Marrying Sergeant Major
~ 55 ~
I faced my own husband, but for a moment I felt like I was going to die. If only my heart were man-made, it would have collapsed this very second.
But is there something wrong with my question? Where's the harm? I just want to hear love words from him, that's all, am I wrong?
I'm just asking trivial questions, but it's as if this question is a big mistake.
Ah, never mind, maybe I'm wrong to demand love from her. All right, I'm not gonna ask him to tell me love. I will swallow this question.
"You're assuming that your body is just for me to make a toy, right?" he said it made my heart grow longer because his guess was really right.
Persekian seconds I remember the words of Captain Felix during the ceremony of the certification for Bima mas. He said that Bima mas is a sharp shooter, that's why he was given a promotion for his dedication to shooting and paralyzing enemies on target.
"That means, you've been su'uzdon to your own husband, right?"
"N-not so" I said quickly.
"Then what?" the question was calm, then tightened his hand that was coiled around my waist. While I timidly returned his gaze because I realized I was under his control.
"M-mas, can we b-talk carefully?" I tried to escape from his embrace.
"I-I mean don't stand like this"
"Keep what? Sitting down?"
I nodded to respond. Mas Bima then took me to sit on the bed, but this time the position was even more burdensome to me.
How not with the position I sit on his lap, obviously makes me more and more unable to think clearly.
I tried to get up from his lap.
"Why else, Arimbi? Can't you just sit quietly?"
"Yes, but it's not like this"
Mas Bima snorted softly. "From your complaints, it's better to say sorry for prejudging your own husband"
"But am I wrong to ask that question?"
"It's not wrong with your question, Mother Arimbi, what's wrong is the prejudice behind the question"
"W-what's the d-behind my question?"
"You think I'm just messing with you, don't you"
I swallowed my saliva with great difficulty.
"Let's say!"
"Sorry" I said throwing a glance at the ceiling of the room.
"Look at my face, repeat your apology well and correctly!" Mas Bima touched my chin and made me look at him.
"Sorry" I said after a few seconds.
"I'm sorry" Bima smiled triumphantly.
Ah, why do I feel like Bima has been pranking me.
"I love you, Arimbi forever, I love you"
"Really?"
"Is there a lie in my eyes?"
I shook my head to deny it.
"When we were closer than this, Bi" suddenly bima sucked her hands into the pajamas behind my back.
Taking off my underwear, then making a vibration with her finger that ignited something inside me.
Ah.. Why do I want more of this.
"You've got everything from me, I've never messed with love. It's hard to fall in love, but when I love, I'll be faithful forever"
"I'm sorry" I regretted guiltily.
Once again I realized that I would never be able to win against him.
"Did my attention and attitude convince you that I really love you?"
"No, it's just that I want to hear you say love to me"
"I love you" Her voice was light, like without a burden.
I smiled, unable to say this time. Indeed, I often get a love statement from a man, but that man is not the man I love. And this declaration of love in Bima, really makes my heart flowery.
"Thank you I love you, Bi. Otherwise, I would've shot you"
"But didn't you ask me to tell you what was in my heart and mind"
"Yes, and that's good. Next time don't hesitate to tell your husband what is troubling your heart, because your husband does not want his wife to be burdened by assumptions that make his mind become unsettled, understand?"
"Don't understand!"
"Now tell me, why did Hana meet you?"
"He said if he won Lala's custody, I'd throw me out of the house because there was no reason to keep me in this house"
"And you believe?"
Before answering, I ventured to put my arm around Bima's neck and then put my forehead on her forehead.
"No" I whispered.
"You should be happy, Bi! Don't keep your burden alone. Know ya!"
"Yes, baby" A little down, without shame I kissed the left cheek of Bima and then shifted to the lips.
I'm watching* so much that this great guy of mine is out of breath. Parsing for a moment, then kissing her again.
One of my hands moved to touch her neck, while my lips still gave me the soft sips that I believe made one part of our body stiffen.
Continue again tomorrow.