Kiss Me
Rocking car

Arkana and Anwa have just come out of the gynecologist's practice, the couple came out with a smile that continued to expand. The links of their fingers did not let go of each other. Given the message delivered by the doctor who examined Anwa, that their little fetus was already six weeks old in fine state

Arkana and Anwa walk side by side towards the car park. Happy feelings they can no longer cover up. Arkana was incessantly peeping at his wife's hand.

"Where are we going Ar?"

"I don't know where we're going, but I don't want to go home first, you both want to be the same."

Arkana drove her car that afternoon to a beach, where it was on their first date. Sitting in a long chair facing the high seas, Anwa laid her head on Arkana's lap.

"Read what?" ask Arkana to gently caress the wife's head.

"Read this," Anwa handed over her phone.

"About pregnancy?" Anwa nodded. Arkana smiled and then on the kiss of Anwa's lips, on the kisses also his wife's forehead, repeatedly until Anwa laughed.

"Why the hell?" ask Anwa.

"Thank you Wa" said Arkana, "you've become my wife, the mother of my children, don't get tired of your love for me."

"It's romantic" Anwa smiled.

"Kiss, Wa," Arkana ink.

"Here" Anwa wrapped her hand around Arkana's neck to bow.

"The old one."

"Billions of people."

"Let's just say it."

"So no?"

Arkana laughed, in the soft kiss of the lips of the wife, reciprocated and mingled saliva. Arkana let go of their kisses, rubbing his wife's wet lips.

"We go back to the apartment, don't go home" Arkana said slowly.

"Why?"

"I want to enjoy both of you," she stroked Anwa's cheek.

Anwa got up and leaned back in the long chair, looking straight ahead. The sun started to fall, but visitors were getting crowded.

"Why at home?".

"Anyway at home your sigh is restrained," Arkana said with a smile.

"Ar .. uh." Anwa pinched her husband's stomach.

"It's okay, in the apartment I can speak freely Wa, we can be free to do it anywhere, on the sofa, in the kitchen, how?"

Anwa laughed and placed her head on Arkana's arm.

"Are you happy you didn't see me, Ar?"

"Banget ..you are like the filler of my empty days, the house where I come home, half my life so if you leave maybe I can't live without you."

"You don't say anything, Ar. .. This wants Magrib," Anwa said.

"What do you want, Wa?"

Anwa. "Belom wants nothing."

"Usually pregnant people want a lot."

"Yes, but the ballom wants nothing now, Ar."

"I want to eat fried chicken at a roadside tent stall, Wa."

"Where is it?"

"Well, good origin."

"It's like you're the one who craves, Ar."

"It's just a matter of course, Wa."

After spending their dinner at a roadside tent stall. The car drove back to Arkana's apartment.

"You have eaten a lot of Ar" said Anwa, writhing in her husband's arms with a hand stroking the thigh elus of Arkana.

"Laper Wa, anyways sambelnya good .. eh this is why tumben?" he asked Anwa who had put her hand in her Arkana shirt.

"Pengen aja," replied Anwa while kissing Arkana's arm.

"Fifteen minutes to go, can be held Wa," Arkana chuckled suddenly he was surprised when Anwa's hand had entered his pants. "Wi ...." Arkana turned towards Anwa.

"Here is yuk." Anwa's eyes started to wry.

"What?"

"Here it is" he repeated.

"Before Wa's time," Arkana was flabby as her pants zipper began to lower Anwa.

"Wa .. Why are you?" Arkana was confused, as if he did not know his wife.

"You're Ar" he said in a raucous voice.

"Oh my goodness, Wa .. patience, this is already basemant, aahh ..," Arkana groaned.

"Find the parking corner, Ar," said Anwa took off her shirt and showed her chest still wrapped in black lace.

"In-here, Wa?" Arkana was amazed when he parked his car, Anwa moved to sit on his lap and face Arkana.

"Ar, her seat pushed back," Anwa began to move her hips.

"Wa .. uugh."

Anwa began to kiss Arkana's lips gently until she kissed her husband's neck.

Arkana again groaned, hers had started to want not only in the swipe but also wanted to meet.

"Wa ... narrow here," Arkana exasperated.

Anwa raises her mini skirt, opens the lid and starts pointing it at Arkana's. Start swaying to the rhythm he wants, sometimes fast sometimes slow. Maybe if anyone saw the car it must be like a wobbling car.

"Wa .. shiiit ...." Arkana squatted and sucked one by one the objects in front of him.

"Ar .. se-ka-rang yes," pinta Anwa.

"You're why you're so wild gini, Wa." Their sighs intertwine.

"Wa .. jagaaa .. Come on Wa." Anwa's body curved feeling their release.

Breathing hard and hunting each other, the two eyebrows were united, sometimes Anwa kissed the lips of Arkana.

"Take it off, yes" he said gently.

"Awhile," Arkana made a sign of possession next to his wife's breastplate.

"You're a warning, Ar."

"You're amazing, Wa."

Anwa smiled, then put back on the strands that had fallen down.

"That's what's inside, isn't it?" ask Arkana to pull the zipper on her pants.

"No papa, he knows his mother is very keen."

"Who is teaching?" ask Arkana to break his wife's hair.

"You, who else."

"Here .. kiss first."

Anwa kissed her husband's lips, then put his clothes back on.

"Where? ask Anwa.

"What?"

"The sensation," Anwa said with a mischievous smile.

"Maybe we can find another place Wa .. narrow here."

Anwa laughed, "I don't know if I wanted to suddenly Ar," he said, opening the car door.

"Pregnancy hormones?" ask Arkana.

"It could be," Anwa grabbed Arkana's hand.

"Excellent my wife."

"Why?"

"It's amazing .. After this on the kitchen table it can also be." They laugh to enter the elevator to the Arkana apartment unit.

After cleaning up, Anwa was already lying on the bed while touching her stomach which still looks flat.

"Capek huh?" he spoke to the fetus in his stomach. "Slack, bobok ya .. tomorrow we take dad to the park."

"To the park tomorrow morning? you want to go jogging?"

"No."

"Continue?"

"I want to find peanut butter brains, isn't there?"

"Oh .. I think it's starting." Arkana patted her jidat.

"You yes .. tomorrow we look for."

"Yes .. yes," replied Arkana pulling a blanket and his wife to sleep in his arms.

"Dapet sample?"

"Sampe dapet."

"After that I want mangoes."

"Yes .. rujak mango, we list only what we want, we will look for."

"Rujak mango pedes yes, Ar." Arkana nodded and then kissed Anwa's head.

"Sleep first, we'll look for tomorrow."

"But I want to eat his mango groves on a mango tree, yes." Anwa raised her head waiting for Arkana to answer, and Arkana pretended not to hear.

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