Mother Connect For My Son
The Part 38
...I.B.U.S.A.M.B.U.N.G.U.N.T.U.K.A.N.A.K.K.U...
...Don't regret a meeting and don't hate a farewell. Because sometimes a meeting or a farewell can be a cause for the beginning of a wait....
...Quotes have nothing to do with the awokwok storyline. I was confused and suddenly said that. It fits the mood....
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A room with a large capacity with bright lights.
Elea sat on the bed with her chest pounding. Waiting for Ardha to clean up. Repeatedly Elea squeezed her hands, adjusted her breath and tried not to look too nervous.
Ardha's words before they reached the inn were able to make Elea heat up, nervous and of course restless.
Tonight, the man wants to ask for his right as a husband. Elea was unable to refuse because of her nature as a husband and wife to do the relationship.
Elea continued to stare at the bathroom door that was still tightly closed. The sound of water murmur was still caught in the sense of hearing.
Deg, man,
It feels like Elea's heart stops for a few seconds when there is no more water from the shower and soon the sound of the handle being played makes Elea's adrenaline race.
His heart was heard faster to the eardrum.
“Ma-maaassss!” call Elea and quickly her face lowered. Because when he came out of the bathroom, Ardha only wore a towel wrapped around to reveal her muscles that had only been held by Elea with a clothes barrier.
But this time Elea can see that her husband's stomach has an athletic shape.
Chuckling for a moment, Ardha approached Elea who was still sitting on the bed and sitting next to her.
Just like Elea, Ardha was just as nervous because after a few years after Mita's death she never touched women again.
All the time he spent by looking for busyness so as not to remember Mita too much.
“Why? Does Mas look more dashing if wearing a towel?” a strange question was thrown from Ardha's mouth.
The man raised Elea's chin with his finger. Positioning their eyes so that they sat face to face, so that now Elea's position was looking up.
“Ka-you said what the hell, mas?”
“Do not be shy!”jemari Ardha changed by stroking Elea's cheek. down slowly until it ended at the nape of the nape.
“Why?”Elea asked nervously.
Ardha's gaze was different from usual.
“Let's add anxious,”
Ardha's words suddenly caused Elea to look away. It doesn't feel good.
His stomach was surrounded by butterflies flying at each other. Elea's body's murmur increased.
“Tap Mas, Darling.” Pinta Ardha's.
Elea grew increasingly excited, and with a slow movement her eyes looked at Ardha's face.
The smile that was implied back made Elea feel short of breath. Ardha like this looks more handsome and of course tempting.
Ardha took off the veil attached to Elea's head. carried the cloth to loose and let her eyes see the beauty she had long wanted.
Ardha smiled in amazement as Elea grew more and more beautiful like an angel. Yes, Elea is the angel of Ardha.
When Ardha was busy looking at Elea with a look of admiration, different from Elea who was embarrassed because Ardha had seen her crown.
“Your crown is beautiful,” said Ardha accompanied by the treatment of the man who suddenly made Elea distraught.
Ardha kissed Elea's forehead, nose for a moment and ended up on Elea's lips and lingered there. As if he was sipping the sweetness of the lips of the wife.
Elea's eyes closed and her arms flexed up to perch on Ardha's boat.
“Mass!” Elea muttered as Ardha stepped up her action.
Long enough and finally Ardha let go of the kiss. She looked back at Elea with a glare.
“Do it, Mas. I'm sincere.”
Ardha of course felt happy and immediately continued the action. His hand slowly unbuttoned Elea's pajamas.
First button
Second
And when you want to unbutton the third, Ardha's phone voice sounded.
At first Ardha did not care and continued his activities until all the pajama buttons were open. The phone again interfered.
“Thank you first, Mas.” Elea pushes the chest of Ardha's field.
Ardha screeched and wanted to get angry with her phone. It was very disturbing when he wanted to take in the heaven of the world. She took the phone and Elea got up.
“Mama.” Murmured Ardha, who turned out that the person who called her was her own mother.
“Beat Mas.”
Ardha shifted the green button and placed the flat object in her ear.
“Halo, Mah.”
“Really?”
Elea was curious because Ardha's countenance turned enthusiastic.
“What's up, Mas?” Elea asks after Ardha turns off the phone.
“There is a donor for Cila. Tomorrow we will return to Indonesia. You okay?”
“That's right, Mas. I ain't what.we're home now, Mas.” Sahut Elea is no less enthusiastic than Ardha. Finally there is a donor for Cila.
“Tomorrow,” is only one word because Ardha again pounced on Elea. “Tonight I want to be with you, baby. Because if later we return to Indonesia, you will definitely be busy accompanying Cila.”
Elea justifies Ardha's words and of course enjoys every touch that Ardha gives her at every weak point.
That night, the two couples looked at each other. Providing pleasure with a foundation of love.
...This scene does not need the author to explain in more detail because the author is still plain and there is no experience. Who asked for a more vivid nuance scene ntar author tabok awokwok....
...Happy reading gaes. Forgive the author who rarely goes up....