Night Destiny
Clash Together

"Let me master the game" whispered Salsa.

Azka was stunned, she looked at the beautiful face of Salsa who was already misty. Without a sound, the man threw himself beside Salsa as if resigned to what Salsa would do to her.

Slowly, gently and warmly. Such was the touch that Azka felt from Salsa's hand caress. Long time no see, a lot of changes that happened to Salsa. His wife is getting full and beautiful. She looks sexy and aggressive. Who doesn't like it, try it? Azka really enjoyed it.

Azka memekin enjoy when Salsa provides his favorite lollipop service. Azka was made to float even it felt really crazy.

"You're so wild, baby. But I like it."

Salsa smiled, hearing the praise from Azka made her even more excited. Tonight, she's the queen in their hot game.

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Azka kissed Salsa again gently. After their hot game half an hour ago. The two hugged again after cleaning up. Azka was still faithful with her hands hugging her waist. Occasionally his hands also gently stroked Salsa's stomach where their baby was growing there.

"Dear, you know? I got to catch you to Jember. Unfortunately, you're apparently home."

"Really?," asked Salsa as she looked at her husband.

"Hm. I was in the hospital for two days. Maybe out of pity for my condition, Saga finally told me where you were."

Salsa looked back at her husband, "You're in the hospital?."

Seeing the guilty face of his wife, Azka tried to comfort him. "It's not your fault. I am less self-serving. The work in the hotel is not less."

Salsa flirted, she played her ladder in Azka's chest. And Azka knew, Salsa was holding back tears. The man immediately pulled his wife's chin, making Salsa now stare at him. Right, his eyes are already glazed.

"Listen to me. Everything that happened to me yesterday, it wasn't your fault. It's natural you're angry. Because I betrayed your trust. I reneged on our promise. And I deserve punishment, don't I."

Broken, finally the pregnant woman was crying in the chest of the husband. Sensitive, it was also Salsa's attitude that Azka realized. She had heard, pregnant women are mood swing, irritable and sensitive as well. And he understands that.

"Don't cry. If you are sad, our child is sad. You don't want her to be sad, do you?."

Salsa nodded, Azka rubbed the tears flowing in her beautiful cheeks. "Make everything a lesson. Making hasty decisions is not good. And I will also learn from my mistakes, if being honest is the key to a relationship."

Salsa nodded back, "M-sorry. You must have suffered because I left. I plan to go home when our son is born."

Gawking, Azka could not believe what she had just heard. "You're not serious about what you just said, are you, baby?."

Salsa looked at Azka's face, "seriously. I even thought about going back after five years. But yeah, I finally realized after Ms. Karmila gave me a message. I thought the same about you. Evidently, you're a skinny, unkempt skinnier like this."

Fix, can Azka be upset now? I think he wants to scream. This is how it feels to face a pregnant woman, anxious dear.

" But the proof is that you're coming home, now!."

" Yes how. I've missed you, Mommy."

Azka smiled happily,

"But if you remember you lied to me. I think I want to mock you. You can lie and hide everything from me. If you are honest. I don't mind helping the black soybeans" Salsa said with a stir.

"Black soybeans?."

Ok patience. Face everything with a smile. Bathin Azka's.

"Alika, dear. Not Malika," Azka's correction.

"Who's Malika talking about?."

"You," Azka replied with anxiety.

"Whose mouth?."

"You are, baby."

"If I speak, my mouth speaks. It means I like you!."

Azka sighed softly, she smiled with wide teeth as if not holding back the upset. Behind the fun because Salsa is getting aggressive, apparently Salsa is also annoying.

"You're not swearing at me in your heart, are you?."

Azka was flabbergasted, "T-of course not, dear."

"Good indeed. Don't let you curse because you're upset with me."

"You don't make sprains, really. You're even more adorable."

"Really?."

"Of course."

"Duh, love you more. Whose husband is this, very handsome."

Azka chuckled, pregnant women do like to change.

"You love me, don't you?."

Azka looked at Salsa fixedly, "Of course, why ask?."

"If you love me, it means doing anything for me, right?."

"Definitely darling. You tell me to climb the mountain through the valley I'll do it too."

"Ish, like a cartoon dong song."

"Heheh, do you want me to do what the hell?."

"I ...."

"What buyer?."

"You know the mango tree that's behind Dad's house, right?."

"Know. Why?."

"I want to eat mango. And I want your mangoes picked." Glek, Azka gulped her spit rough. Climbing, for all ages he never climbs. "And I want the mango whose fruit grows top!."