Sharing Love: Wife Ventilation of Your Desire
IPH CHAPTER 60 - Dusk

Time pass.

The households of Aira and Ibrahim are getting stronger. Aira is now 6 months pregnant.

Like their previous plan, if Aira's pregnancy is strong, they will do babymoon, honeymoon while Aira is pregnant.

Aira who knows nothing about the babymoon just follows whatever the husband wants.

Ibrahim said they were going to Bali. Just alone, because Joseph will be left with his grandparents. They will be in Bali for 5 days.

This morning they started preparing to leave. The plan is at 2 noon their flight will go to Bali.

"Honey don't have to bring anything, just bring your little bag and we go," asked Ibrahim, he approached his wife who almost opened the closet.

Aira intended to prepare the luggage they would bring.

"Not one shirt?" aira asked in disbelief, but Ibrahim nodded his head confidently.

Making Aira unable to say anything with her slightly gaping mouth.

How can you travel long distances without carrying 1 shirt? Inner Aira.

But he tried to believe, that maybe the husband had prepared everything there.

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At half-hour 2 noon, Aira and Ibrahim were already at the soekarno-hatta international airport. They sat in waiting chairs, waiting for the flight to arrive.

Aira and Ibrahim sat side by side, constantly exchanging stories, jokes and laughter. Beside the two stood two bodyguards ready to secure them.

"I don't want to wear such clothes" Aira said as Ibrahim showed a picture of a bikini from inside his phone.

"The pool is in our room, baby, it's just me and you. So inevitably you will have to wear it," replied Ibrahim pushy, he even pulled Aira's nose angrily. Nose that is grunting is upset.

Asik talked the two until they did not realize that at the end there Dirga noticed. this afternoon Dirga also intends to go to Bali to solve one of his cases.

He really did not expect that at the airport he would meet with Aira and Ibrahim. I saw a couple who looked so happy. It was a contrast to the life he was living right now.

Feeling guilty and hated all at once.

If time could be repeated he would choose not to meet Aira or he would choose not to care about the woman's cries.

Huh! Dirga wastes her breath heavily, no matter how many times she hopes to repeat the time. But in fact it could never happen.

His love for Aira deepens, in harmony with his guilt for his late wife.

Dirga must know why Aira chose to return to Ibrahim.

Dirga had to ask the foolish woman directly, had she completely forgotten all the deeds that Ibrahim had done to her.

Dirga must clarify his own feelings, so as not to continue to hope that someday Aira will part with Ibrahim.

And that's why now Dirga has made a decision, when in Bali later Dirga will meet Aira.

unbeknownst to Aira and Ibrahim, Dirga continues to follow wherever they go.

Until when arriving in Bali Dirga continued to follow the couple, until finally arrived at the inn.

Six Senses Uluwatu's.

At first Dirga did not want to stay at this hotel but seeing Aira and Ibrahim who were here he decided to book a room anyway.

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Arriving at the hotel, the daytime sky began to dim, changing with a beautiful twilight.

Ibrahim immediately embraced the wife from behind, staring at the vast Indian ocean from the glass walls of their room.

"You like her?" ibrahim asked, kissing a glimpse of the wife's cheek.

"Very," replied Aira briefly. He chuckled, as Ibrahim began stroking his stomach repeatedly. Feel comfortable and comfortable at the same time.

First coming to the hotel, Ibrahim immediately gave service to his wife.Begging Aira to sit on one of the chairs, massaging her feet and washing it with warm water.

"Mas, why treat me like this? I feel disrespectful to you."

"No, it's not disrespectful. This is my way of serving you" replied Ibrahim.

And Aira could not argue, she knew very well if Ibrahim did not like to be rejected. All Aira could do was one, grateful.

After massaging his wife's legs, Ibrahim invited Aira to swim in the pool in their room, a swimming pool with a size that is quite spacious but filled with warm water.

Like Ibrahim's wish, Aira now uses a special bikini for pregnant women. A small fabric that just closes the core.

At first Aira was very embarrassed especially when she saw Ibrahim who was staring fixedly at his body, even to make his body bristled even though only with a gaze.

"Don't be ashamed, you are my wife and I am your husband" Ibrahim said. A speech that makes Aira's tongue feel faint.

Aira said as Ibrahim led his steps slowly to begin entering the pool. Take him to keep walking until he gets to the middle. This pool was not deep, only reaching below his chest.

"Why do you keep smiling?" aira asked, looking at Ibrahim who continued to carve a smile he also smiled as well.

"You are beautiful, very beautiful" replied Ibrahim, especially when his wife's face was exposed to the orange light of the afternoon sky. Making Aira's face even more stunning in her eyes.

Without many words Ibrahim immediately held back Aira's nape and eroded the distance between them. Gently clenched his wife's lips, until Aira opened them slowly.

Linking his second tongue with a hand that began to wander everywhere.

The twilight of the day felt more beautiful than the twilight that Aira had been through all this time. Not only was his body warmed up, but his heart was like spring. It feels warm with lots of flowers growing.

His happiness cannot be said with words. Only Ah's word can Aira put out.

Until finally they get the release and decide to get out of the pool. Ibrahim wrapped his wife's body using a thick towel, then hugged her and brought her back into the room.

Enjoy a warm soup to refresh the body both.

"I miss Yusuf Mas" said Aira, as a mouthful of soup entered his mouth.

"Later to finish praying magrib, we call Joseph," Abraham and Aira suggested nodding their heads obediently.

Then the two again enjoyed the dish on the table, while occasionally staring at the vastness of the Indian ocean.