The Obsolete Bond
Weddings
Sarah smiled looking at her reflection in the mirror. She looked very beautiful wearing a golden white dress and a crown on her head. Today is her wedding day. After a long time together with Dito as a lover, now they can finally continue the relationship to a more serious level again. Weddings.
So many gravels and obstacles that they both had to face. One is the various misconceptions that arise due to the distance that separates them. I don't know. Maybe it's true people say. There is no perfect relationship. Especially long distance relationships. How hard Sarah and Dito tried to prevent a disagreement, it eventually arose as well. But thankfully they were both mature enough to solve everything on their own.
Ms. Wenti, the makeup artist Sarah chose for her special day, scribbled various colors with shrewdness. Painting the face of Sarah who is beautiful until it looks more perfect. After about two hours of sitting by Ms. Wenti, finally Sarah's makeup was finished.
"It's done with the makeup. We'll be on stage soon for the reception. Excuse me, ma'am, go to the toilet." Pamit Mbak Wenti on Sarah who replied to him with a friendly nod.
Sarah once again saw the reflection of her face in the mirror. Looks so pretty. That's perfect, Maya said. Her plump and dense body was wrapped in her chosen golden white dress. After many times worrying about deciding which dress to choose, she finally dropped her heart on her first choice golden white dress. And it turns out that it was the right choice. This dress hugged her body. It truly radiates her aura as a bride today. The most special woman who will sit in the pelaminan with her heart.
TING!
Sarah's phone rang. A message notification came to his phone. Apparently a message went into his instagram.
"DM? Who sent DM to me?" murmured Sarah.
Then Sarah was about to open the incoming message, a voice called out to her.
"Sarah's mother! Let's go!" Take Mom Wenti to Sarah.
Sarah immediately put her phone in her bag. He then left his bag to Ma'am Wenti.
"This is my bag, ma'am, I'm dropping ya."
Ma'am Wenti gladly accepted it and kept it. He took Sarah and helped her into the car. In the car, Dito the prince was waiting for him that day. Dito looked handsome in the black suit he was wearing.
"Hi Yang!" Sarah cried when she entered the car.
Dito gawking. He was shocked to see his girlfriend who looks so beautiful today. His smile expands without being able to hide.
"Hayo Mas Dito, usually do not get rich pangling so much! I became more arrogant with my skills if I gini!" Goda Mbak Wenti looked at Dito's expression.
Sarah laughed at Mom's words and punched Dito's arm slowly.
"Please don't do it either. Is that the difference between my face?"
"You're beautiful every day Yang, but today it's so beautiful! Super pretty!" Dito praised Sarah for her endless.
Ma'am Wenti and Sarah smiled and pitted each other's palms to the tos.
"Well, Mba Wenti's pellets work!" Sarah Canda.
"Wah pancen iki! It's not in vain anyway Mbak told to eat the baby's spring?" Mbak Wenti replied to Sarah's joke.
Dito glared at hearing it.
"Yo ndak Mas Dito. Sister Sarah I did not ask to eat baby's ari-ari, but I told me to snack jasmine aja!" connect with Mom Wenti while laughing.
"It's very patent Mbak Wenti pellet, sampe you just pangling menggeliatku!" Sarah keeps teasing Dito.
"Wis, let's go Mas! It's too late, I'm wronged!" Ma'am Wenti reminded Sarah and Dito.
The black BMW sedan then drove Sarah and Dito to their wedding building. The license plate reads "JUST MARRIED" and the car is decorated with exquisite flower arrangements and ribbons. Blooming and colorful like the hearts of both brides.
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Upon arrival at the wedding hall, Sarah and Dito's family entourage, bridesmaids, friends, and guests filled the room. They are waiting for the presence of the two main characters of the event today, Sarah and Dito.
Finally the main character arrived. The shiny black sedan carrying Sarah and Dito split the courtyard of the building and delivered the two right at the entrance they had to pass through. The family motorcade was ready to escort them. A man with his saxophonenya also has been eager to play the mainstay song of his marriage.
"Well happy attendees, as a sign of the start of today's reception, let's welcome our two brides! Our bride, Sarah Azzura Alana Bachelor of Economics, the first daughter of Mr. Muhammad Bagus Arifandi and Ms. Wulandari Sekarwati. And our groom, Ardito Permana Wijaya Bachelor of Engineering, the second son of Mr Agung Suseno and Ms Sri Ajeng Katamsih! Let us welcome these two happy people together!"
The MCs opened their reception with beautiful words. The bridal motorcade began to enter the wedding room. Shortly thereafter, Sarah and Dito entered the room. Sarah wrapped her right hand around Dito's arm while her left hand held a beautiful bouquet of red roses. As beautiful as she is.
"Sarah is so beautiful!!!" said one of his friends.
"Oh my God! You're so pretty!!!" others also chimed in.
