My wife, Dhia
Free, It Won't Work

Dirga opened his eyes, sighing long while stretching his muscles to be more relaxed. But a moment later he gasped, when he saw his athletic body was plain, and only covered by a thick dark blanket.

He turned to look at Dhia, but the girl had already woken up. Dirga was accidentally glued to fresh blood spots that had almost dried on white sheets.

"Gosh, what have I done?"lirih Dirga slowly while restoring her hair slowly. Recalling last night's incident, about the unusual heat that made her sparkle uncontrollably.

"Mas .. it was hot." Dhia's voice choked."I'm not strong."

Said Dhia at that time, who was about to enter the bathroom, intending to water his entire body with water, so that the heat was immediately extinguished. But at the same time Dirga suddenly pulled the girl's hand, until Dhia staggered forward to hit her chest that was plain undressed.

"Free .. It won't work" said Dirga slowly, as her hands hugged the girl's waist and back, she stared at meu at Dhia's eyeballs. The same gaze as her, was laden with an unstoppable look of passion.

Dhia's body trembled, her chest moving up and down like it was trying to resist passion. Dirga knew that, a second later the man immediately threw the unification on Dhia's open lips.

Dhia immediately greeted him. As if both were unconscious as if thirsty. Playing soft yet passionate, both of them simply did not want to miss every inch of embedded sweetness, while both of their hands moved up and down, rubbing each curve of the body that delivers warmth to each body.

While the hands of the two did not stop squeezing each other, and fingered, without removing the linkage, Dirga guided the tiny body of Dhia to lie on the bed. He had to take off the sea, trying to scoop a little oxygen in the middle of their breath that stung. Then start again accompanied by hands that move in a hurry, open one by one the pajama buttons the girl, then throw it in any direction.

In that instant, the dense mound wrapped in the red brucat bra, was immediately exposed. It was a contrast to the white body of the girl. With impatience, Dirga opened it.

Dirga's blood rippled, his breath hunting. A sense that has been buried so far adds to the turmoil of passion increasingly becoming. Dhia immediately gasped, as one of her solid meat was crushed and kneaded. His body squirms, his eyes closed, while biting his lips feel and enjoy something that tickles gently on his body.

"Maos ..."

Lirih Dhia was still closed, his hands clutching Dirga's shoulders with his chest that continued to move up and down. Something was open at the bottom of his body, when something hard and standing touched it.

"Maas ...."

Dhia squirms, her saliva chokes, and looks at Dirga with her eyes now open.

Rintihan Dhia seemed to make Dirga understand. The same thing with him, he could not stand the heat that was getting worse. He went down a little, to remove the pants that still covered half the girl's body. While he had already thrown all the clothes that had been attached to his body.

Dirga kissed Dhia's lips gently again, and switched to the two solid objects that were now plain unclouded. Dhia is back to enjoying.

"I'll do it."

Lirih Dirga slowly, then advanced his thing that had hardened, towards Dhia's already wet, like he was ready to have.

"Aaaaakhs!"

Dhia shrieked with wide eyes. His body stiffened instantly, as he felt something hard barging in on the lower half of his body. Even a clear thread, dripping from the corner of his eye, something torn that gives a very intense pain.

In contrast to Dirga, the desire of the man increasingly thrashed uncontrollably. The feeling of heat increasingly dominates him, until he does not realize Dhia who is in pain.

Slowly Dirga pedaling. Occasionally the girl again screamed, but lapse then no longer heard, changing with ******* quietly when it was felt to start enjoying.

Dirga further accelerated his paddling, when he felt his object being pinched like he was going to do a release. Moments later Dirga heard growling, both bodies stiffening, feeling something gushing warm inside. Seiiring sweat that poured, both drooped on the bed with a sharp breath.

That night became the night of the unification of the bodies of two unexpected people. Love whispers between the two, hopefully one day, the heart and the world will admit it too.

The bathroom door is open. Dirga immediately turned his head, he saw Dhia who was currently standing wearing a bathrobe and hair wrapped in a white towel.

The girl was acting awkward.

"You ... Just woke up, Mom?"

Dirga did not answer. He immediately stood up while wrapped around the thick blanket to cover half of his plain body.

"Dhia .. I, I .. apologize. Last night, I ... was completely out of control."

"You don't need to apologize, Mas .. Isn't that supposed to be a long time ago?"

