No. Without you
There's Nothing Wrong.
"Cie cieee.." by ledek Budhe Tini.
Madam Mira just smiled knot.she was worried Anin was hesitant and uncomfortable with the situation now.
"I'm sorry, Ma.." said Anin Lirih.
"Please, Anin.." replied Mrs Mira.
*
In the room...
Akmal and Anin perform the prayer isya' berjama'ah.
Finish praying...
"Aduuhh.." complained Akmal on the edge of his bed.
Anin heard it and approached her.
"Tuhh right..dibilangin recalcitrant.past kecapekan bring paper bag so much.." said Anin.
"Open..my bandage is you know.it feels itchy.when only this morning you change, right." said Akmal looks uncomfortable.
"Please scratch the edge, Aein.maybe the wound starts to dry.so itchy.." pinta Akmal while taking off his shirt.
"Well, let me see first." said Anin painstakingly examining the wound on Akmal's back.
"Open the bandages again ?" ask Anin.
"No need.." replied Akmal.
Then Anin started scratching the skin around Akmal's scar.
"Sshhhh.iya right there is the feeling of the itch.." Akmal said in a soft voice that began to sound unsettling to Anin.
But Anin did not budge.he continued to scratch at Akmal's request.
"Enough.enough,Honey.it's lightening." said Akmal repeated the call 'honey' for the second time.
'Duuhh.Why does this heart feel excited yaa.heard the call was addressed to me from the lips of Mr. Doctor..' Anin said in her heart.
Then Akmal turned his body so that Anin and Akmal were now in a position to face and eroded the distance so close.
But what is different is that Akmal is currently bare-chested.so that the muscles of his arms appear.
But Akmal's hand quickly held his arm.
"Where are you going ? Why ? I deliberately wanted to tempt your faith.....You're getting sultry ? Or start to feel itchy like I feel now ?" akmal asked half a whisper.
"Isshh...bener-bener dehh..ka it seems you need to restock the shame dehh...or do not-don't tend to shame You broke up during the shooting incident the other day.." said Anin trying to brush off Akmal's hand.
"Why should I be ashamed ? I am like this only to you.my legal wife.." - Akmal.
Anindya did not say a word, but her baper soul struggled to hear Akmal's statement just now.
"Gomball..." Anin pretended to be in disbelief, but in her heart she hoped that Akmal's statement was true.
"Simply Allah as a witness." said Akmal then pulled Anindya's hand until now their chests stuck to each other.
The nose of the two men is also now intersecting each other...
And like holding back something.The breath of the two is currently heard hunting each other.
Even Anin could no longer open his eyes.until his forehead formed a crease of pain.
In contrast to Akmal.he looks more rilex and enjoys the game he created himself.
His fingers ran mischievously across Anindya's face.and chose lips as the final port.
While one hand again grabbed Anin's waist.hold with occasional soft squeezing.
"Sir..this is wrong.." lirih Anin is still in the closed eyes.
"There is nothing wrong with religion or the state..." Akmal also said softly and raspingly,
"I mean...You promised not to ask for your rights as a husband before you say ijab qobul again...." Anindya reminded as she gathered strength to open her eyes.
"Just calm down.I still remember that." said Akmal lowered his fingers moved on Anindya's chest.
'Gusti.real as this feels.' Inner Anindya.
"Believe me.I try hard not to overstep the limits.I just want to play a little warm-up with you.." Akmal said in a whispering and heavy voice...her sign is harboring a burning passion.
He gently squeezed the assets belonging to Anindya.
"Shhhhh...!" anindya's shrill voice interspersed with her breathless breath.