Love Above the Wounds
Dicky Starts Possessive

That morning, when the new sun appeared on the eastern horizon, Fitri woke up and then immediately got out of bed. Dicky still sleeps so well, maybe too tired last night he spilled his passion on Fitri, they make love five times a night.

Slowly Fitri came out of her room, then she went downstairs, intending to make breakfast.

Bi Sumi seems to be drying clothes in the back garden, the ingredients for breakfast have also been prepared by Bi Sumi, Fitri immediately makes a special fried rice breakfast.

After finishing and serving it at the dining table, Fitri went back upstairs to his room.

Dicky looks to have a bath and neat, today he has a schedule to the hospital.

"Well, you've been well groomed, already handsome and fragrant!" fitri.

"Today I'll take you to school, so don't take the ojek again!" sahut Dicky's.

"But Mas ..."

"Don't argue with me baby, now that you're taking a shower, I'll be waiting for you here!" cut Dicky fast while peeking at Fitri's cheek.

"Mas Dicky this is fuckin', I haven't had a bath, don't kiss!" cetus Fitri's.

"It's still good, baby, just a little, thank you for last night!" dicky said as he stroked Fitri's chin.

Without waiting any longer Fitri immediately rushed into the bathroom, she started to shower.

When she finished taking a shower, Fitri came out of the bathroom and was shocked when Dicky suddenly hugged her.

"Darling, I want it again!" whispered Dicky who made the feathers of Fitri bristled instantly.

"Mas, we have to leave now, you have to go to the hospital, I have to teach at the school!" sergeant Fitri breaking Dicky's embrace.

Fitri then started looking for his ASI pump, usually early in the morning he always pump his ASI.

"Mas Dicky, where's my ASI pump? I remember I put it on this table!" ask Fitri.

"I've thrown it Fit!" sahut Dicky's.

"Why did you throw it away?" ask Fitri again.

"For so long you have contributed so much ASI, and now your ASI production has been a little, so do not have to use the pump anymore!" answer Dicky.

"Where does Mas Dicky know that I live a little bit?" ask Fitri while looking at her husband.

"I've sucked it so hard all night and so many times, but just a few drops came out, baby, if you want to pump it again, you can call me!" dicky answered with a smile.

Fitri's face flushed immediately upon hearing Dicky's words.

Without saying much more she immediately got ready, combed her hair and slightly polished her face.

Fitri was a bit uneasy because Dicky was always staring and paying attention to him, visible from the reflection on the vanity mirror.

They then went downstairs for breakfast. Dicky was seen eating voraciously.

"You cooked this fried rice baby?" ask Dicky.

"Yes Mas, it feels weird huh, understand I'm in a hurry to make it!" sahut Fitri's.

"It felt so good, so good at your service last night!" whispered Dicky.

"Don't talk about it again! You're getting naughty!" cetus Fitri's.

"Why, just this time I feel happiness, thank you Fit, you gave me the color of my life!" dicky said as he warmly grasped Fitri's hand, then looked at her deeply.

Bi Sumi who was watching him from the kitchen just smiled herself looking at the affection of Dicky and Fitri.

Then they went to school.

"At 12 o'clock you don't go home by yourself, Fit, I'll pick you up!" dicky said while driving his car.

"But Mas, I just got home at 1 today, why the hell are you so bothered to take me, as if I'm a kid!" fitri hatch.

"I just don't want you to fuck a motorcycle taxi!" sahut Dicky's.

"That's because I'm jealous!" cetus Dicky's.

"Jealous? You jealous of the biker? It doesn't make sense!" gumam Fitri's.

"Here you go, baby, you should be proud that I'm taking you, that's a standby husband, ready to take care!" said Dicky while pinching Fitri's cheek.

Soon they arrived at the school parking lot.

Fitri immediately went down and walked quickly to the lobby, because the bell was only five minutes away.

"Fitr!!" call Dicky from the direction of his car that hasn't gone.

Fitri turned his head and saw Dicky waving his hand calling out to him.

Eventually Fitri came back to her husband.

"What else is it?" ask Fitri.

"You haven't kissed my hand!" dicky answered, extending his hand.

"Oh my God, I'm sorry, I forgot because I was in a hurry!" Fitri quickly kissed Dicky's hand.

"You haven't kissed me yet!" added Dicky.

"If that's your will!" cetus Fitri immediately kissed Dicky's cheeks and lips at a glance. There was a bright smile on Dicky's face.

Then quickly and half-running Fitri immediately went inside. He went upstairs to his class.

When he entered the classroom, the school bell rang, Fitri breathed a sigh of relief.

At the sight of all the students entering all, there was a sense of pleasure in Fitri.

He then immediately approached Dara and looked down, towards his shoes, Fitri was a little surprised when he saw Dara wearing used shoes, not new, instead, the money Fitri gave was enough to buy new shoes.

"Who are you wearing shoes?" ask Fitri.

"It's a shoe bought at a junkman, but it's still wearable!" answer Dara honestly.

"Why didn't your mom buy you new shoes?" ask Fitri again.

"Say Mother the money is dear Mom, mending to buy food and pay the debt!" sahut Dara bowing.

Suddenly Meira approaches Dara and holds out a large package for Dara.

"These are my shoes, Dara, I have a lot of shoes, you just wear them, Daddy said we should share with others, this is for Dara all!" said Meira.

Dara received the package and she opened it. There are two pairs of shoes that are still very good belonging to Meira, the size is also fitting, there is a smile of excitement from Dara's face.

"Thank you Meira, this is great!" exclaim Dara happy.

"Together Dara!" Meira sat back on her bench.

Unknowingly, there was a clear liquid dripping on Fitri's cheek, she was moved to see a little child who already understood the meaning of sharing, a small matter but very touching heart.

Fitri then returned to her desk. He looked at each of his students who were different backgrounds and cultures.

"Kids, let's continue the lesson today! Get out the maths print!" said Fitri while starting to take out his textbook.

"I don't have a book, Mom!"

"I'm Mom too!"

"The books are expensive ma'am!"

A few disciples suddenly raised their hands.

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