Marrying Sergeant Major

Marrying Sergeant Major
~ 49 ~


"Lala's asleep?"


I think Bima made a voice to answer my question. But instead ask about Lala.


My head moved slightly to look at Lala's face. His regular breathing, indicating that my daughter is asleep.


"Already" I again landed the head on the pillow after previously dipping the head of Lala.


Not long ago, the hand of Bima mas who was in my pajama came out, then twisted my body to face him.


We were lying on Lala's bed.


When it was tilted with facing position, my view fell on the chest of Bima mas wrapped in a thin white T-shirt.


The man touched my chin, then slightly lifted up for us to see.


"It looks like I have to stock up on extra power to convince you, baby" he said with a pranky glance.


"Your fear" Mas Bima paused his words for a moment and then looked at my face carefully "Why is it so excessive, Bi?" He said with the condition of our eyes fixed staring at each other.


"I don't know whether it's excessive or unwilling, but if the past is present in my husband's life, which wife isn't worried?"


"From the look and expression of your face, in addition to insecure, you are also jealous" Mas Bima said with a smile as if she was mocking me.


"For anything, especially about mas and Lala, fear, anxiety, and jealousy must always be present"


"Yes, that's good. Jealousy is a sign of love, worry about the sign of caring" The man who still often makes my heart numb this kebit and hugged me. I could freely inhale the scent of his body while Bima mas landed his chin on top of my head.


"That past is for me no Bi, for all the things I've been through, if it hurts me and makes me regret, I'll bury it deeply. There is no past coming back in the future"


"Like Lala's mother who has messed up my life, and my treatment of you all this time that makes me regret, it's all I've forgotten and will replace those bad memories with beauty and happiness"


"Hana's attitude did hurt me, but I've been erased from my memory, so if I meet her in the future, I will definitely behave if I never knew her. That's what I always apply. So, I reiterate once again, you do not need to worry excessively. Like you said that night, you're my future"


Bima with a long sentence. I just kept quiet while listening.


"But always remember my message, never break the child's silahturrahmi rope with his mother"


Suddenly Bima made a big movement to change our position.


"God willing" replied Bima.


"What will be the solution for tomorrow?"


Mas Bima, so clever for the business of reversing my position that currently know-how is under his confinement.


The man above me then made a sound.


"Keep away from your fears, Bi. Im your's!"


"You are my only one, and the first for everything" Reply me who made Bima's forehead instantly shriveled to hear it.


"First, for everything?"


"The first man to make me admit that there really is a handsome man" I said to dismiss the confusion of Bima. My hand rubbed his forehead so that the frown lines there disappeared. "The first man to fall in love with me, the first man to break my heart, the first man to hurt me, the first man to make me jealous, and the first man to make me happy"


"Do you love me so much"


I nodded honestly. That's the truth, so it's useless if I avoid it.


"I've really become a lucky man" Mas Bima rubbed my lips using her thumb.


"One more of my luck"


"What?" I don't understand.


"I'm the first guy to fuck you"


"It's a husband's right. For me the husband must be the first to fuck his wife"


"And you've taken care of it for me" My great man, he instantly scooped my lips so gently. I who have been accustomed to kissing Bima, can adjust a little to reply to his words.


Drifting away in a meeting of lips, I felt something move beside me.


Seconds later, I immediately untied the link of our lips and turned to the right side.


Realizing where my vision fell, Bima followed the movement of my eyeball.


"We're moving into your room"


With a quick motion, Bima raised my body, then walked out of Lala's room. In the midst of his steps, we reunited our lips.


Somehow, mas Bima easily opened the door to the room that I had not occupied for a few days, but still I cleaned. He closed the door with his foot, and laid me on the bed to enjoy the sweetness of honey.


Done it...