
"You said it wasn't your dream wedding, why, honey?" Raka hugged Nayra affectionately from behind, she inhaled the sweet scent that emanated from the wife's body. "Aren't you happy to be married to me?" raka asked, even the voice of the man sounded a spoiled whine.
"I never dreamed of marrying my sister's husband"
"Dam!" Raka interjected, not wanting the words to be spoken again from Nayra's lips.
Currently the two were already in the room that they had occupied together, but the atmosphere felt very different from his usual let alone because this room was in the decoration worthy of his bridal room.
With white sheets, a sprinkling of fresh flowers, candles in some corners of the room and a dim light lamp.
"When I love you so much, Nayra, this is my dream." Raka kissed Nayra's neck, making the woman moan.
"I love you too, Raka," said Nayra who immediately made both eyes glare perfectly.
He immediately turned his wife's body to face her. "Tell me one more time, dear," pinta Raka with a sparkling face.
Nayra confesses to Raka's cheeks, stroking her jaws slightly at growing fine hairs. Add a sexy and masculine impression from the husband.
"I love you, Raka." Nayra said full of emphasis, sincerity and seriousness.
Raka's heart pounded, her heart flowered to hear the expression of the love of the wife that he always waited for.
"I love you so much" Nayra repeated with a sweet smile.
"Why not before, hm?" Raka pulled the hand of Nayra who was still faithfully stroking her cheek, she kissed Nayra's palm with affection many times. "I'm always waiting in every breath, baby."
Nayra was filled to hear the expression of Raka's heart that had always been like that, how could she refuse the love of a man like him?
"Let's know, there are still some burdens in my heart until I can't express my feelings clearly, Raka," Nayra said truthfully.
The burden that he kept in his heart was indeed very heavy, to the point of preventing him from saying the word love to Raka. In fact, all this time Nayra's treatment has shown how much she loves and needs Raka. However, the words of love remain unable to say because there is still guilt towards both his parents and his older brother.
But now everything is so much better. The blessing light from his family has begun to rise even though it is not so clear.
"I know, I understand how you feel" said Raka.
Yeah, as always. The man will always understand Nayra's feelings. Will always understand what the woman is keeping.
"Now everything's much better, hm?" Raka stroked Nayra's cheek gently, slowly touching Nayra's lips which she had kissed several times but she never felt satisfied and bored.
"Honey, I really want it now," said Raka in a voice that sounded raucous. "I almost died holding her back all this time" she said grimacingly. The man's face had changed, even his gaze was starting to look soft and foggy.
While Nayra can only look down embarrassed, even though she is not a virgin even she has long lived with Raka worthy of her husband and she is now pregnant, it still feels different. There was an unusual sigh in his heart.
"Did you ever want me?" ask Nayra, either out of curiosity \ or just plain flirting.
"Never, but always." Raka frowned, as if holding something back. In fact, the man's breath was already hunting imagining he would re-create with Nayra. This time in very different circumstances, as a married couple who love each other.
"Then why don't you ever do that? I've been with you all this time." Nayra's statement made Raka a little surprised.
"Are you going to let me?" asked Raka in a low voice.
Wanna fuck?
Of course Nayra had wanted it several times because of her pregnancy hormone boost and maybe she would have given it if Raka asked. However, of course he can't show it or Raka will think badly about it.
"I really want it, honey, but I don't dare to ask you to make love.I'm afraid later you think I only attach importance to desire," said Raka who made Nayra back full.
"You love me so much, hm?" Nayra pulled Raka's face and then blurted her husband's lips without permission.
At first Raka was surprised by the sudden attack, especially so far Nayra had never done it. However, of course Raka would not waste an opportunity like this.
One hand of Raka pulls Nayra's waist, pressing the woman's body against her body while the other hand presses Nayra's nape to deepen her kiss.
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Naura was unable to stem her tears from seeing the wedding photos of Raka and Nayra posted on the social media account of Bu Mita.
Naura doesn't know if the tears were to vent her heartache on Raka or was moved because Nayra was wearing the dress she sent for her.
In fact, there is one photo of Nayra facing the mirror while holding the dress she was wearing. It was as if Nayra liked the dress very much.
"Ck!" Naura clucked irritatedly, she threw her cell phone then crawled up onto the bed.
The beginning of Nayra's life is the end of everything for Naura, the end of her hope to return to Raka. The end of all wishful thinking to be happy together with the man he loved so much up to this very second.
In fact, maybe this is the end of his fraternity with Nayra.
Naura took a pillow, she covered her own face then shouted as loud as possible to vent anything that made her chest now feel so tight.
Naura was crying so hard under the pillow, she screamed with all her might. It was as if her tears and the sound of her screams could carry away her wounds.
...🦋...
While on the other hand, Raka and Nayra are now engrossed in love. Uniting in the feeling of love and passion so deep and passionate, both of them feel free, the burden has been lifted.
The two of them no longer hesitate to express love through the touch of hands, lips, and the sound of moaning and friendly moans from both of them.
Their souls were fused perfectly, like the obedience of their bodies that were now bathed in sweat and shiny even though the AC room was fused.
The two of them stared at each other lovingly as well as passion which mixed into one. Their breaths were panting, hunting and they were smiling full of satisfaction.
"I love you, baby, I love you so much." The expression love never forgets Raka said every time he entered the wife, slowly but can make Nayra float.
"I love you, Raka, honey."
...🦋
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