Trapped in Love Little Girl
S2 - Chapter 6
Sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting for the husband to come out of the bathroom. His anger had melted away with nothing left, the ego that had soared, had fallen to hear the words of his father-in-law.
The bathroom door opened, men in plain pajamas of gray color came out. Walking closer, sitting next to the girl with the title of wife, who kept staring did not take her eyes off since coming out earlier.
“Why?” Sally shook her head.
“Long.” His hand stretched out tucking his wife's hair that was growing longer.
There was no talk for a moment, Zean was busy staring fixedly at the snow-white parachute that began to swell his cheek.
“Looks ... This home food nutrition is perfectly absorbed into your body, Darling.”
Whether to be angry or grateful, hearing the words of the husband that sound ambiguous.
“No one wants to say I'm fat, ‘kan?” His gaze probed, lips coming forward.
Zean thins the lips. Because Sally's assumption is not entirely wrong. “You are still beautiful, whether fat or not.”
The look did not like to back highlight, the girl threw away her face.
“Ck! I'm angry, Sa. Udah dong, do not be angry, pity ‘kan Little?” Switch on belly, gently caressing.
“So I don't want to see Eza?” Rehobberate.
Raising his face, the clear black netra he had just rotated, unraveling the memory of every second with Eza and his presence at Andra Pratama's house during the feud some time ago.
“I'm confused,” the answer is honest.
“Still angry with him?”
Zean just put his shoulders down, he didn't know what to answer. Maybe it's not angry, but the bad memories are still stored neatly in memory.
“You know, Sa?” Looked at Zean carefully. He was always trying to be a good listener, every man in front of him started sharing stories.
“I used to be close to him, before Oma left. Before, he wasn't like that. But, indeed at that time he was still in Pratama Group, until finally the transfer of leadership made him raise the flag of civil war.”
“Can I know why he is like that, Brother?”
“Huft ...” Striking long, then breaking down rough his sturdy body. Supported with both hands bent behind the head, staring at the ceiling of the room.
“You remember when I told you about papa's little life?” Sally nodded.
“Papa used to be separated from both of his parents, because a crazy woman carried him off when Oma went inside the house to pick something up. Intending to sunbathe in the morning yard with his son, it ended unexpectedly. Oma used to babysit without the help of a babysitter, so all by herself. Somehow the story, papa was already in one of the orphanages in the city of A, then met your grandmother.”
Get up and sip a glass of water from the nightstand and return it. “When returning to the Pratama family, of course om Andra was shocked. Because he thought his brother was dead. But it didn't. At first everything was fine, om Andra led Pratama Group, while papa in the company om Andra manage at this time. Due to a failure in the handling of the project, almost all shareholders withdrew their shares from Pratama Group. Making the condition of the company shaken, and Oma asked for an exchange of positions between papa and om Andra right then and there. Finally, it happened like that. I was even in sixth semester, papa forced me to help him in resurrecting the Pratama Group. Therefore, om Andra does not like me too much, ‘kan? Since then I have been upset with him, our relationship so stretched.”
“But, Brother. Om Andra apologized. Even for a child like me, he was not ashamed to apologize in person while in the hospital. Forgive him.”
Hearing Sally's words, Zean straightened up, approaching. “Ish, you are a child. But you know you want to have a child.” His eyebrows go up and down, flirting with a smirk sucks.
One pinch landed on the stomach, making Zean complain. Sally felt addicted, not wanting to stop raving Zean.
“Sayang .. enough. Tomorrow my body is red-red, because of your KDRT.”
The girl rolled her lazy eyes, then crawled leaning on the head of the bed. Zean came over, put himself to sleep in Sally's lap. The handsome face turned to the stomach, inviting the conversation of their future baby.
“Do you have any complaints, Sa, during its presence?”
Sally looked down, looking at Zean who was busy kissing the stomach since. “No, she's too smart, never fussy.”
Zean raised his face. “Definitely at birth will be as smart as me?” he said he was proud, making the wife just stare cynically.
Sally admitted, she's not as smart as her husband. Inwardly also hoping that if their descendants could be as smart as that Pratama Young Master.
“Sa ..”.
“Hmm ...,” the answer is no less short.
“Main yuk.” Sally's eyebrows rose next door, staring in wonder at the man on her lap. “Main what? Already malem, want to play what the hell, Kak?” The girl doesn't understand.
“Tsk! You this, have been married for almost a year, do not understand.”
Uphold the body, smother a smile as sweetly as possible. Sally's heart melted, the girl actually joined in with a shy smile.
Starting to launch the action, fingers began to spread to each side. Breaking down the girl pujaan, start fondling every side.
“Bby?”
Just smiling, his wife complied and enjoyed the touch of the husband. Every day they meet, does not mean they can let go of longing at any time. Sally's erratic mood, making Zean sometimes overwhelmed and unable to get the right every time.
Fused in the space with the dim lighting, enjoy each other every movement. There was no pain or discomfort, Zean played softly, for the two to enjoy each other.
During Sally's two-bodied condition, Zean always controlled himself. Making the girl comfortable, and even more infatuated with the game that Zean created. The man did not want to hurt his wife and children when his desire was stirred, making sure to give happiness to both.
Not wanting to be selfish, he also wanted to bring a loved one in the bliss of love. Gurgle enjoyment together, attaining world nirvana.
Two hours passed felt so fast for the two people who were in sweat, kissing each other friendly and caressing each other when all was done. Gently embracing Sally's body, channeling a lot of love through a meaning that is implied in each treatment. Zean couldn't just say thank you.
“You clean-up now?”
Sally simply shook her head, she increasingly cringed into Zean's embrace. Every now and then her tiny lips sipped the skin of the field the man was embracing, leaving an unsolicited mark.
“Ish, you're aggressive once now?” his hiss, along with a strange coil spread all over the body.
“Have I been good at satisfying, Brother?” he said without shame or doubt.
Zean stiffened, only this time Sally was that brave. Could it be a pregnancy factor too? Uhuy .. his heart would definitely be so happy if Sally would always be aggressive going forward.
“You gave me permission to ask for the rights of a husband, that alone has become my own happiness, Sa...”
The girl looked up, staring at the white face full of sweaty furrows that made the creature look even more handsome. “So .. Brother doesn't like it if I'm being more aggressive?” He pursed his lips.
“Eh, of course not. But I'm not demanding, I just want you and the Little One to be comfortable when I want to see him.” Smiling sweet.
Close up, hide your face after smiling and blushing. “Why are you so funny, just now confidently talking about aggressiveness, now just shy.”
Not answering, the girl only hit the small chest of the husband who was full of signs that he gave, making Zean tighten his arms, peeling his head repeatedly.
“You slept?” His hand caressed Sally's head.
“You to the bathroom first.” Start moving away, and get ready to sit down while pulling the blanket. “Kak, get me my shirt.” The girl was in trouble if she had to pick something up on the floor.
“Udah, that's it, why the hell, Sa?” Her talk made Sally look up to dislike.
The silly grin that was engraved was gone, he immediately woke up and took the clothes of the wife who was thrown away earlier.
“You are helped?”
“Ngak!” Quickly, his hand grabbed the sleeping pajamas from Zean's hand.
Get out of bed, get ready for the bathroom to clean up. “Do not shower, Dear.” Sally turned her head, her brown netra as if asking, why?
“Remember, you're pregnant. Tomorrow's the shower,” Zean's chimpanzee from the bed.
Sally simply continued the goal, obeying Zean's will at the time.
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