Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
A Gift for Papa
A few days after the love-sharing event at the Orphanage, Radit and Khaira's household activities are still running as they should.
Coupled with Arsyila that is getting funny and adds to the happiness of the two young couples.
"Darling, you're still a long time? How much longer do I have to fast?" radit asked Khaira who was covering Arsyila's clothes.
Khaira laughed. "Why Mas? Dizzy already?" ask him the conditions will be ridiculed.
Radit just took a long breath. "Yes .. I'm so dizzy, baby. It's been over a month. How much longer can I break the fast, dear?"
Laughing again, Khaira just shook her head. "Patience first Mas .. patient people are dear to God." replied Khaira as she covered the various baby clothes belonging to Arsyila.
"How long, dear, should I be patient? It feels like a long time ago." This time it seems Radit is really grumbling because it has been fasting for so long and there is no sign of postpastrum only in natural Khaira postpartum will soon be over.
Khaira stood up, but not to approach her husband. Instead he stood up to put Arsyila's clothes into the storage cabinet.
"Mas, could you please help me?" ask Khaira while turning her neck and see her husband's face that looks tangled.
Radit immediately stood up and helped bring a pile of Arsyila clothes, handed them to his wife and then arranged in a storage cabinet.
For a moment Radit observed how diligent and organized his wife was. Each suit is placed into one. Baby gloves and socks are arranged and placed into one. All Arsyila equipment is stored so neatly according to the type.
About 20 minutes Khaira arranged the storage cabinet Arsyila. After that they both returned to the room with leaning on the headboard.
Radit without saying much immediately smirked his head onto his wife's shoulder. "Darling, I miss."
Khaira just smiled and scrambled her husband's hair. "Maskuw patience .. I hope it won't be long" said Khaira who tried to calm.
Puckered his lips finally Radit let out a long sigh. "Yes, I'm patient. For your sake .. I would do anything. Including fasting."
Khaira also chuckled amusedly. "You think it's funny really Mas .. I think I have two babies."
Radit laughed this time too. "My inner field is thrashing Dear .. I'm being honest about what you are."
Khaira could only laugh and shake her husband's hair.
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A few days later, Khaira was finished with her postpartum period. But she did not tell her husband.
Khaira was silent this time, she just wanted to give a little surprise to her husband. And also he hopes that Arsyila can work with him that is not fussy and good booby tonight.
As the afternoon approached, with a big smile she welcomed the arrival of her husband who had come home from the office.
"Good afternoon Papa." he said as he opened the door while holding Arsyila.
"Good afternoon also the Queen and her Princess Papa..." He said as he entered the house. "Papa shower first yes .. abis this carried Papa yes."
Radit goes to the bathroom, while Khaira struggles in the kitchen making warm chocolate for her husband. After fifteen minutes, Radit had come out with a fresh face.
"Here Arsyila Darling .. follow Papa yuk. Papa miss Arsyila ... today Arsyila pinter not? Beautiful son of Papa...."
As usual after work Radit will change to look after Arsyila, invite the baby to chat, bounding. Seeing Arsyila's smile and laughter, it felt like the fatigue of work just disappeared.
The baby who almost fell asleep suddenly smiled and made Khaira so anxious with her child. Slowly, Khaira put Arsyila to sleep in the baby box.
After Arsyila fell asleep, Khaira then approached her husband who was watching television.
"Arsyila's sleeping, baby?" radit asked as soon as his wife came and sat by his side.
Khaira smiles. "Yes already .. I hope the sound of her Arsyila. What are you watching?" asked Khaira who started to lean her head on her husband's arm.
"See the movie, baby. I also want to choose the channel" he said, pointing to a film that was running with his chin.
But the man seemed to swallow his saliva when the film he was watching showed a kiss scene. Khaira who saw the husband just laughed in her heart.
Then Khaira came a little closer and cupped her husband's face. Parallel the faces of the two, then he bravely landed a kiss and a soft kiss on the lips of her husband.
The kiss is full of tenderness and makes both of them close their eyes, feel each cradle that blends through the kiss, *****, and kiss that they both do.
Feeling the initial start made by his wife, Radit smiled. He immediately took control, opened his mouth and returned the kiss his wife had made.
The man's body is like a thousand volts of electricity. Almost two months of fasting, and now just a kiss his whole body like electrocuted.
Pause for a moment in his activity. "Can you please, darling?" he asked with a voice that sounded raucous and deep in Khaira's ears.
Khaira just smiled and gave a slight nod. "You want to get the prize now? Arsyila's new cackle." Khaira whispered in her husband's ear.
Radit smiled meaningfully, immediately turning off the television and immediately carrying his wife to bed. "Remain, would you like a gift for me?" tanyanya while landing his wife on the bed.
Khaira rolled her one eye. "Yes.. euhm, but the 'top' part can't be touched ya."
Without waiting for a long time, the man immediately restrained his wife. His hand moved to feel every inch of Khaira's skin that felt so soft in his hand. In her deep kiss, she tried to take off one by one the clothes they were wearing.
The kisses and kisses he did successfully made Khaira close her eyes and move her legs agitatedly. Radit recalled that there were parts that he should not touch, even though he was so eager to touch, feel, even bring the two peach-sized shapes into his mouth cavity, but he held them back.
Without waiting for time, Radit dropped his body on his wife's body, grabbed her and launched his action by stomping and raining so deeply. The heavenly cup he had longed for after all this time. Blasphemy and insistence that he gave with a strong grip on the body of the wife.
Both close their eyes and hold the sound that appears so as not to disturb their sleeping little baby. What Khaira felt was only able to bring her two hands back to her husband.
The woman is only able to bite her inner lips as she feels adrift in the waves of love generated through the asductive movements performed by her husband.
Radit was getting stronger and stronger, reaching his wife's body and moving deeper. Until he felt a squeeze down there that made him darker in the eyes.
Tight impression. Warm. It is all a taste that can satisfy his inner field. All of that makes Radit even more passionate to feel he is at the end of his defense. Radit rupture. Explodes. In all the beautiful nectar of love that he had long wanted to gulp along with his wife.
Stabilizing his breathing, Radit tucked Khaira's hair behind his ear. "Thank you for the gift Darling .. I'm finally satisfied I'm over. Love U Darling...."
Khaira also cupped her husband's face. "His face was so cheerful after getting a gift..."
"Who is also not cheerful when you get a kayak gini gift. It's said every day I want it too, honey...." He said while landing a kiss on the lips of his wife who began to swell because of the act.
Khaira pinched her husband's nose. "World's most fashionable husband ... Love U Mas Radit ... Love U Papa." he replied as he hugged the great man who accompanied and loved him with all his heart.