The 18 Year Bride
Having Mine Completely

After dinner, I looked for the milk and pudding that I promised Elijah before, but damn it, I said, the pudding I mean, I haven't had Aunt Hera since I left this house, so, not wanting to let Elijah down, I went out for a while to buy fruit pudding for her.

I told her, Elijah sat sweetly at the kitchen bar table, waiting for me to come back.

however, how surprised I was when I returned after 30 minutes had passed. Elijah's gurgle became strange, his head tilted with a small laugh.

"I'm home, Elijah, this is the pudding for you."

he looked at me, with a glare.as if he was calling his other soul.this is not the side he has shown to everyone all along, this is not the side he has been on, but I was the first and I was the only one who could see it.

"Hope." he said.

as fragrant as wine smelled from his open mouth, I became suspicious. I looked at the glass in front of him. then I smelled the aroma, oh universe it seems my wife had drunk wrong. he drank this intoxicating drink with great difficulty.It seems that he was still an amateur drunk.

I saw him who was stuck, then I decided to carry him to rest faster in the room.

yet he was so mischievous, repeatedly wriggling to tease me.

my defense is weak, especially because this afternoon I failed to vent, God finally gave me the opportunity to have mine completely. Yes, even though in an unexpected way...

finally Tonight, I can freely blow desire in every corner of Elijah's skin. His hands wrapped around a large piece of my chest. There was no cold sniffing behind silk blankets from abroad that wrapped our bodies in beds with carvings of flower ornaments, flowers and signs of love and natural beauty. I believed it from the first time I decorated each item in my private room.

“You're getting old, Mr. Damian.”

The drunk Elijah started talking, and then he touched my face. Touching the fine strokes on my skin. Just as he saw there was a rough past for several years.in the depths of his eyes there was a blazing fire that was ready to burn all the wrath and passion of emotions that had been buried. His head held millions of events that were ready to explode like a time bomb.

“Do not touch my body if it is not my husband,” he said again.

Indeed, he was so appreciative of his spirit, just as he had said when we first slept together, guarding his body only for the soulmate who led him in the household ark, he said, I loved every detail of her smooth body without any scars.as beautiful as the queen of the desert country who was flattered.

"Akhh.." I mend*sah, I occasionally whisper spoiled and affectionate words. Elijah, shudder. His curled-up body makes the rhythm of the bed harder and louder; drifting us on a long journey tonight. Indeed, destiny is not as we thought it would be and is not as beautiful as we expected. Elijah believed that, and proved his perseverance in all that to me until now. It's that feeling that often unsettles us both throughout our marriage.

This woman lying next to me was not merely the one I had loved since the first few months we were married. That's because at first I didn't believe in love. And more believing that God's destiny is more cruel makes us suffer throughout life. Torturing, clenching fists into my wife's innocent face, until the aura of life and love so warm forced into my life, and I believe that is the only reason I have survived until now.

“What's 6 months during that? I feel sorry for my husband and myself, so we have to hold back, and each wants to do it so awkward.” he said very angry.

Before we slept well, almost every night, there was no love scene that made us both happy. Like the first night of a bride, we just fill in with a welcome, a hug, also a chat and change the topic from one topic to another.

“Hmmm...” I mendes*h again, that's all I can do. Elijah began to fidget and wiggle. I stopped my kiss for a moment. His face began to turn red, there was a mark of a kiss on his neck level.

“Sir Damian, I'm so sad tonight.”

Elijah, turn his body immediately. We sit next to each other with our own minds. I saw tears coming out of his eyes, he was sad because the father who seemed to ignore him. Despite always smiling, finally because of the wine, Elijah was able to vent his heart.

Father, He is the one who forced us to be together, bought Elijah to take care of me, with a "buffer" debtor. We got married without knowing each other before. So there as time went on, we got to know each other and there came a feeling of pity that was accompanied by love for my partner, Elijah.

Then I brought a body closer. I stroked her hair gently. I held Elijah's body, which began to tremble. Outside the house the rain began to fall, falling on the roof of the house. Thunder booming broke the silence of the sky as if it wanted to give birth to an even greater calamity. The coldness melts into the layers of our skin. It was as if we were at the end of spring.

I close my arms with Elijah. He did not wriggle anymore and did not beat my chest. His eyes lit up like a lonely firefly light that night. Her increasingly disordered breathing that occasionally elicited a groaning from her mouth. her eyes seemed to twinkle and begin to recognize me as her husband.

“What do you answer when asked when people were in school first, why kiss the teacher in the car?” I was a little seduced.

“I just say if I just fulfill the obligation,” replied Elijah teasingly.

“Obligation?”

“Yes, the obligation of the wife to the husband,” said Elijah accompanied by explosive laughter that could not be held back. Turns out, that's the fiercest

Elijah treated myself.really appreciating every need of her husband, Suddenly my desire was stirred. I hold Elijah's body. Then I held it and I pressed both hands Elijah stretched out in control of the bed. He could only thrash around with his mouth locked.

I touched his chest, there were no enlarged chewy parts there, just hardened to accumulate various forms of error that I must not look for there. However, in the sensitive part of her body, Indeed, I never touched her at all during my marriage to her. All this time because she was still in school I was limited to just touching her cheeks, she said, and give a vicious surprise in every one of us want to sleep.

And with great passion we did a great struggle that night. I saw Elijah had gone weak, helpless again. His body drooped after the red one stuck in the bed sheet. Turns out we've been fused for two more hours. All my muscles are stretched to the top.

After I enjoyed my soulmate. I hope he understands that behind great relationships and bonds there needs to be great intimate relationships, not only love, for me, there is also the enjoyment of the world. love was for me a poetic word born of foolish poets, but now that love exceeds the threshold in my mind, it cannot be separated from words, feelings and actions.

Then I whispered to Elijah, that we do not need to perform a stale alkaline ritual to sacredize marriage a few months ago. Just feel how powerful a man who became your teacher in school first. Isn't that right, Elijah?!

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