Marry Bening
Claiming Mine

"Om Aslam, why Byan?" I ask once again. The boy felt misbehavior as Bening flickered at him.

"Mas, isn't that Om going to get Byan home?" Clear diverted the conversation. "Byan baby.you have to go home. Kasian papi Byan," he persuaded later.

"You diverted my question apparently," I hissed.

"Ehem." Deheman Rudy broke up the interaction between us.

It seems he has overcome his emotions. He approached Byan who was still in a clearing. Then crouch down to match his height.

"Sorry papi, son." Grasping tightly the tiny hand, staring desperately at the face of his son.

"But you don't mean to be evil. Papi did it all purely because of papi..."

"Same byan" cut the boy. Rudy nodded, his eyes beginning to glaze over. "Byan also loves Papih," hugged Rudy later.

For a moment, the atmosphere became a must for the interaction of father and son.

***

"Byan go home first, beautiful sister..." Pamit Byan when we drove them out of the store.

"Yes.well yeah, Byan guanteng. Don't run around anymore. Same with papi. If the papa's fierce again, say it's brother, okay?" Byan nodded making Rudy smile in embarrassment.

"Uhh...Brother must be very upset with Byan..." Hugged Byan.

"Byan must also miss the same beautiful sister...Byan can play again, right, come here?"

"Huum. Play here often..."

"Gue said goodbye first. Thanks again for taking care of my son. Sorry, I have mistaken and accused the macem-macem, "sorry Rudy and I just nodded. "And...Right, thank you for saving and taking care of Byan for the week. Must be a real hassle for you."

"Yes, Om. With pleasure. I don't feel bothered at all, either. Sorry about that. I've been brazen to hit Om's hand with that spatulla. Hehe.." An unkind grin.

"No problem. I've understood. This doesn't hurt anyway. Zombies must be strong," Rudy said showing his hand made Bening blush in shame considering his behavior earlier.

"Emh...can you just call my name?" Rudy felt uncomfortable and embarrassed. "Isn't Aslam, I mean, we're the same age."

Whoa, what the fuck is this Rudy? He made me the main object to cover his pride.

Bening glanced at me. Then look at Rudy again, "Emmb...You guys are probably your age. But sorry, Om. Mas Aslam is more handsome and looks young than Om," Bening's remarks made Rudy lose by a landslide. I felt wrong behavior made.

"What about Aslam Zombies with sanklin, too?" Byan's question chirps made Bening laugh cheerfully.

"Yes.take it like that." Bening did not stop holding back his laughter. "But still less handsome when compared to Jin Hyuk oppa." began chanting that I do not understand his words.

"Huh?" tuhan, Byan just don't understand.

"Forget over! Kids don't need to know." Shuffling Byan's hair.

"Sister, stop! I'll be ugly later," she said.

"Emang ugly." stuck out his tongue.

"Sister!" crossed hands and pouted. He tried to persuade her.

Look at them! They are absorbed in their world. While Rudy was washed away by their closeness and did not stop to sing a smile on his face. Wahh.ck ck...

"Byan, ask again." This time it was my turn to squat in front of this little boy.

"Ask what, Om?"

"So, what was said by Brother Bening about the fierce om what does it mean?" This time I wanted an explanation. Byan looked at Bening as if asking for approval to be revealed or not.

Oh come. Why are they still discussed?

The expression showed that way.

"Mas, um Rudy still has needs." Right from wrong behavior. I looked at him with a sharp look. "Yes, right. Um?" encoding herself so Rudy can save her.

Rudy smiled. I can't see your code, what?

"Don't, Byan," asked Rudy and said goodbye.

Byan crucified my hand and also Bening which made Rudy flabbergasted about his attitude. Yes, that's my wife's teaching, Rud!

We looked at the passing of the father and son. Byan continued to wave his hand as if unwilling to part with Bening. So does my wife who looks sad when the child leaves.

Should we have our own children so that the attention of the Bening will be confiscated only for our children? Akh, what is that thinking? Thinking about it makes me want it. Can it? I am really interested in my own feelings. Erina.I have to wait for Erina!

"Mas, I finished the kitchen table first, after that take the same bag of shop keys. Wait a minute."

I followed Bening, helping to close the rolling blind that was still open. All that time I still wanted to tempt him to be honest about what Byan said about me. Om aslam is fierce? Does Bening think of me like that?

"Related,"

"Yes Mas?"

"Have I not been nice to you all this time?"

"No."

"Huh? So all this time I_"

"I mean, I don't..."

"Then, what was Byan talking about?"

"Not pretend."

"Mas don't take heart. Sometimes kids like to fuck."

"But a child never lies."

Clear speechless, he was busy himself cleaning the cake decorating equipment with Byan.

"Have you had dinner?" tanyanya diverted the question.

"Don't divert the question, Bening! And look at me, if I'm talking!" I pulled his hand, his activities stopped. We're both this close now.

"Yes, Mas. I was horrified," he said without looking at me.

"I don't need you to do horror. But, look at me if you're talking!" Stomping his arm.

"Yes, Mum." Bening. Our views meet. As if hypnotized I couldn't avoid his gaze.

That sad look, left me at a loss for words. I just want to continue to linger looking at him in our current closeness. As if time stops for a moment and unfortunately this body can not be compromised not to hold back. Her face is sweet, her eyelashes are pliable without mascara, her nose is mancrit. The pink lips teased me so much.