And various other beautiful words were not tired of being spoken by guests. Sarah's heart also felt like exploding because it was filled with happiness. Her struggle with Dito for 10 years has finally reached the end line! From today they officially become a couple. Sarah belongs to Dito and Dito belongs to Sarah! Forever.
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Dito and Sarah's wedding reception was lively. Everything went perfectly as Sarah hoped. All his family and Dito's family came, all the bridesmaids he invited, and even every guest was satisfied with their wedding. Sarah is so happy. From this moment on, her new life as a wife will begin. She is now officially Madame Ardito Wicaksono!
Sarah and Dito came down from the pelaminan and walked down the stage. The two are escorted by the family to a wedding car that will take them to the hotel where Sarah and Dito will spend their first night as husband and wife.
"Be careful, both of you! It was fun to be a newlywed!" Mama Sarah says she's taking Dito and Sarah away.
Both are embarrassed. They know where Mama Sarah is talking. Plus Boim who smiled ignorantly teased Sarah and Dito. Well, luckily they chose to stay at the hotel tonight. Otherwise, Sarah and Dito could have been seduced by Mama and her sister.
The same black sedan drove Sarah and Dito to the hotel where they were staying tonight. Hotel Grand Kusuma, tonight will witness the formation of two people who have promised to live forever.
It was an unforgettable night for both. Dito held Sarah tightly in his arms, kissing every inch of Sarah's body. Like a wild tiger looking at its prey, without further ado Dito touched his wife's body. Seconds change minutes, minutes change hours, romance games that are so burning in the room.
Sarah was shocked. He had not expected to see a side like this. Dito who was always shy and meek. Even Boim often mocked him as a clamorous man. But the same Dito now in front of him looked very aggressive. Hugging, kissing, sucking every curve of Sarah's body.
"Dit.. slowly... slowly." said Sarah stammering with pain.
But Dito seemed drunk in the pleasure. He was above Sarah, showering the feminine part of Sarah with hers to various sides. Right, left, up, down. Dito's gone mad. He was drowning in his lust and lust.
"Ah. ah. ah. ah. ah.." The pain that Sarah initially felt at the base of her thigh is now replaced with pleasure.
Sarah's eyes closed, the first time she felt the pleasure of heaven. His hips moved to the rhythm of Dito's movements. Forward, backward, forward, backward. The breaths of the two roared, raced and melted into one. Sarah's hand hugged Dito, her nails clutching Dito's shoulder. He felt like he was electrocuted all over his body. Like millions of nerve endings dancing around with the sensation Dito gives in every movement.
The room was only filled with moaning and ****** both of which overlapped. The sound of the skin clashing and producing a tone that sounded very sensual. The two's breathing raced as the two simultaneously reached the peak of their enjoyment. Dito's getting faster spurring his plunge. And the faster the pelvis moves, the more intense the vibrations Sarah feels.
"Dit.. i... already.... ahhhhh....." Sarah let out a long sigh indicating that Dito managed to bring her to *******.
Dito is getting more aggressive, he also wants to pursue his own climax. Sarah no longer has energy. His entire body was sensitive like burning coals.
"Dit. u...da...hhh... a...ku...a...ku.....attt...." Sarah pleaded.
His tongue was muddy, his strength was drained, but Dito still provides stimulation that was initially very delicious but now becomes painful. Dito continues his dance despite Sarah's plea. He is blinded by lust and wants to reach the top as soon as possible.
But Sarah can what? Did he have to run away on his first night? She was like a doll that was used as an outlet for her husband's lust. He can't do anything. Sarah just lay weak while shedding her tears, while Dito slammed her manhood many times without realizing Sarah was already overwhelmed in her game.
Finally, after that unbalanced game, Dito managed to reach his own peak. His body trembled unsteadily, back and forth with a short and fast rhythm. At the last movement Dito stopped and clasped Sarah's body while sighing long. A sign of the pleasure he pursues.
"Ohhhhh...." Dito gave a long sigh.
Dito lay limp next to Sarah. Who is a human who does not limp if they have intercourse for 2 hours without stopping?
"Thanks for tonnage, Babe" said Dito, peeping at Sarah's forehead.
Dito hugged Sarah without saying a word. He buried his face in Sarah's chest, inhaling every scent of his wife's body. And he also fell asleep. Sleeping without realizing that his wife was lying next to him with wounds.
Sarah heard Dito's soft snoring. Without realizing it, he shed tears. Yes, her body is sick and it feels like her female part is burned by fire because it is continuously being hit endlessly. But what hurt more was his heart. It's not like this was the first night Sarah imagined.
Sarah thought she was going to have her first night of warmth, tenderness, and deep-seated love romance. But truth? She was like being a satisfied lust of her husband who had been blinded by lust. There was not the slightest bit of Dito listening to Sarah's pain moans. I see Sarah's tears.
Dito really only thought about his lust. Sarah's hurt. Sarah's disappointed. He could only cry slowly until he fell asleep in his tears. One last sentence stuck in his mind.
Since when did the Dito I know become like this?