My wife's the General's son
Disappointed face

"But what if Mbak Tiara can't accept our marriage this Mas?" I tried asking, and wanted to hear a response from him.

"Whatever it is, I won't let you go!" The resolute return made me even more clueless.

I stood up and took a few steps forward to align my body with her, while I stared at the beautiful moonlight. I looked to the side until our eyes met.

"Mas, you're not going to split up, are you? Because I know you and Ma'am Tiara love each other. Don't sacrifice your happiness..."

"But what about you Dek? How are you feeling?"

As soon as I could not speak, I immediately looked away, I did not dare to look him in the eye, and tried to stay firm before him.

"Don't think of me, Mum. My son and I can be happy without you. Let me give up."

She looked at me so softly, her hands stretched out rubbing my head.

"It's night, you rest!" He immediately went in and left me still riveted. It seems he doesn't want to respond to my words. My tears are coming back, it's hard to keep this feeling even I can't afford to say and admit it.

I wiped away the tears. I can't cry having to be strong. It's all for his good, love won't be this selfish. I don't want to force him to stay with me because his happiness is only with Ma'am Tiara.

I went back in and closed the balcony door, and I saw that he was lying on the bed with his eyes closed. Back my heart pounding. Should I sleep in one bed with him?

Hey, Khanza! He's your husband of course he'll sleep with you. What's wrong?

Yes, I should have taken advantage of this moment of togetherness. My son needs the attention of his father.

Slowly I got on the bed, pulled the blanket slowly and covered my body and body, now we are in the same blanket, I lie down and turn my back.

I tried to calm my heart that was pounding erratically, I hugged the bolster pillow tightly and I closed my eyes hoping it would soon disappear into dreamland.

As I began to fall asleep, a burly hand coiled around my waist. My body feels stiff I can't move things for a moment it feels like my body is petrified.

"Daddy, is he sleeping?" it's in my ears

I just kept quiet did not dare to move, I felt that the body was getting closer so it was not far away. He peeped my head repeatedly, my body was cold hot.

Is this the love of a husband to his wife? Was this just a form of attention he showed his son? But I felt so comfortable in his arms.

It turned out to be this simple to be happy, I was really happy and comfortable. Without me noticing my smiling lips received a gentle treatment from her. I don't care if it's a form of affection for his son, which I obviously feel comfortable with.

I immediately closed my eyes, and it didn't take long for me to be in dreamland. I don't know when she's sleeping, because I don't remember anything else when that burly hand gives me comfort.

***

Geez, why are we so intimate? Where is my shame lost? Totally disgraceful. He must have thought I had deliberately teased him.

Slowly I tried to lower my legs, after which I took off the twists of his hand. However, I was again surprised by his actions that made my heart work abnormal, he was getting stronger hugging so that I could not dwell.

Slowly Mas Yusuf opened his eyes, now that the neutrals we met, our faces were so close that his breath was warm on my face.

Unexpectedly Mas Yusuf kissed my lips, so that my eyes widened perfectly and my body was instantly petrified, It was only a light kiss. However, Mas Yusuf further deepened his soup to become a luma tan. I could only remain silent as his tongue tried to get into my mouth.

"Mas Joseph..." My hissing tried to hold his body so that the attack did not get deeper, I was asleep with the game. I thought he would stop but my call provoked Mas Yusuf even more.

His gaze was so sweet, his lips still silenced my lips, I felt my sleeping pajamas had been exposed upwards, his wide palms rubbing the surface of my flat stomach, I was getting more and more erratic. It seems like Mas Yusuf is burning with the fire of passion that has peaked.

I was almost completely asleep, until I felt the heavy hand of Mas Yusuf begin to feel in my sensitive part, and open the clothes hook da lamku. I feel like this is out of bounds. "Mas Yusuf, stop Mas!"

Instantly his facial expression changed, his flaming passion now seemed to dim just like that. He looked at me with breath still hunting. "Why Deck? Aren't we married, and you're halal for me to touch?" he said with a heavy voice.

I ventured to look at him, as my eyes began to heat up. How could he do it without love. So, should I serve him.

"Because of you, you don't love me. Ii'm sorry... I'm not Ma'am Tiara, I don't want to be lulled by your cradle" I said with tears already dripping.

Mas Yusuf looked at me with a disappointed face and returned to repair my clothes that had started to fall apart. Then he got off the bed and went to the bathroom.

I cried hiding my face behind a pillow, honestly I felt so guilty for having rejected my husband's wishes, but I couldn't do it if he didn't love me, she said, I don't want to when we're in contact he's going to imagine myself as Ma'am Tiara, because he never expressed any feelings for me.

When I was still sobbing, I heard the bathroom door open, and I immediately held the sob. The sound of the closet door opening, it indicates Mas Yusuf will perform dawn prayers.

I was still hiding behind a thick cloth and covered my body completely. It still didn't dare to look at his disappointed face towards me. However, I felt the bed sway and heard the sound of his breathing. I'm getting quiet and not hiding in the blanket.

"Sir, let's get up, pray first." He rubbed my head, slowly pulling the cloth of my body cover down. Back his hand caressed my messy hair. "Let's wake up Deck, the dawn's up."

I immediately wiped away the tears that were still flowing, I slowly raised my face to look at her. He looks like he's smiling flat.

"Mas, I'm sorry..." My tears are back.

"Don't apologize, Dek, you're not wrong, let's get up now." He helped me to sit down, then gently wiped my tears away. I'm getting more guilty, but I can't, because I'm so afraid that my feelings will fall deeper into him.

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