Hold Aslam, hold it!

Many times my heart cried out that sentence. Just as I can't hold back my emotions if he's close to anyone or anyone else approaching him, I can't help my body getting close to him either. His body is like a magnet that keeps pulling me.

I've never felt a feeling like this. Never even Erina. In the past, loving Erina was only satisfied with just channeling my lust, as well as Erina who always gave the pleasure without having to be asked.

But with Bening, with my wife, this strange feeling keeps on clinging and popping up. Not just lust. It is a feeling that cannot be explained by words. As if getting it was the main prize of a lottery.

"Are you and Byan talking badly about me?" Bening. "What...you also consider me a zombie? No, maybe you guys think I'm an evil monster?" I spoke slowly right in front of his face which was only a few cent away from my face.

Right from wrong behavior. I thinned my lips at his behavior. Even his face was red. "No." turned his face away.

"No what? No lie?" I held back the smile that almost carved my lips. Bening teasing makes me want to always smile because of it.

"Ah, you are silent means true what I say. You guys think I'm a terrible monster."

"No! It's not a monster. Where are these handsome monsters?" his spray later, ashamed of his own words.

"Yes, I said to Byan that cooking is fierce not hateful. It's all because I'm worried about me. I did it all because I love you the same as me. Eh, no! Maybe not baby. I mean, the real Mas is a good person, Mas likes to be angry because.." he continued stammering and nervous.

I can't hold myself back anymore. Fuck Erina! At that moment I buried my lips on his lips, making his speech stop. Seeing him who spoke without pause was adorable. Moreover, hearing her words that assumed about me, made me soar. Not only does he praise me handsome, but he interprets my fierceness and anger because I care about him and love him.

The darling? I don't know why I'm so happy if he thinks I'm that way. But is that really my love for her? The love I had unconsciously nurtured in my heart.

This little bit of service continues. I don't want to immediately take off my pagutan on the sweetness of his lips. I felt my hands pushing against my body. I close her body in my arms. I don't want this intimate moment to end. I feel angry and annoyed if he rejects me. The deeper I took a sip of his whole lips and mouth greedily.

Looks like Bening's starting to fall. I felt her body start to go limp because of my brutal kiss. One hand pressed the nape of his neck, while one hand swiftly held his ping. I can't wait to enjoy her. I grabbed her body and pushed her on the dinner table. This siallan's lips continue to explore her. I kissed his neck, sniffed his scent. I'm getting smack. There is also the hand of this siallan impatiently adventure to admire my wife's body. A little revealed the shirt he was wearing just to feel the sincerity and warmth of the skin behind his shirt. There is something so good in the hands. Unlike Erina who is more sized because of the injection of filler.

It's the second time I've done something that's bound to scare her even more. But, this made me charge back when I last did this fun thing to her.

Wh why? Why do I always struggle when I'm close to him? Why don't you ever sleep like you used to, Junior?

So, what should I do if this time I can't resist this heightened desire?

"M-gold..." As strong as his energy trying to keep me away again. However, this body with all its might did not want him to stay away.

"Shhh. Please..." I whispered hoarsely, adjusting my breath that was still stirring. Our faces were still close together, not wanting me to get away from her face. "Isn't..your barrier is over?"

I don't know why I asked that? My breath must have felt so intense in front of his face. This fog of passion I can't stand anymore. I'm like a predator thirsting for the pleasures of the world's paradise if I can't unite our bodies.

"Where, your room?" I can't stand it.

No way, right, we did it in the kitchen area of the store and on this table? This is probably my first experience. Even if I do it anywhere is a fun adventure.

Yeah, if he's still 'sealed'. Otherwise, would I still accept it?

What a selfish thought. Though I'm also a jerk who used to do it with Erina, back then. So I may not know if Erina is still holy or not.

"Why ask my room?" Nervously.

"Claiming mine..."

"Huh?" He looks panicked and misbehaving. I think he understands enough of what I'm saying.

"Are you not going to serve your husband?" I hold back, ready to be disappointed.

"Mas, but..what about Erina's mom?" The question made me stunned. "I-I mean, isn't Mas waiting for Erina to come back? What would he think if the man he loved did 'that' with another woman?"

"You're not another woman!" my hardik doesn't accept. "You're not another woman. You, wife!"

"But Mas..."

"And I'm your husband! I'm entitled to ask for my rights, aren't I?" I was upset at his silly question before he resumed his refutation speech.

Ridiculous? Why do I think so? It was as if I was a husband who truly accepted her birth and death. And I can't take it if she thinks she's another woman who took someone's man.

The erina? This time it's stupid with him. All I want right now is Bening. My wife!

Without arguing anymore and without being able to resist I brought my face closer and buried my kiss back without being rejected. I kissed her deeply and demanded. I think Bening's getting overwhelmed. He who seemed to be inexperienced tried to accept my attack. And I'm happy, because this time he's not trying to keep me away anymore.

I led him to lie down on a large table in the middle of the kitchen. My hands could not stand still, had gone out of control and continued my previous activities. I was looking for something that fit in my hand back, behind the shirt he was wearing. Very fit and.warm.

Heard his sigh. Ugh, I really can't help myself not enjoying it. My lips and hands touched his entire body. I claim mine!

TB