Sharing Love: Love Me Once Only
Pillow Talk

Dirga smiling sumringah. His face looked much fresher after the shower. He kept staring at his wife's face that closed his eyes. Gita really gave her full service. In fact, the sensation can not be forgotten.

"He must be tired!", Dirga bent his face and kissed his wife gently on the forehead. "Did I wake you up?", he asked, who saw Gita open her eyes, though imperfect.

"I'm not really sleeping. Just lying down!", he replied while correcting his dark position on the thigh of the husband. Find the most comfortable position he wants.

"If you're tired, just sleep. You gave me an amazing service just now. Not surprisingly, my wife is now getting so cool. Who's studying, hm?."

Gita tightened her embrace, "Had never accidentally spotted the movie bo*ep. Ana kepo, because the IPA lesson about reproduction. He wants to know the live scene. Get a delivery from a classmate. At first Ana was hesitant, she was just like me who was afraid to see the movie soan. Continued accidentally to the push play, I follow the panic because the volume of Ana's phone is very fast. Instead of dying it has to slide, yes the scene that appears!."

Dirga tried to hold back a smile, not expecting his wife to be that innocent. "What is it?", Dirga's fishing line

"Yes, that one!."

"What was that?" said Dirga, who still wanted to tease his wife. Gita clucked, "You can't forget, yank. Ish, this is why it's tense again?", asked Gita who felt something hard on her head.

"Heheh, just remember that, yank. If you want to repeat, I'm really happy!."

Gita rubbed her head, "Sleep again. Don't keep being naughty. The gate is over!."

Dirga was unable to hide his laughter. Although it was on, but he could still hold it.

"Why do you think of doing the scenes you've seen. Curious, or want to try?."

Gita raised her head slightly and looked at her husband. "First, I didn't watch. I accidentally saw. The second is not to be curious or to be curious. But, just ....!"

"What's it?", asked Dirga again teasing his wife.

Gita's face met with red, she herself did not know why she could do that. Now between embarrassment and amusement, he didn't know what to say.

"Why only? There is no way you would dare to do such a thing if there was no reason. Or maybe you ....!"

"I've never been that way before!", replied Gita quickly, she guessed if her husband wanted to tell her if he had ever done that to her former husband. Hey, the answer is of course not. They even did it twice. "I just want to satisfy you!."

Gita's reply made Dirga look at her fixedly, "Why?."

"Ep. I've read articles. If a wife can satisfy her husband. It is unlikely that her husband will be double!."

Dirga sighed, "So you're afraid I'm double?." Gita nodded slowly. "That means you don't trust me. I'm not Danar, honey. I love you with all my heart. There was no intention of even the thought of wishing for you after I took pains to get you. You realize, my struggle to get you is not easy!", Gita nodded again. "So there's no reason for me to wish you. From now on, throw away such thoughts!".

Gita wrapped her hand around Dirga, "Sorry. I'm just scared!."

"Std. Don't talk like that anymore. Whatever reason. All you need to remember is that I will never wish you!."

Gita nodded, "But the serve, like it?."

Jesus, look at this teasing face. Who wouldn't be upset if they saw it. "If it's his service, every day I'm ready!." Dirga chuckles.

"What are you doing, Tari and her mother?", the question of Gita makes Dirga's piety stop.

"Good to discuss warm. How to be the material mak attach anyway?", asked Dirga annoyed. Now it was Gita's turn to chuckle.

"Just curious. What did this handsome husband of mine do to them!."

Dirga smiled, "Just a little warning!", Dirga replied briefly.

Gita sighed, "I'm wrong what else is the same Dance. Why is he still bothering me?."

Dirga stroked his wife's hair gently. "You're not wrong. He alone cannot accept destiny and always blames others for all the things that happen to him. Since childhood, Tania has always spoiled Dance. Maybe that's why, why Dance can't accept anything that doesn't suit her wishes!."

"But not everything we want can be fulfilled. God knows better what is best for His people!."

Dirga smiled again, "That's what you think. But not with Dance who is used to getting what she wants. Moreover, now that he got karma for hurting you!."

Dirga's words made Gita's forehead frown, "What happened to Dance?."

Gita closes her mouth in disbelief, how can Danar remarry while her love for Dance is so great. He was even willing to hurt her, long ago. Just because the love was so deep for his ex-wife.

"You remember, you said you met Anya at the hospital. And you know what? It turns out Anya is pregnant with Danar's child!."

Deg

Gita was silent, a lot of questions in her head. Why, how and when it all happened. Seeing Danar who loves Dance so much. It would be impossible if Danar did that. Or maybe, Anya who seduced Danar? That's even more unlikely, because the Gita knows what Anya is like.

"Danar raped Anya just as we were doing the wedding. He is frustrated because you belong to someone else. He went to the club, and it just so happened that Anya was working as a waitress there. He was drunk and desecrated Anya that night. All pure accident. But still, now Anya is pregnant with her child. And inevitably, Danar must take responsibility!", explained Dirga who seemed to know what his wife wanted to hear.

"Well, he works at the club? Isn't the salary in your office quite big!."

"If it were, I don't know. He must have his own reasons!."

"Then how do you know all this?."

Dirga dipped a glimpse of his wife's opium lips. "I know everything that has to do with you. Even today, Danar is still expecting you, I know. That's why Dance has a vendetta against you. He blames you for everything that happened!."

Gita took a breath and then exhaled it. "I thought they'd be happy after I left. But why is it like this?."

"So you regret leaving Danar?", asked Dirga misunderstood.

"Eh, yes not so dear. I mean, I'm happy with the people I love. Why do they still ruin our lives? They should be happy just like us!."

"So you love me?", Gita rolled her eyes lazily. Was jealous, now seduce.

"If not love. Where do I want to marry you. It's perverted, spoiled, it's big again!." Ops, Gita covered her mouth with her hands. Why is that mouth of release anyway.

"Oh, so that's your assessment of me. I'm perverted, spoiled and it's big, isn't it?."

"Heheh, but I love you!", Gita gave a guilty cry.

"Of course you love. Your de* voice is always loud in every game. That's because of what, of course because of my flagship weapon that you said was big. Plus now there's a junior Dirga in your womb. It signifies how great this is of mine!!."

Gita clucked, "What are we talking about?. How did you get into this perverted realm?."

"You started it!!."

"Hehehe, yes. I'm the one who started. Now, talk about the others!".

Dirga put on a sulking mode, "What do you want to talk about? The most beautiful ex!", he asked wryly.

"Ish, it's ah. We've got this pillow talk. We better rest now. I'm lazy to talk about anything else!", break up Gita. The pregnant woman was too lazy if she had to fight her husband while sulking like this. Dirga must have wanted a lot.

"Eit, can't do that. You made me squash. You have to take responsibility!."

"What is the responsibility?. I speak honestly and as is!", said Gita in self-defense.

"It is responsibility. Gotta!!."

"Where?", asked Gita resignedly

Dirga smiled grinning, "I want a lollipop!."

"AH!!."

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Heheh, bang Dirga hooked nih ye