Sharing Love: Wife Ventilation of Your Desire
IPH CHAPTER 46 - Dear

As Ibrahim said earlier this morning that today he will be home at 3pm. And just as the clock was pointing at the number 3, Ibrahim arrived home.

Aira greeted her with a warm hug and a small kiss on her husband's lips. Now a kiss is like a mandatory routine for them.

If there is no morning or afternoon kiss, there is less. As if one of them was angry.

“Yusuf where?” ibrahim asked, walking into the house with one hand holding his wife's waist.

“Just slept, she was exhausted playing with mbak Ita,” replied Aira, mbak Ita is Yusuf's new babysitter.

They then went straight to the room, Aira helped her husband to take off his clothes, change from a suit complete with home clothes.

“We don't want to go straight away?” tawar Ibrahim, now his upper body is plain, while Aira is taking the husband's change of clothes in the closet.

“Mas Ibra rest first, out of Ashar we just left,” break Aira and Ibrahim nodded, then wear clothes that have been prepared by the wife.

Finished wearing it, Ibrahim then pulled Aira's waist and held it tightly.

Staring fixed both Aira and Aira also reply, both hands of Aira even directly hanging on the two shoulders of her husband. Then one of them gently stroked the husband's face.

Ibrahim was very handsome, his eyes, nose and even his jaw as if sculpted perfectly.

Every day looking at it like this Aira never get bored, she even more likes it. Aira even smiled without her noticing.

Until finally Ibrahim who first eroded the distance and sip the lips of the wife. Lubrication is soft so that makes Aira's body vibrate like an electric shock.

“Later when going to the house of Mr. Basir do not need to apply makeup, yes?” pinta Ibrahim after releasing his pagutan.

Ibrahim did not accept, the beauty of the wife enjoyed by others, especially Dirga. Although now Dirga is married and even his wife is pregnant, but somehow Ibrahim still feels if the lawyer is still paying more attention to the wife.

“Iya Mas, only use thin powder, yes?” bargain Aira anyway, then chuckle.

“Call me darling first.”

Aira throbbed, but still obeyed the wishes of the husband, if remembered even it feels like she never called her husband with that title.

“Honey,” call Aira, rigid. Making Ibrahim immediately chuckle slowly, feeling anxious. Even so the echo of Ibrahim also bit the chin of Aira, until this beautiful woman was moaning, feeling pain and sensation that was somehow.

“From now on call me dear, wherever, whenever, even if there is anyone,” pinta Ibrahim and Aira nodded their heads.

Seeing the husband who demands like this when they will go to the house of Mr. Basir makes Aira feel if maybe there is something that might disturb the mind of the husband.

As soon as it comes to mind Aira might Ibrahim still put jealousy on Dirga, even though the oath he and Dirga did not have any relationship. Even engaged in conversation they never. If they accidentally meet again they never say hello, because Dirga always act cold to him.

Not wanting the husband's mind to further imagine the no-no, Aira immediately tiptoed and first sipped the lips of the husband. Even boldly thrust his tongue deeper in.

Ibrahim opens his mouth, giving Aira access to travel.

The longer, the kisses the two more demanding. Not only Ibrahim, but Aira also felt his body begin to heat up.

Along with the wind that afternoon, Ibrahim and Aira finally fell on the bed. Remove all barriers and perform unification.

Aira's moaning became more and more unstoppable as all of her body's core was in the control of her husband. Down there Ibrahim continued to yank at him strongly while up here one of his breasts was sucked in strongly, while the other remaas mercilessly. Aira could only groan feeling the pleasure. Until finally they both screamed in a stifled voice. Abraham poured out all his desires in the womb of his wife.

The seed will not grow, because Aira and Ibrahim have agreed to postpone having children, waiting for Joseph to be 2 years old then they will add a baby.

Still fused, Ibrahim slightly raised his body, staring at the wife whose eyes were still closed, his breath hunting with his chest up and down. Abraham loved this view. Seeing his satisfied wife, he was even more satisfied.

“Honey, we should take a quick shower,” said Ibrahim. A remark that finally made Aira open her eyes and smile while biting her lower lip.

Aira still wants more, but time does not allow.

After cleaning the body, Aira and Ibrahim immediately prepared. Aira prepared all Joseph's needs in one bag, while Ibrahim was in charge of raising the child, but Joseph was not ready.

“Dear ayaah son, wake up dong,” said Ibrahim slowly while stroking Joseph's head.

The child who is awakened is still faithfully closed, not even moving. If you may speak Joseph would like to say, I am tired Well, just want to sleep .

“Honey, Yusuf does not seem to want to wake up,” said Ibrahim with his voice complaining. Aira who was busy turned to look at her husband and son.

“Digelitic feet.”

“Poor,” reply Ibrahim fast.

“We just stay Yusuf yes, let Ita bathe later,” timpal Ibrahim make aira exhale heavily.

Though Aira had made such an option to the husband, that they went alone to the house of Mr. Basir, but said Ibrahim pity Yusuf, later his son was looking for the existence of both of them. 

Yes Aira had followed and prepared all the needs of the child, but suddenly Ibrahim said if they went alone, just because they could not wake Joseph. 

"Is Joseph really dead?" aira asked and Ibrahim nodded his head confidently. 

Aira nodded small and returned to take out Joseph's needs. 

Then he called Ita to look after Joseph when he and Abraham left. 

Before heading to the house of Mr. Basir, Ibrahim and Aira stop first to a famous cake shop in the city of Jakarta. Give some boxes of cake as a hand. 

Then when Adzan magrib reverberated they stopped at one of the mosques and prayed there. After that Ibrahim and Aira just headed to the house of Mr. Basir. 

Already many cars are parked in the yard of Mr. Basir's house, indicating that there are many guests who come. 

Ibrahim went down first, then asked some servants at Mr. Basir's house to help him bring the box of cakes he brought. 

And after that Ibrahim and Aira just met the host. Rachel's mother hugged Aira tightly, a warm welcome that made Aira and Ibrahim carve out a smile.

And when he met Dirga and his wife, suddenly the atmosphere became cold. Both Ibrahim and Dirga just greet each other. Even Ibrahim continued to hug Aira's waist tightly, as if saying that Aira was his wife. 

While Dirga only glanced a little, then turned his face.