
Rania breaks her body on the sofa in Logan's room. Balcony doors are wide open. The wind of the night stroked all over Rania. But Rania was too preoccupied with her thoughts, the piercing cold she didn't even care about. His face is still sour. He remembered Kimberly's words. Maybe the woman asked that frontal question. But you can't blame. Many people ask the same thing. Just not brave enough to say it in front of Logan.
It really bothers Rania.
"What, again? This is a very closed door. You're in the wind again." Without Rania realizing Logan was beside her after she had just made pregnant mother's milk for Rania.
"Don't you, Mas. The sky is good, see so many stars." Logan's room located on the 3rd floor makes the dense star-studded night sky so it looks very clear from where Rania sits.
"Yes, you drink milk first." Logan thrusts a glass of milk at Rania. Soon Rania drank it while thanking Logan who made it. Though Logan could ask Bi Ninah to make it. But he prefers to make it himself.
Logan went to walk in closet and took a thick sweater and a blanket for his wife. The night was much colder than usual.
"Yes, you wear a sweater." Logan painstakingly put a sweater on Rania. Also enveloped Rania with the blanket she was carrying.
"False, Mas. " Rania is a little cold.
"Your eyes are cold gini." Logan grabbed onto Rania's two hands and rubbed them with both hands.
Rania was stunned to see the attention of her husband.
Rania kisses Logan's lips. Logan is misbehaved while continuing to rub Rania's hands.
"Why, Honey?" logan asked, unable to hold the tip of his lips that were pulled upwards.
Rania smiled then put her lips back on Logan and kissed him intensely. The cool night atmosphere does support to 'warm the body'.
"Hugs, Mas. It's cold." Rania sulking.
Logan immediately grabbed the wife's body into his arms. Rania wrapped her hands around Logan's waist.
"Mas.. "
"hmm?"
"It's okay the same thing that was asked about Mas earlier?"
"Who? Kim's? He's his son's a mash-ceplos, who. Don't be too scared."
"Other people seem to want the same name. Just don't dare to go straight with me."
"I'm okay, Yang. Let someone else think what. I'm not very nanggepin. It's my life it's up to me."
"But what I told Kim was real?"
"really. I am ready for a young marriage. Even after yesterday we were separated, I thought a lot, Yang. Honestly, I often think the truth why the hell I want to marry you. But it turned out to be the best decision I've ever made."
"As sure as that?" Rania looked up at the face of Logan she was holding.
Logan nodded steadily, "Yes, Yang. You yourself know I easily kerang*ng same to you. I can never be satisfied to touch you. Try Bayangin if we do not marry. The events of time in the pool at that time will often be repeated. I can't touch you. Not to mention protection from papa."
Rania agreed with that. Logan was never satisfied to touch him. Even every day before Logan gets home from work, Rania has to finish all the homework. Because after Logan came home he had to serve the husband sometimes until late at night. They take a break for dinner, and after the power is replenished Logan again attacks Rania. It is often like that, especially if Logan has nothing urgent about his job.
That's Logan to Rania.
"Your son, who is older than me, does not say anything to me. Everything happens at the right time and at the right time. Even our children are present at the right time."
Rania smiled in disbelief, "Does she? I can't believe you said that."
"It's okay you can't believe me yet, Yang. But clearly, I was fully aware. Everything that happens in my life should be like that."
"When did you become this mature?" Rania herself still could not believe it.
"From the first time." said Logan while peeping the head of Rania who was still leaning against him.
They were silent for a while enjoying a warm embrace in the middle of the cold Bandung at night.
Suddenly Rania grabbed Logan's hand and touched it to his chest. Logan was a little shocked by what Rania was doing.
"Which..?"
"Today I haven't cleaned up. It has to be taken every day to get out."
Those meaningful words made Logan's face flushed to the ears.
Logan cleared his throat, "My wife is out again. Make me nervous."
Loganpun immediately devoured Rania's lips as a warm-up. Hasr*t they're both unstoppable. But many times Logan's common sense warned him, now he must play safe and soft. Can't use a hundred percent of his power. It could be dangerous, so his mind always said.
While continuing to make out Logan raised Rania's body, carrying it, headed to the bed. Slowly he laid Rania there and covered their bodies.
Rania begins to mend*sah delicacy when Logan danced his tongue at the top of his, also memis*pnya constantly. While Logan's other hand mem*lin the other peak. That activity is longer Logan do, because there is another purpose is to make the peak higher until later ready to be given to the prospective baby.
Until a while Rania reached the peak of her enjoyment faster. He squeezes Logan's back hair, channeling an overwhelming taste that suddenly comes across his lower body.
"Yes? Uhhuh?" logan asked slightly dumbfounded, "I haven't even held down you yet."
Rania smiled shyly. "You can't stand it, Mom."
"You want to continue but right?" ask Logan.
"Usually, too, has it never been before?"
"Now your condition is different. You are afraid that you are lemes. I'm okay if you're cape. "
Become very ignorant of this Logan now. Even though he never cared about Rania who was tired of balancing it which was difficult to feel satisfied.
"No, Mas. I can still, though." Rania smiles mischievously and starts touching Logan's core body which is still hiding behind his sweat pants.
Logan is getting more and more*ngsang. Though he had tried to fortify himself in order to resist his wishes. But the defense collapsed because Rania just turned on the green light for him.
That night they did it again. Full of gentleness and caution. Logan was still satisfied. Blissfully. Also in her eyes now, Rania with her innocent body, showed her slightly enlarged stomach, making her look more beautiful than usual.