Kiss Me
Heartbeat

One week Arkana has been busy because of the fire problems that afflicted his restaurant in Bandung.

According to the investigation, an electric short circuit caused half of the building to burn. The loss is obviously quite big, but what you want in the word, everything has happened.

Arkana entered the house with a tired face. Not one of the people he met, thinking if his wife was in the room, he stepped up the stairs.

Just three steps he climbed, I heard his wife's voice from the kitchen laughing.

Arkana leaned against the kitchen wall with her arms folded in front of her chest, watching her laughing wife form the doughnuts she made with her mother.

The woman who was pregnant with her child looked more contained than before, her laughter was also getting crunchier. It feels like Arkana has spent a lot of days with Anwa in recent days.

"Ar ..," said Anwa when she saw her husband was looking at his activities in the kitchen. "You've been since?" Anwa got up washing her hands and took off the apron.

"That's fine, until you see how good you laugh." Arkana kissed the top of his wife's head.

"Ma, Anwa went upstairs first huh," she told her in-laws.

"Ma, don't knock on the door first yeah," Arkana chimed in with her nosy face.

"Ish, you are," said the mother back to form doughnuts in accompanied bibik.

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"Where are your children, as long as you live?" arkana kissed his wife's stomach.

"Sonly father, just a kangen," Anwa answered stroking her husband's hair.

"Who misses Daddy's son, or his Mother?" Arkana chuckles.

Anwa kissed Arkana's lips, then walked to get a towel for her husband.

"Shake up first, let's jump in." Anwa gives Arkana a towel.

"Come, two," he asked, Anwa shook her head on the grounds that it was still daytime.

Anwa noticed her husband wearing clothes, her eyes never separated from her husband's activities from wearing pants to clothes.

"It's really like kangen" Arkana said, climbing into a creeping bed above Anwa.

Anwa put her hand on Arkana's neck, "i miss Ar," he said spoiled.

"I know," Arkana answered kissing his wife's lips, biting alternately Anwa's upper and lower lips.

The same thing Anwa did, she returned the kiss just as gently, letting Arkana down her neck, letting Arkana unbutton her tunic shirt to the last button.

"Wi ...." Arkana took off Anwa's chest wrapper, looking at the object she hadn't touched for a week. He threw the chest wrapper in any place.

"I miss this," said Arkana massaging alternately Anwa's chest until Anwa sighed softly.

"The more the day contains huh? is there something already?" ask plain Arkana.

"Try .. there may be," Anwa chuckled, and Arkana buried her face in Anwa's chest. Enjoying every play of his tongue that sips one by one Anwa's chest.

Anwa stroked her husband's hair gently, Anwa pulled the white shirt until it escaped from Arkana's head leaving only the boxer in black.

Tracing every curve of his wife, occasionally giving a wild kiss on Anwa's lips. Arkana slowly but surely down the stomach that still looks flat, kiss it slowly until it reaches the womanhood of Anwa.

Staring at Anwa who enjoyed every touch, Arkana took off the last wrapper. He missed his wife's warmth. Sipping and peeping it made Anwa unable to resist its release.

"Ar ... already dong," said Anwa stammered.

Not waiting for a long time, the two of them finally let go of all the accumulated desires.

Breath was still wheezing, with Arkana's position still resting with both hands above Anwa. Still he kissed every inch of his wife's face.

"A week in stay can be this great yes Wa, let alone months," Arkana said with a breath that was still hunting.

"But don't be reckless Ar, who wants to stay for months? I don't want to .. You stay with me, yes I come," Anwa replied slightly grimacing as Arkana pulled her maleness.

Anwa turned her slanted position towards the man hugging his waist, and kissed Arkana's chest.

"The story, good?"

"It must be answered after how many times it has been taken," Anwa answered pulling the top of Arkana's chest.

"Aw .. Wa pain," Arkana rubbed her chest.

"Three more days I'm in control of the doctor, Ar."

"Three more days, huh? hmh."

"Can't you do it?"

"Actually in three days I will return to Bandung, have started to build another foundation for the debris that burned yesterday."

"So can't? I'm the same mom as me, not papa."

"But I need to take the morning to go home in the afternoon."

"Really? the doctor said in twelve weeks we could already hear a faint heartbeat," Anwa raised her head.

"Oh yeah? it means go with me, wait for me to come home yes .. I want to hear the first heartbeat of my son who is in your womb," she landed a kiss again.

"Ar ...," Anwa let go of her kiss.

"Why?"

"That," Anwa pointed down.

"Yes, he's still missing," Arkana smiled, "again?"

Anwa shook her head quickly then pulled out her blanket and pretended to close her eyes. While Arkana just smiled a little look at his wife's behavior.

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That morning Arkana was tidy with a maroon shirt and black chinos. She brushed her hair in front of the dresser, while Anwa was wearing her blazer and preparing to leave for work.

Going down the stairs, both parents were waiting for them at the dinner table. The mother was serving her husband to get breakfast.

"To Bandung again today, Ar?" ask Fajar to his son.

"Yes Pa, today I just want to worry about the construction of a building that burned down, but the afternoon Arkan has returned," Arkana replied pulling a chair for him and for Anwa.

Dawn folded his newspaper, "you alone or go with your subordinates?"

"Alone Pa, let cepet kelar .. egg aja Wa," he told Anwa when Anwa took her breakfast.

"Be careful Ar, it has started the rainy season, bring a car do not speed yes," Fajar's message to Arkana. Arkana just nodded, confirming the message of the papa.

Arriving in the courtyard of Anwa's office, Arkana only gave a glimpse of his wife's lips.

"Wait for me to come home, I'll go straight to the hospital, you just wait there, I'll come."

"Be careful, Ar. .. don't speed, call me when you get to Bandung."

Arkana kissed and rubbed his wife's stomach, "Dad can't wait to hear your heartbeat, son," he said very deeply.

"I go in first, don't forget to call the time it's arrived," Anwa said again kissing the back of her husband's hand.

Arkana is still waiting until Anwa is not seen from his sight then he runs back his car to Bandung.

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