Mr. HansH (Ishq Mein Marjawan)
Love Flavor Ginger

As far as a few minutes of walking time duration, the topic of the baby is the main topic that continues to be discussed. Inevitably me and HansH were just listeners without being able to give any advice or comments. And that's a risk we both have to face in order not to leave the family event. But as much as possible we stayed there without neglecting each other.

The dessert was a delicious ginger-flavored creme brulee - the highlight of the evening event - - and I was weighing up to take a bowl quietly and bring it to our pavilion. Because, in my distraction, I imagine, my man who likes to take me crazy with him will spread the crumbs of the cake all over my body, then lick it clean. Seeing the way HansH enjoyed the dish slowly from his spoon while looking at me and smiling ignorantly, I came to know that he had the same thoughts as me. The same crazy thinking of lovers. I know it.

When we were having coffee and some others were enjoying brandy in the sitting room, the thing discussed was still the same, about the two newlyweds - errata, he said, the newly remarried alias even without divorce, which in a moment they will be a happy new parent couple, then the discussion of the child where people start to guess the gender, then at the next stage of discussion about what name will be given to the baby, and it came down to the discussion where Aunt Heera suggested that Sheveni and Vicky, as well as me and HansH, should get pregnant. He said he had a friend of an obstetrician whose flight hours were already high alias already had a lot of experience in helping married couples to get momongan. HansH and I immediately refused - even without explaining what was really going on between us.

"Sheveni and Vicky just first, Bi," HansH refused. "We're both newly married, have you been in the pregnancy program?"

Yeah, like HansH wanted, we both covered up our true circumstances. Besides, I also do not want my husband's imperfections as if considered a disgrace that will then always be discussed and make him feel embarrassed in front of the family. So no one else needs to know the internal issues between us.

"Lo...? It's okay, dong, even if you guys just got married. Isn't getting pregnant faster? If both are healthy, why not, right?"

HansH and I smiled bitterly.

"Or does Brother-in-law actually have fertility problems?" alluding to Sheveni, her brazen mouth really did not take into account the feelings of others.

And because of that, Aunt Heera who has a history of not having children in her marriage looks uncomfortable, I think she is a little offended by Sheveni's words.

As usual, the arrogant Sheveni did not say a word despite being just an apology.

"Excuse me everyone" HansH said, then he glanced at the wall clock. "As the day begins to dissolve, we'll excuse you to the pavilion first, yes."

Poking out at me, and I greeted him, HansH did not forget to take a bowl full of that delicious ginger-flavored creme brulee, then we left the living room smiling, or actually forcing a smile. I don't know. But for sure, the two of us, each other, have promised to try to overcome even an uncomfortable situation that will plunge our household like a dark cloud. So, we strive to be as fresh as possible and will not discuss anything that would otherwise make our feelings more uncomfortable.

Finally, as we got inside the room, we stared at each other for a few seconds in close range, as close as our beating hearts reciprocated. Though unspoken, I could hear clearly when those sparkling black eyes delivered an apology, then we kissed in love and emotion, humming each other* lips to each other with a struggle that no one else will understand: we are burying the pain in the heart, as it should be.

"I love you" HansH whispered in the pause, then kissed me once again, tenderly, then back in the tussle, and his hand had pulled down the zipper of my dress and slipped into my dress. I am happy with crazy.

Yes, it is true when the harsh reality must be discussed again, especially in front of people where we cannot explain what really happened. But that's okay, HansH and I have enough love for both of us. Such a great love. So, let people say what, what matters is that we are happy. And tonight, in our warm bed, that delicious ginger-flavored creme brulee she put all over my body.

“Hold me now, touch me now. I don’t want to live without you. And I want to fuck you like crazy."