The Fighter
Chapter 386 The Feelings of Not Wrong
The Bhirawa
Wisanggeni and Rengganis are currently both inside the senthong. They had just finished watching over the people from the Bhirawa breed who were preparing to make a living. Some are preparing to sell in the markets in the city of Laksa, and some are acting as mercenaries, as well as bodyguards and security personnel. After making sure they had left, the couple went back into the room.
Wisanggeni's eyes had been staring at his wife's face and then into her entire body. It was full-fledged that the man did not channel the lust of the ancient man to the woman. Today, that lust seemed to be churning and pumping into his stomach, looking at the face of the woman he had married some time ago. On the one hand, Rengganis, who was perceptive with her husband's changes, only fell silent while holding her breath.
"Niimas.. Nimas Rengganis..Can the leg currently touch you..?" in a soft voice, the man whispered in his wife's ear. The warm steam that grabbed behind the ears of the girl, made the heart of Rengganis beat fast. Suddenly the girl felt like she was shivering with coldness, her eyes began to look cute. With a red face holding in shame, Rengganis slowly nodded his head.
Wisanggeni smiled, and without speaking saw the wave of desire that also controlled his wife, the man immediately lowered his face down. Slowly the lips of the man were stuck to the chewy lips of Rengganis. Her hair will touch that they have not felt for a long time, addressed the woman by opening her lips a little. Quickly, Wisanggeni stuffed his tongue into the little lips of the woman, and kisses and pagutan by pagutan occurred between the two. Their tongues were twisted, and seemed reluctant to let go of each other,
"Mmm.. ugh..." Wisanggeni released a kiss on the woman's chewy lips, as both of them were almost out of breath. A gentle smile with my eyes mixed with desire, very clearly visible on the man's gaze. Not waiting for long, the man again lowered his face, slowly the body of the Rengganis in his bed. Skillfully, the man's hand took off the top shirt worn by the woman, and immediately wrestled the body with wet kisses.
"Rear.. aakh.. I miss this all.." de**sahan ejected from the lips of Rengganis, and seemed to pump the desire of the male Wisanggeni. The two humans, the couple struggled with each other, clenched each other and released their longings that had long been untouched, touched each other, and as if all would be released at this time.
The sounds of moaning and de**sahan and Rengganis chirp echoed throughout the senthong, and all of that further cradled Wisanggeni. One by one the clothes attached to their bodies had been removed, and without a doubt.Wisanggeni's hands squeezed a rubbery mound on the woman's chest, and again a trembling bellowing sound rang out inside the senthong.
"Nimas.. Your body is like an opium to me. mmm.." the words spoken from the mouth of Wisanggeni, as unconsciously the man continued to kiss every inch of body part of the Rengganis. And she could only feel the pleasure of every touch given by her husband.
Husband and wife without any interference from anyone finally managed to complete their longing in the senthong. With a smile that continues to roll on his lips, without getting bored Wisanggeni continues to stare at the innocent body of his wife, after they did the unification together. With a shy face, Rengganis covered her face, but quickly the man put away the hand used to stare at Rengganis's face.
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Afternoon
Achala knocks on the door of Senthong where Parvati rests. The young man had already memorized, the moment when the girl had finished cleaning herself, so that at this moment Achala came to approach Parvati. But just one time Achala knocked on the door of the room, suddenly appeared Larasati mother of the man.
"Achala my son, what are you doing in this place, son. Whether the mother's son was looking for Nimas Parvati.." gently, Larasati asked her son.
"Nimas Parvati is not in Senthong Chala.. The girl was in the threes with her uncle Wisanggeni and Aunt Rengganis. Why are you looking for Chala... Are you interested in that beautiful girl?" without covering up what to ask, the woman asked frankly.
Slowly turning his eyes away, the man nodded his head.
"Mother has not talked to you for a long time. Will Achala spare a little time for his current mother.." in a soft voice, Larasati asked her son.
Achala looked at his mother's eyes, then slowly the young man nodded his head. Larasati took his son's hand, then invited him to leave in front of Senthong Parvati. The woman took her son to walk in front of a small hut on the edge of the village, then took him to sit on the lipstick.
"My son Achala. It's time, my son, to think about relationships with women, because there's nothing wrong. But let us not overindulge our own desires, my son.. We still have to use our sanity wits, so that we are not wrong to pass our feelings to whom." Larasati continued to speak while holding her son's two hands.
"Mother.., means you understand that Achala's feelings for Nimas Parvati are wrong?" it turned out that Achala could understand where his mother was talking. The young man immediately mentioned Parvati's name, as the girl his mother meant.
Slowly Larasati nodded her head. The woman clasped her son's hand tightly, and the eyes of the two met.
"Achala. It's just that, between you and Parvati is still a family with cousin relationships. Although it was permissible, his mother did not approve of him Chala.. Choose another girl, and slowly remove Parvati's name from your feelings. Will you promise Achala's mother..?" without anything covered, the woman conveyed her disapproval.
Achala fell silent again, and the young man shifted his gaze. Parvati's beautiful face with a smile, seemed to dance in front of the young man. The man then closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them again slowly,
"Mother.honestly feels heavy for Achala mother.. However, before everything has gone deeper, Chala will try it, especially Nimas Parvati also has not listened to the expression of Achala's feelings." with a wry smile, the young man responded to the words spoken by his mother.
"Thank you my son.." Larasati smiled gently, then brought her son's body closer and hugged him tightly. From a distance, Lindhu Aji smiled to see his wife and son engaged in a conversation. The man deliberately let the two get involved in the conversation, and did not want to cut or interrupt the conversation.
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