Night Destiny
Inspiration

Salwa looked at Mama with a dislike look on her face. In the past, the woman was the most supportive of her relationship with Azka. In fact, Anya is also the most enthusiastic about preparing for their marriage. Why is he against it now.

"Mama changed. It used to be Mama who was the most supportive of our relationship!."

Anya looked at her daughter, "It used to be and now is different, Sal. It's not the same anymore!."

"Yes, Ma. Before and now it makes no difference. Azka was my lover, my fiancee and tomorrow she will be my husband!."

Anya shook her head, "You want to be the destroyer of people's households? You want to be stamped as an actor? No Sal, Mama will not let you do that!," Anya said firmly.

Salwa looked at Mama cynically, "I'm an actor? Then what is the proper name I attach to that woman? He is the one who ruined our relationship. Him, Ma is not me. Why is it as if I'm the wrong one here!."

"Don't be stubborn!! Azka is married, already has a wife. You should not expect a married man. Ikhlaskan Azka with his wife."

"I can't. Taking Azka off is the same as letting her go. Azka married the woman because she was forced to. Besides, it's not necessarily Azka's child. Or, she accidentally made herself miscarry for fear that her secret would be exposed!."

"You've gone too far, Sal. How can you have such a thought? No mother would kill her own child!."

"Why not? Many people do things to achieve their goals! Just give her body she can, why not kill her son?."

"God!!."

Plaques

Salwa was flabbergasted as well as Danar who had just arrived at home.

"Mama slapped me in defense of your woman*that's arahan?."

"That's because your words have gone too far!."

Danar approached the two women he loved, "What's the matter, why did you slap Salwa?."

Anya looked at Danar intently, "Ask your daughter!. Look at the consequences of your habit that always spoils him. Your education left her with no sympathy to even be a stubborn woman. He's exactly like you, selfish!!." Anya left them that way.

Danar approached Salwa who was still holding her cheek. " What's up, baby. Why did Mama slap you?."

Salwa hugged Danar, shed all her tears on the boat there Dad. Since childhood, Danar has always spoiled his daughter. Whatever Salwa wants, the man will give. That is what makes Salwa a spoiled and stubborn person.

"I'm not wrong, Pa. I'm just saying what I think is right. But Mama didn't accept it. M-mama was defending that woman? He even slapped me for that woman!."

"Which woman do you mean?."

"Salvene!."

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"I'm full!" refused Salsa

"One more time."

"From now on one more time. I'm really full!."

Salsa pursed her lips and it made Akza chuckle softly.

Cup

Salsa's eyes glared perfectly, what just happened? Did Azka snatch her lips?.

"Can't you? Aren't you mine?."

Salsa was glaring, her face flushed red with embarrassment "Hahaha, you are so funny. Just kissed you've been flushed. What if I do something more?."

The woman looked at Azka sharply, "You pervert!."

"Essum with his own wife what's wrong? I'll just kiss you," he said casually

"But you surprised me!," said Salsa sulking.

"Have not frowned so, I wanted to see more of your lips forward so. Now drink first, then take the medicine!."

Salsa snatched, but he complied. After taking the medicine, he returned to his body.

"When can I go home? I don't like being here!."

"Why do you want to go home?."

"Home atmosphere is more pleasant. There's Mommy, Dad and the others too!."

"Oh, I guess you can't wait to be alone with me!," Azka said laughing.

"Where is. It's just in your imagination!."

Azka chuckled, "Can shear a little?."

Salsa frowned, "W-What do you want?."

"Don't fuck off first. I just want to fall over while hugging my wife. Can't it? This bed is enough for both of us."

With Salsa forced to shift her body, "Be careful of the infusion hose."

A nervous feeling enveloped Salsa. It was so awkward to be this close to Azka. Although they were husband and wife, this was the first time they had this intimate apart from hugging.

"Your heart is beating fast" Azka chirped.

Salsa turned her head, their faces so close that even their noses touched. The woman turned her face away from nervousness. Azka took the wife's hand, carrying it towards her chest.

"You can feel it, right? My heart is beating fast too!."

They stared at each other, the two of them locked onto each other. Azka smiled gently, a smile that Salsa thought was very sweet.

"You're beautiful!."

The woman blushed, her face flushed again. "And I like your face like this!" Azka gently stroked Salsa's face. "We will live happily after this, starting everything from scratch. You want to be by my side no matter what?."

Salsa nodded, "Thank you. I promise I will always make you happy!."

Azka hugged his wife's body, carrying that face to lean on her chest. "Sleep, you have to rest a lot. If your condition gets better. The doctor said, you can go home tomorrow!."

"really?."

"certain. You can't wait to go home, can you?."

Salsa nodded, "Account alike. I can't wait to get home!."

"Why?" asked Salsa curiously.

"Of course to be alone with you!."