My ex-Ipar Candidate
Wounds and Healers (Sexigent)
Jerit Radha made Gian undo his intentions, he was too far away and did not even recognize himself. The wife's cries that really became more to make Gian stopped, restrained and now he let go of Radha slowly.
"Pardon me, Ra, brother is too far away."
Gian tries to withstand the turmoil in him, aware that what he did can cause trauma in Radha later. Gian bit his lips firmly and now moved to the side of his wife, hugging tightly and stroking Radha's shoulders which now looked innocent.
"Oh my God, what are you doing, Gian."
Regretfully rebelled, why he even turned like a sexual offender who was forcing his victims. In his arms, Radha was as excited and breathing was still not as good as it should be.
"I'm sorry, brother, darling."
Slowly Radha began to calm down, only her sobs still sounded even though not too sad as before. Gian can say nothing but sorry, his intention was to anger Radha only to make her deterred, not traumatized.
The man was about to grab a blanket to wrap his wife's tiny body, for a moment the man pulled the corner of his lips while Radha's fingers were still holding his shirt. Even though Gian is that violent, Radha still thinks he's the one who can protect her.
"Behold, Ra," he said, understanding that he won't be long.
Gian again calmed his wife with that warm and gentle hug, under these circumstances his ego should be completely restrained. The sad face that is now closed but Gian knows the woman has not slept, he kissed his smooth cheeks that feel cold because too much in the tears.
"Sleep, brother will not hurt you," he said softly staring at the thick lips of the wife who had been hurt.
"Still sick?"
He asked as he gently touched Radha's lips with his left fingers, a slow nod of his wife was the most painful answer that made him feel guilty overwhelming.
"You want to reply?"
The speech was indeed he said so that Radha can avenge his pain, not mode because he wanted to get other things. Radha shook her head, her breathing was now calmer and slowly drifting in in a bow.
Gian wants to move on, the thing that he has to finish this could be going to make him a headache. Just about to get up, Radha tightened her hands, since earlier she changed the grip on the shirt into an embrace on the body of her husband.
"Don't go, Brother."
Gian slashed, it seems clear if Radha is indeed afraid. In fact it is true, the phrase wound and healer in one time is true. Radha has no other shelter at the moment except for him, and Radha only asks Gian to remain beside her.
"In a moment, honey, brother won't be long."
Trying to ask for Radha's understanding, he needs immediate release but his prey makes him heartless. Radha opened her eyes slowly, trying to stare at her husband's bead, which she did not recognize a moment ago.
"Why? You wanna come?"
"Son can't stay here?"
Gian closed his eyes, "Radha stopped luring me," his mind held back its tightness. The woman now sat down and pulled her blanket up to her neck, not out of sheer fear but indeed embarrassment of being in control.
"Can't you, you want Big Brother crazy again?"
Radha shook her head, she fell silent as she stared fixedly at the chaotic face of her husband who was trying to cover so calmly but still clearly.
"No, well I'll wait."
While staring around the room, Radha allowed Gian's steps to go where. The man breathed a heavy sigh, even the eyes were so afraid to look at the corner of the room, even though what made him afraid he could not escape, the inner Gian so naturally.
Unable to hold on any longer, Gian made his way to the bathroom at his lightning speed. He will finish it all himself without hurting his wife.
"Why was he that long?"
Almost an hour Radha waited, now the room was rearranged as before. The equipment was scattered everywhere because of the hands of Gian. It remains he thinks how his fate tomorrow, his skirt is only one in this house, while it can no longer be saved.
"Huft, you crazy son of a bitch."
Radha looked at her reflection from the big mirror, it was incredible. His lips have been confirmed wounds and will certainly be thrush for weeks, he thought.
"Awww, peri, Pa."
The complaint he used to give to his Papa is now back spoken, although from the manicure the sadness was again revealed. Radha now turns to comb her hair, Gian actually managed to make her like a lion.
"Nothing like this, God."
He wants to wash his hair as simple as possible, his clothes are now only wearing a temporary t-shirt because he has not yet taken a shower. And the sweat that soaked in his body was enough to make him uncomfortable and uncomfortable.
Chequelek
Radha stopped her movements, the sound of the bathroom door was making her attention switch. The husband now appears from there with a towel covering his hips to his knees.
"Ra?"
Gian approached his wife while rubbing her hair with a small towel in his hand. Standing beside Radha who was now still busy with her black mane.
"Why are you here?"
He pulled the corner of his lips, his wife still looked scared to see him. Maybe he thought of the crazy thing he did. Gian took over what Radha did, piggybacking his wife's hair with skills that were even worse than that of an elementary school kid.
Time and time again, the thing that should have been finished was getting longer and longer. His face looked irritated because Radha's hair was not neat. Until he tied her origin and made Radha sigh violently.
"Eeeits, don't change."
He held off Radha's fingers who wanted to dismantle his masterpiece. The man is not willing if his efforts must take over Radha.
"Prepare my clothes there," he said pushing slowly Radha's shoulder to immediately prepare her clothes.
It was real really as he pleased, so quickly Gian changed. Radha was still watching the man's movements in front of the glass. Still, he did not expect that the man could go crazy more than what was in his shadow.
"This, Brother."
"Thank you, don't duck .. I'm not your boss."
Radha raised her face, the man looked at her so deeply with the warm smile he gave. Understand correctly it is Gian's attempt to apologize in real terms to him.
"Mandi, Ra, but don't take too long."
Without saying Radha only replied to him with a small nod accompanied by a brief smile. Gian did not take his eyes off the back of Radha who is now away from him.
"Patience, Gian, wait a while longer."
Looking at him, Gian smiled so deeply. Sighing in relief, he was grateful to be able to hold back before it completely damaged Radha's mentality.
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