Sacred In Stain
I'm yours

Chapter 99. I'm yours

Was Yudhis angry that his bride had gone to bed first? Backed and insensitive?

Of course not, because their marriage situation was clearly not like in general, just a little annoyed and it was natural. Considering that Khalisa also did not know about other reasons for Yudhis decision to marry him, Yudhis did not necessarily insist on their first night after being legally a halal couple even though he was entitled.

Khalisa may be a widow. Ever married even have children even though he was so young. However, because this marriage occurred not based on two passionate feelings put together, Yudhis deeply understood Khalisa's current reaction.

Although he has full rights over Khalisa now, Yudhis does not want to force. Determined to fight for his love more persistently from this moment, guiding and telling stage by stage until Khalisa understand and he clearly revealed his sense.

Yudhis did not want to force to meld in the fulfillment of his inner life with the woman he loved again halal for him even though he wanted to because he was a normal man. Because Yudhis wanted that moment to happen, his noble woman volunteered to open herself up for him, willing to be touched, not just the union of two bodies.

Although the degree of her embracing and cuddling on this bridal night is higher than Mount Semeru, but the heartfelt affection that surrounds her is superior, so that the strange acts of Khalisa on the first night even invite kekeh slowly, made anxious and increasingly dear.

Making sure that Khalisa had completely fallen asleep, Yudhis put away the bolster that was separating the mattress area slowly and dragged his body closer. Intending to steal the opportunity while Khalisa sleeps, after all they have halal touch. Just wanted to hug her for the night and that was enough for her.

“Why did you collapse the edge once? How about falling!” his grunts softly when he found Khalisa was lying very late asleep.

Looping his arms to Khalisa's slender belly, Yudhis pulled Khalisa's body gently so as not to get too sidelined.

“And if you know, honestly this hurts because it has to hold back the already awakened,” he said as he chuckled softly, laughing at himself.

Yudhis felt at home for a long time observing the deep face of Khalisa who was getting more beautiful just hit by the dim bias of the room. And for this one temptation Yudhis could not resist, further bowing his face and landing a long kiss on Khalisa's cheek.

Spreading the blanket for the two of them, Yudhis positioned himself more down docked to Khalisa's back. With one hand hugging, Yudhis curled up on the soft, warm back with both corners of his lips drawn upwards issuing dimples to his cheeks. While adjusting his breath so that he remains in control, do not forget to read do’a and short surah that is usually practiced before going to bed.

“Good sleep, Unda Darling,” murmur full of love before finally Yudhis drowned hugged the souvenir very soundly, defeated by the tired of the body all day, so that sleepiness more mastered than the urge of instinct.

*****

Yudhis folded his forehead faintly, when his sleep was disturbed and awake, his eyes were forced open still in the dark night atmosphere at some time. She was immediately presented with a view of Khalisa who was looking at her very close, even her hijab had been opened, leaving her beautiful black mane free.

“Khal, since when did you wake up?” ask Yudhis.

“Wait for me to wake up? What's wrong?” Yudhis who was still covered in sleepiness did not understand.

Khalisa brought the face closer. “Wait for our first night,” whispered into Yudhis ear until his warm breath swept there, making Yudhis bristled like a shock of electricity, especially now that Khalisa was so close to eroding the distance.

“Huh? First night?” Jakun Yudhis was going up and down erratically.

“Yes, isn't this our bridal night? As Brother said before I went to sleep, we are now husband and wife,” his great-granddaughter blushed, then bravely Khalisa landed her pomegranate red lips kissed the beetle's lips.

Yudhis was surprised not to play until his heartbeat seemed to stop. Didn't expect Khalisa's sudden reaction like this. Especially when he lowered his gaze, Yudhis was made to gasp violently, it turned out that not only was Khalisa's veil opened, but when the blanket was revealed, she said, behind the wide warm cloth Khalisa only use one inner stel without clothes in a position so docked to him.

Instantly, the breath of Yudhis roared in hunting, rolled by the lunge of the awakened instincts more powerful than ever. “Khal, i-this?”

Khalisa grabbed one of Yudhis hands and placed it right on his chest. With a longing gaze Khalisa said, “Am I not yours now?”

Yudhis gulped to moisten his throat suddenly. “Can?” Yudhis was still worried, not immediately crashing.

Khalisa nodded and opened his mouth again. “Touch me, Bang,” his plea is hoarse, whose short sentence has the terrible effect of knocking down the fortress of concern Yudhistira Lazuardi.

Being provoked and served this kind of dish from being loved and adored, no doubt, his male primitive instincts flooded into Yudhis unstoppably again. Pulling Khalisa's back to get closer to him, Yudhis removed the physical distance as well as their faces.

Without many more words, Yudhis clenched those slightly open red lips full of adoration, pouring out all love. Inhaling the sweet taste that the friendly pagut reciprocated from the beautiful flower, making the swish that flowed every pulse of Yudhis hovered hard for a moment.

The feminine groans of Khalisa on the sidelines of their pagutans who continue to taste each other, inviting the touch of Yudhis increasingly rampant, propagating to strip the remnants of Khalisa's body wrapping as well as his own body so shrewd even though this was the first time for him. His heart grew so happy, when unexpectedly Khalisa did not awkwardly help him remove every cloth attached.

Until finally both b*rgumul mengusak their wedding bed, moving in rhythm in the blazing waves. Unite at the contest in one same sigh. Turning a cold night into a burning heat.

“Khalisa, I love you, darling. Very.”

Seriate.