My husband Gemulai
Nue Mode continues

At night had arrived at the minimalist house, Bondan was sitting on the edge of his bed while staring at a picture of his late wife who was holding a small Afika in the back. The smile framed his face as he rubbed the photo.

"You know, Bun, our daughter is happy with her husband. And I hope you're happy up there too."

"I'm sorry I couldn't fulfill your last request. Our daughter is happy with the right person. So, I don't need to get married again, like that one of yours. I'm sorry, I'm selfish but I don't want to wish on my love, Mother. I love you so much whenever." muttered Bondan, while stroking a photo of his late wife who was smiling while holding Little Afika.

Broken hearts all, huh. Bondan's father can't move on. 😆

Bondan put the photo again on the nightstand, then he laid himself on the bed with his arms together, he said, while his eyes looked at the ceiling of his room and not long ago the eyes were closed and began to dive into the dream realm.

While in the other room, Ema and Fika are hugging affectionately on the bed while telling stories about childhood.

"So you've been a tomboy since you were a kid?" Ema asked, and Fika nodded in her Husband's arms.

"But why don't you look like Dad?" Ask Ema again.

"That's because I look like you, only my nature is the same as Dad." Fika replied, while stroking the chest of her husband's plain field.

Ema nodded her head markedly if she understood.

"If you're why are you so gemulai?" Ask Fika. She wanted to know more about her husband. Because for one week they were married the two did not know each other.

But it's a bad bucin, Mak, it's clumsy again. 😆

"Huh." Ema breathed out harshly before she told her bitter past to her wife. Maybe it's time Fika found out all about herself including her past.

Fika smothered her mouth and hugged her husband tightly, knowing the dark past Ema had experienced. Fika could not even believe that Mami Rima was that loot to her own son.

"I can't believe Mami's that nice." Fika, said,

"That's the truth, but now he's regretted what he did and has apologized to me a thousand times." Ema Saying.

"Don't tell me you didn't forgive him?" Ask Fika full of questions.

"Do you think a child can hate his own mother? Yes, even though there is pain in my heart, but I try to forgive Mami." Obviously Ema, immediately welcomed hugs by his wife.

"I'm thankful that you found yourself like an angel who came to save my life." Said Ema, as she kissed his wife's forehead repeatedly gently and affectionately.

"So what's got you interested in me?" Fika asked, in her husband's arms.

"Everything inside you I like." Ema chuckled, making Fika melt her lips.

"Then you're alone, what makes you fall in love with this gleaming, short-lived man." Ask Ema back.

"I don't know either." Fika replied, smiling crisply. Makes Ema anxious and then bites his wife's small ear lobe.

"Aww." Peeked Fika, then rubbed her ear. "You're like a dracula, you know, just bite." Upset Fika.

"If the dracula bites him on the neck like this—" Ema immediately sniffed and bit his wife's neck.

"Ughh Nue." Desaah Fika, when her husband's tongue and lips traced her neck.

"We're trying to secure yuk!"

Nue Moduss mode!!🤣

Pinter is more Nue!! Who the hell is teaching?🤔

Love the support yes. 😘