The Charm of the Second Wife Being Filled
28. The Horned End

Now Dilara and Dafa have entered and are sitting at the dining table. Dilara dragged Dafa and pushed him into the bathroom, Dilara flushed the body of her father so that his brain was sane.

After Dafa wore clothes, Dilara made tea to warm the body of Dafa who had shivered coldly.

"I go home first, tomorrow morning I'm here again to pick up Divana and Davina. Rest up!" said Dilara coldly, she was forced to leave her two daughters who had fallen asleep in the room.

As Dilara walked towards the door, her steps suddenly came to a halt. Dafa hugged him tightly from behind and gripped each side of his arm. "Don't go, Dila. I beg!" muttered Dafa while drowning his lips at the nape of Dilara.

Instantly Dilara felt gamang, his entire body goosebumps with a heartbeat that fluttered erratically. "But I have to go Mas, I'm not your wife anymore. Please understand!"

"Let's..." Dilara screamed as Dafa lifted her body and took her to the room.

"Mas, please let me go! This is not true, I have to go." asked Dilara pleading with a clear face, but Dafa did not care at all.

Upon arrival in the room, Dafa laid Dilara on the bed and hurried to lock the door.

"Mas, don't be crazy! I-"

"Yes, I'm crazy Dila. You are driving me crazy, you are also responsible!" cut off Dafa while crawling up Dilara's body.

"Mas... Mmph..."

Dafa did not give Dilara a chance to speak, she then wiped those red lips with tenderness. Dilara was silent for a moment, she blinked enjoying the gnawing taste of herself.

"I miss you, Dila. I miss very much. For years I have harbored this feeling, for years I have refrained from touching any woman. I haven't even touched Mega since you left. I realized the woman I wanted was just you" Dafa said with a roar of hunting breath. His mind was instantly muddled, he could not control the turmoil of desire that was already shackling in his soul. The desire to have Dilara can not he bend, his head seemed to want to break.

"Conscious Mas, don't indulge in that lust, I'm not your wife anymore. Think about how Mbak Mega and your son feel, they will be very disappointed if you are like this" Dilara said, rejecting Dafa's wishes.

"Why think of them? We're divorced, it's all over." said Dafa in a raucous voice.

"Divorce?" instantly Dilara frowned repeating the word.

Dafa then dropped down beside Dilara and hugged her tightly, then hid her face in Dilara's cleavage.

"He betrayed me, the child he gave birth to was not my flesh and blood. Then what am I supposed to do? You asked me to hang on with him, I tried but the truth is our household was destroyed because of its own actions."

"Just think about the feelings of others, now think about your own feelings! Do you really not love me anymore? Have you really forgotten me? I know you're lying, I can see the love in your eyes. Please Dila, give me one more chance! I can't break up with you, you my love, you're my naughty little girl." Dafa cried tears. Drop by drop that fell made Dilara's chest wet instantly.

"Yes..."

"Mas... Augh..." suddenly Dilara mende*sah as Dafa's hand went into the crevice of her clothes. Whether since when Dafa did it, Dilara had not noticed it at all.

"Mas, no! We must not do this" Dilara tried to cover her already open chest, but Dafa did not give up. He caught Dilara's hand and pressed her against the surface of the mattress.

"Look at me, tell me you don't love me anymore!" firmly Dafa with a gaze that was difficult to interpret, his warm breath made Dilara squinted her eyes while biting her lips.

Dafa did not waste the opportunity, he melu*mat lips Dilara soft and go deeper. Meanwhile, his hands began to mischievously squeeze the two twin mountains belonging to Dilara.

"Yes..." Dilara flinched and opened her eyes quickly, then hugged the nape of Dafa tightly. "mmm... I still love you so much, my feelings never change for you." - Dilara admitted her feelings, she was no longer strong enough to hide her heart. He still loves Dafa and wants it.

Hearing that, Dafa's heart shattered instantly. I can't say how happy he is right now. Dafa then cupped his hands on Dilara's cheeks, he landed a soft kiss of kisses ranging from the forehead, nose, cheeks, chin and ending at Dilara's lips. "I love you too Dila, I love you so much. Sorry that I am too late to realize it, please forgive all the sins I have committed, I promise I will not repeat them again!" isak Dafa shed tears.

"Promise?" muttered Dilara sobbing.

"Hm... I promise, for you and for our two daughters. You can also chop up Mas if you lie." nod Dafa as you please.

Seeing the sincerity in Dafa's eyes, Dilara hugged him again. Her cries broke as she clutched the nape of Dafa and squeezed his hair.

Dafa could feel the lack of longing that Dilara had been holding back all this time, which made him confident that Dilara would return to him. The proof is that Dilara really came back and even brought two beautiful angels from his past actions.

"Enough, don't cry anymore!" Dafa let go of his embrace and wiped Dilara's cheek, then kissed Dilara's puffy eyes.

Without a second thought, Dilara also kissed Dafa's lips, she melu*matnya soft and tickle the surface of Dafa's lips using the tongue. Seeing Dilara's courage, Dafa did not remain silent. He curled his tongue and entered it deeper and deeper. The sound of decapan both make the atmosphere of the room increasingly heated up.

"Mas.." sizzled Dilara with a clouded view. The chest of the kempis flower regulates the already irregular breath.

"Aughh.." a slight de*thin stick escaped Dilara's mouth, he closed his eyes while biting his lips, letting Dafa play as he pleased in his twin mountain towers.

Time and again Dafa took a slow bite of the small round object, repeatedly Dilara wriggled to enjoy the taste of the unknown. This time his sanity was lost to the gentle touch that Dafa offered, very different from what Dafa did five years ago.

"Enough, don't go on anymore! We can't do this now" Dilara muttered in a barely audible voice.

Hearing that, Dafa fell silent and stopped his actions. He stayed away and sat on the edge of the bed, turning his back on Dilara.

Dafa then rubbed his rough face while pecking down. Sure enough, his missile was standing to the maximum, it was very ready to fight but Dafa was forced to refrain from doing so.

He realized, forcing Dilara was tantamount to hurting him back. Dafa will never repeat his mistake, let him who suffers endure this torment.