"You are my husband, Mas .. You have the right to do so."Dhia smiled faintly.

Dirga was silent for a moment.

"I must have hurt you last night. I'm sorry."

Dirga's voice sounded heavy.

Dhia was unmoved, but then the corners of her lips carved out a thin smile. Undeniably, the pain was even now still felt. Last night, her husband was a little excited. But Dhia could understand that. Although to be honest, he expects a romantic first night, full of awareness and tenderness. But the glass of drink they drank last night, became the cause of the unexpected puddle of passion between the two.

"It's okay, Mas .. I understand."

Smiling a thin smile back.

The atmosphere of silence returned, until awkwardness visited both.

"Me, take a shower" said Dirga at last.

Dhia nodded slowly.

"Oh, yes ..."Dirga turned back when he stepped. Suddenly, Dhia turned back with a questionable look.

"The shoes are bleeding."chicit Dirga softly."Don't forget to replace, yes ..."

"Yes, Mum." Dhia's face immediately flushed in embarrassment.

"Mbak Dhia same Mas Dirga feel at home in the room."Wiwik laughed giggling.

"From yesterday-yester selling expensive, anyway. It's so loud, new, collectible .. instantly forget to get out of the room floor."Wiwik again giggled.

"Try if I'm married to Mas Gio."A smiling Wiwik imagines his first night with Gio, but strangely, the first night in his shadow, actually displays the face of Doddy who is smiling flirtatiously to him. Just contact Wiwik jerked.

"Kok Doddy anyway, who's a nongol?"Wiwik.

"Not in the imagination, not in the real world, he's a nongolian. My whole!"Wiwik pursed his lips.

The sound of a step down the stairs made Wiwik turn his head."Uh, Ms Dhia ... Just woke up, Ma'am? That's her face really, why?"tanya Wiwik without sin.

Dhia's not sleeping, is she? continue ... Where's the Dirga?"

"Mas Dirga is still ready to go to the office."

"Oh that ... Madam Dhia wants breakfast now? Wiwik has made his favorite fried rice Mbak Dhia, the same milk as well."

Milk?

Apparently the word milk makes Dhia again remembered by the incident last night. A drink that seemed to be the source of the splash, which managed to inflame the unusual heat within the bodies of the two last night.

"Wik ..." call Dhia flat.

"Yes, Mommy?"

"I want to ask you something, but I'm asking you to be honest."

"That drink you made last night, what drink?"dhia asked with a probing look.

Wiwik was quiet, but finally made a sound.

"Mbak Dhia nanya what, anyway? it was clearly a white drink. It means milk. Yes, flour water, Mommy?"

Dhia sighed softly."Yeah, Wik .. I know, it's milk. I mean, that's the milk you love?"

Wiwik gulped as he stood dumbstruck."E .. anu, Ma'am .... Wiwik will say. But before Wiwik asked help Madam Dhia not to be angry, yes ...."

Dhia was silent, patiently waiting for Wiwik to explain immediately.

"That's a passion-stimulating drink, Ma'am." said Wiwik in a soft voice.

Sontak Dhia instantly widened her eyes.

"But Wiwik told Mbak, same Buk Rossa."

This time Dhia was growing in disbelief.

"Mama?"

"Y-yes, Ma'am. Ma'am Dhia don't be angry, yes .. don't tell Mas Dirga too."

Dhia sighed in disbelief.

Oh my goodness ... Mama is-there, deh.

Currently, Dirga and Dhia eat breakfast together. The two were silent, though occasionally glancing at each other from the tail of each eye.

It became a big question by Wiwik who was currently standing near the stove while pretending to wipe something.

This was actually last night Wiwik's plan as Buk Rossa was a success, wasn't it, anyway? Kok Mbak Dhia same Mas Dirga kayak still fighting it. There is no romance at all.

"Geek!"call Dirga out loud enough to make the woman aghast.

"Yes, Mom."

"Here you are."

Dirga threw a sharp look.

Wiwik approached while gulping nervously.

"Now you pack your clothes, and get out of this Penthouse."

"You I fired." silenced Dirga without looking.

Wiwik. His face changed.

So did Dhia, the woman saw Dirga in disbelief.

"Don't you think I don't know what you've done." continued Dirga again.

"W-wiwik apologizes, Mas Dirga."

Wiwik slowly.