Sharing Love: The Forbidden Desire of My Husband
The Bond of Son and Father

...They are different but I love the difference between them. ...

...~Gibran Bara Alkahfi...

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For one week Bara spent his time at Narumi's house. Such a happy time for him. 7 days a very perfect time for Bara. Although they were united very late. However, uniting with Narumi and making him a wife is not a fantasy.

This is all really happening. The old boyfriend left her. Finally back again. The love that once destroyed her, now she can embrace back in a marriage. 

Every morning, the sight he so loved was when he saw his narrative still asleep. Those pair of eyes were still soundly closed. Leaning on his arms with his hands he placed on his chest was Bara's favorite position. 

The man brushed off the hairdo that was pushing his eyes away from Narumi's face. Tidy it up until Bara can see the look of fatigue on the face of the ayu. If counted from them getting married, I don't know how many times he has dared Narumi. The service that this woman gave me was perfect. 

From Bara's view, he found the difference between his two wives. Narumi has a sexy face but actually the woman's behavior in bed is very gentle. The game is slow but makes it always able to float. 

With his first wife Almeera. Since the first meeting with the child of the couple Darren and Tari. Meera is known as an independent woman, strong and impressed tomboy. Even in bed, his first wife was wild and hot. Often Almeera dominates the game to be able to make Bara always satisfied and addicted. 

Almeera's beautiful face, calm and soft as if covering something inside her while in bed. That certainly makes Bara happy. Only he could see the other side of his first wife.

The difference between the two did not make Bara choose. He really loves both of them and will not let go of anyone.

"Thank you for coming back into my arms, dear," Bara whispered in Narumi's ear and was accompanied by a gentle kiss on his cheek.  

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Time keeps going. The morning rose until almost noon. Right now, Narumi is fighting in the kitchen with his combat tools. He was making baked jam bread as their breakfast menu. 

His hands are so shrewd. He deftly moved here and there and it became a good morning sight in Bara's eyes.

"What would you like to drink?" Narumi asked after he moved the bread on the plate.

"Give me some honey tea, honey," said Bara softly.

Narumi nodded. She placed the plate filled with bread in front of her husband and immediately continued her activities to make a glass of honey tea. 

"This is for you, My King," seduced Narumi as he put down the glass of milk and stole a kiss on Bara's cheek.

"Thank you." 

Narumi nodded. She took a seat beside her husband until his thighs were clearly exposed. The woman had no intention of flirting. However, she was wearing her husband's shirt to make her look sexy. 

"I'm a bribe, 'well?" Tawar Narumi is directly asserted by Bara.

With painstaking care, the woman who bears as Gibran Bara Alkahfi's second wife, fed him gently. Until the bread ran aground and made Narumi give his thumbs a sign her husband was so smart. 

"When are you here again?" Narumi asked as he looked at the husband who was still gulping down his drink. 

"Monday, dear," said Bara softly. "Three days I'm here and four days I'm there." 

Narumi. He nodded with a roaring heart. The smile she gave her husband was nothing but a fake. He wants Bara to always be with him. There's no time-sharing and he needs to get rid of it immediately. 

"I'll wait for you, Mas" said Narumi, dropping his head on his shoulder.

Bara nodded. When his hand was about to stroke the wife's head. The loud tone of the phone call, making Narumi's head move away and let her husband reach the phone that was placed not far from Bara's position.

"Awhile, dear. I pick up the phone first," said Bara without waiting for the wife's answer.

He immediately shifted the call and brought it closer to the ear. The first call she heard was her daughter's cry. 

"Assalamu'alaikum, Papa's daughter?" 

"Hello, Papa.hiks," said Bia with his hoarse voice.

"Papa's greeting isn't answered?" Tanya Bara pretended to be upset.

"Waalaikumsalam, Heronya Bia" said her second daughter slowly.

Somehow the little call made Bara miss her daughter. He wanted to immediately grab the tiny body and take it for a walk. 

"Why are you crying, honey?" 

"Bia misses, Papa," said Bia slowly.

The sound of crying began to stop. Only a little and hoarse is heard. 

"Papa misses the same, Bia." 

"Really?" Ask Bia to make sure.

"Sure, Honey." 

"If Papa misses Bia. Why is Papa working so long? Usually Papa will not leave Bia for long," asked the 4-year-old little boy with enthusiasm. 

"Papa karja lama, right, for Bia too. So, Bia can't be angry with Papa. Bia should get Papa excited to come home."

That's not the sound of Bara. Except for the voice of his first wife. Somehow Almeera said according to him, as if the code asked him to come home immediately. It certainly makes Bara feel longing for his wife. 

To be honest, he doesn't just miss kids. Almeera's figure was also reflected in her eyes. His attitude, his manner and his smile always danced when he was with Narumi. 

"Papa is coming home today, dear," said Bara, who immediately heard the princess' scream for being so happy. 

Somehow his daughter's laughter seemed like a magnet that made her lips endlessly smile.

"Papa pick up Bia, 'well! Can, right?" Pinta Bia with a voice so hopeful.

"Of course, hon. Papa's gonna pick you up today."

Across the phone, Almeera wiped her dripping tears. It was times like this that became his consideration to part with the husband. During this one week, her daughter always asked for news and the whereabouts of her father. 

During these 7 days, Almerra deliberately cut off the communication of the husband with himself and his two children. He wanted to give her time to be happy. Spending time with his second wife and no distractions from him in the least. 

But, look at it now!

It seems his decision yesterday to cut off all their communications was a mistake. Just promised to be picked up, her daughter was so happy. Jumping here and there with a happy laugh certainly makes Almeera can not imagine what if she chose to separate. 

Forgive Mama, Son. Mama was selfish to separate you from Papa, but Mama promised to strengthen your heart for you and brother, inner Almeera determined. 

"thank you. I love you, Papa." 

"Papa loves you even love you so much." 

~Connected

Sometimes love and stupid are indistinguishable. Especially when it comes to the happiness of a child. Despite having to go through bitterness, a mother was even willing to do so.

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