THE UNIVERSE IS FOLLOWING US
CHAPTER 89

"Where is sick, dear?" Juna bowed when he saw his wife having trouble walking.

"Both, Mommy. I know I have a hard time wearing high shoes. Well I forgot you're still amnesiac."

"You remember our wedding in Bengkulu. You also complained about your feet. You can't stand up so hard to walk."

Dira looked at her husband. Juna's memory has returned. If so, Alhamdulillah. But why did he say yesterday that he doesn't remember anything.

"Honey," Juna broke his wife's daydream.

"Bag,"

"Yes, baby." Juna sat down beside his wife.

"Do you remember everything? can you walk like before? yesterday he said you were still in a wheelchair. You keep saying his memory's still blunt." Dira turned her back to her husband.

Juna tried to persuade his wife who looked cranky. There was no intention of upsetting Dira, let alone this was their first night. After one year apart. Juna's hands tightly clasped Dira's fingers. Trying to convince Dira that this is one of the surprises that he presents for his wife.

"Darling, I thought this was a sweet surprise for you. I just don't want you to be ashamed of having a husband sitting in a wheelchair. I don't want to see you sad because I don't remember everything about us. From the moment I got to Lembang. I always try to find everything related to my past.

Mama, keep Ayu, they keep helping me reawaken my memories. It's just that I don't remember how it could have been an accident. That's all."

"Mas, you know. From time to time I always felt like you were alive. Whether it's a hunch or something. I've always been guided and increasingly convinced that you're still alive.

Until I met you who were Jimmy's father. At that moment I felt I was done. All completed. I always felt you weren't much different from papa."

"Dear, I'm sorry. I don't mean to make you sad. I'm sorry if it makes you sad. I promise I'll be more open after this."

"Mas, we're not waiting for her mom and her extended family. I can't come with. My feet still hurt."

"I told them you were tired. So can't come. Sis Tina seemed to be contacting us."

"Not lifted?"

"Well, he called, not anymore."

Juna kissed Dira's hand. Their eyes clashed. Dira tried to hold his heartbeat that felt tight. Juna laid Dira's body on the bed. His hands are getting naughty.

"What time is it, baby?"

Dira glanced at his phone "Jam 8pm, mas."

"We pray isya yuk." Juna nodded. Juna entered the bathroom while holding Dira to take ablution.

"If you don't stand up, I'll get you a chair."

"I'm just a scuff, Mas. Not a broken bone." answered Dira.

"I intend to pray after the marriage of two rakaats because Allah Ta'ala Allah is Most Great."

In this worship service, the husband becomes a priest for his wife. This new couple also held the worship by themselves. In addition, the prayer reading can be said aloud. Juna and Dira finally finished performing the sunah prayer service followed by Fardhu Prayer.

"Bye,"

"Yes, my mom."

"I want it. Can I?"

It means: “Oh Allah, bless me and my wife, and bless them with my cause. O Allah, grant me sustenance for them, and give them sustenance for me. O Allah, unite us (both) in goodness and separate us (both) in goodness.”

Juna peeked at his wife. The two looked at each other closely. Although this is not their first. But still make Dira still feel pounding.

Their lips clashed, from a small kiss turned into a demanding one. Juna returned to lay Dira's body on the bed, his hands began to lead towards the face used by Dira.

"Honey," whispered Juna.

"Mas, .." Dira squirms amusedly as Juna's hands surf at every point of his body. Jemari Dira kept squeezing Juna's hair. Juna continued to whisper his sacred words. Makes Dira soar.

The two looked at each other, The gaze made Juna advance her face so as to make the distance between the two of them only a few inches.

Breathing swept over Dira's beautiful face, Juna landed a kiss on Dira's ruum lips. Over time the kiss turned into a mutually demanding kiss, Juna held back the nape of Dira's neck to deepen the kiss. A supportive atmosphere makes the turmoil of desire more burning in both.

The atmosphere that supports as if the universe blesses them, the universe seems to be an intermediary between the feelings of the two.

Slowly but surely Juna laid Dira to the mattress slowly without releasing the link, Dira seemed to not want to lose. Her tiny hand began to open the shirt that her husband was wearing.

Spontaneously Dira's hand moved to feel her husband's torn bread, Juna released the link as Dira bit her lip.

Juna screamed in shock as Dira reversed position so that now Dira is on top of her body, "What do you want dear?" Tanya Juna who is now under Dira's body.

Dira smiled mischievously, "I want to prove to everyone that Mas Arjuna is mine, Only for me, And no one can have Mas Arjuna but me!" Answer Dira.

Juna seemed to be hypnotized by Dira's answer, He smiled sweetly at this wife. "Prove it," Lirih Juna who makes Dira's soul as if challenged!

Dira begins to move in Juna's body, he searches for Juna's weak spot. The target fell to her husband's neck, Slowly Dira approached towards that neck. And cup! Dira peeling her husband's neck.

Dracula Dira turns into Dracula who is ready to suck prey in front of him, Juna closed his eyes when the wife began to suck his neck.

"Agh..." The voice escaped on Juna's thick lips. Hisapan Dira is so powerful that it gives rise to the stamp of ownership.

Juna curled his wife's hair. Neckline that looks smooth makes his chest more and more lying. Like Dracula, Juna did the same. Sucking his wife's neck deeper. Dira's hands clawed at her husband's back. Groans kept sounding from his thin lips.

Till

Dira threw Juna's body into the bed. Dira's position is above her husband's. Dira again anchored her soup to her husband's torn bread. Continue to spread until the salivary meeting occurs again. Juna feels the pleasure of their bridal night.

"Honey, you're so aggressive" whispered Juna.

He did not expect his wife to show his wild side. It doesn't matter to Juna, as they're already in a marriage.

"Isn't that what every husband wants?"

"Yes, I'm happy. It's just, next time let me play. You enjoyed it enough."

"Yes, Mum."

Dira is now under Juna. Juna reminded me that his wife enjoyed it enough. Dira was playing more than him. It is time for Juna to take on the role.

After a long time they were guerrilla. Finally Dira and Juna fell as well. Both seem exhausted. Juna pulled the blankets covering their innocent bodies. Occasionally pecking his wife's forehead. Dira's head is now on her husband's shoulders. Jemari Juna took a peek on each side of Dira's face.

"I love you, Dira"