My husband belongs to his mother
Among all

A middle-aged man was sitting in a swivel chair, sitting facing a window from which a queue of vehicles was seen on the highway. The man stared far away, with a fist of cigarette smoke he was smoking.

It's been three days that the man has been here. At the downtown hotel, as the man was drowning with his daydream, a pair of tapering hands coiled around his neck.

"Dad, I still want to be here." His whining sounds spoiled.

"Go, haven't I paid you!" the voice was so cold, inversely proportional to his meek-looking face.

"But .." The figure of the woman appears behind the back, a beautiful woman with a body wrapped only by a towel. Her body is very beautiful and ranum, her chest looks quite large, really the size that many women want, unfortunately she is a paid woman who only looks for material by selling d*ri.

"Sahara, go!" press the man who is none other than the father of two men named Rian and Rion.

The woman seemed annoyed by the expulsion of the Benefactor, but could only comply because her work was done.

After the departure of the young woman named Sahara, Dermawan rubbed his face riled. Since morning his mind has not calmed down. Last night he had a dream of meeting the late Riri, the woman who had been his mistress.

For years. The benefactor paid the people to erase all information about the accident that befell the woman, so that her family did not know the truth. In fact, Riri died from pressure from him, an hour before the incident Dermawan had come to Riri in the room occupied by the woman and asked to meet him upstairs. The benefactor was upset that the young woman was telling Rion a story that had to endure everything, the woman suddenly changed her mind to leave their residence because she did not want Rion to be responsible for what she did not do. The dark benefactor of the eyes, the shadow of the destruction of the family made him threaten the woman who was containing the blood of his flesh. A threat that is certainly so powerful to suppress Riri.

After spitting out threats, the benefactor left in haste some of the household assistants were his people, so the benefactor had nothing to worry about. That's why until now the case of Riri's death is not clearly known other than just information if the woman fell down the stairs.

The benefactor loved Rindi so much, Riri's pregnancy for her was just a mistake. Riri who stained him first, reintroducing fresh young leaves that now make it addictive to commit the sin.

*****

"You .." Rubiah's hoarse voice held back the cries and also the disappointment. He thought the one who visited him was Hamdan, but it turned out to be Ayenir.

The woman sat down before Rubiah, offering a parcel containing food and some new clothes.

"Mom how are you?" ask her softly. Ayenir scanned her mother-in-law's pathetic-looking appearance, the woman's heart was filled.

"Where's Hamdan?" it was unexpected that Rubiah chose to ask Hamdan. The woman wiped away her tears, regret suddenly whacking her heart. Although he fooled Hamdan many times, the man was so easy to forgive him, Hamdan had a great sense of devotion that much sacrificed happiness.

Recalling that, Rubiah regretted, how good Hamdan was to him, Hamdan was so devoted, even the love and affection of the child exceeded the love of a biological child. Why is it that after this he just realized? When it's too late and everything will never come back the same.

****

Joya's heart pounded even faster, as she saw the man smiling sweetly at her.

Deg

Deg

Desperately, Joya turned to the mirror looking at her stupid reflection in the mirror, her face flushed suddenly.

'I've gone crazy' her screams inwardly.

Joya's mind laughed, suddenly she was nervous fearing that there was reproach on her, on her body on her face, even on her armpits. Joya's reflexes raised her hand to make sure that the desert was bare and that not the rest of the grassroots stuff was there. And Joya was relieved when she saw that the fold was clean smooth and fragrant.

Joya continued to pass on all the detailed parts of her body, to the point of not realizing a pair of sturdy hands had hugged her waist.

"Pretty."

The deg!

Typical heavy sound. Slowly but surely Joya's heartbeat is back in the craze. With such a sweet and beautiful smile, who could resist his charm? Joya fluttered as her husband hugged her so tightly from behind, with the man wearing no clothes on his athletic body.

Joya glances at the mirror and finds a reflection of Rion whose face is reddened, it makes Joya fixated on the charm again and again. Making Joya realize that basically Rion is a shy guy with handsome looks that make her fall in love.

Rion's face drew closer to Joya's face, causing Joya to close her eyes, but until a while nothing happened made Joya peek at what the man was doing.

Joya opened her eyes slowly and found Rion who kept looking at her in silence . Suddenly Rion held onto Joya's body which was stiff because of surprise, Rion laid Joya's body gently on the mattress. Rion crawled on top of Joya's body resting his hands on the left right side of Joya's head.

Their eyes locked onto each other, Joya looked at her husband wistfully and respectfully. Seeing that Rion lowered his body without distance, sticking his head on Joya's chest that was beating fast, Joya also immediately hugged him without hesitation.

Joya's small hands slowly began to move through Rion's burly chest. Moves further, until it feels impossible to tell further what the Husband - Wife does if the woman's hand touches many things on the body of her man.

It's love, a different love, that Rion never got before. Two lonely humans who finally united God with the common thread of destiny.

Rion grabs Joya's hand to be pointed at her lips, in Joya's heart praising Rion's patience, Rion does not force the will he wants even though Joya can feel something that already wants to explode there.

"O my wife Joya, now the truth about me you know, right now, right now, are you happy if I ask for my rights? And give an inner living to you that can't be fulfilled all this time?" The voice was so soft, polite speech and it sounded like poetry in Joya's hearing.

"Maos ..." Joya's tears flowed, unexpectedly at the young and even inexperienced age of Rion but it turned out to have such gentle thoughts. It was not like a request sentence, but it sounded like an invitation that Joya had been waiting for.