True Love Never Ends
The Part 59

Azhar pulled Nasha into her arms and held her tightly, pulling the blanket to cover her second body bathed in sweat. The stingy breath and the trembling body come together, calming each other and providing comfort.

The atmosphere is so peaceful and quiet, the weather outside is also very cold. But the two men still feel hot after the ritual obligations they live together. Beautiful, memorable, and full of surprises. The two looked at each other, as if they did not want to stop and did not want the night to pass. Still by trying to regulate each breath, the gaze is still so sad, like still not satisfied with the pleasure that is so unimaginable pleasure. That's too beautiful to be done...

Azhar kissed the angel's forehead, tidying her messy hair around her face. Sticky because of the sweat that is still flowing, and strangely, her angel was even more beautiful what else with their lips and a roaring chest. Trying to regulate the breathing that still feels heavy.

"Racid?" the question made his face redder, he blushed embarrassed, blushed, and pressed his body more and more into the body of the idol. Looking for more comfort and warmth and more "Sleep." cried Azhar softly. What's more Nasha's gaze so sweet, she must be exhausted and need rest. He must also be very sleepy, what else time goes on, tonight feels so long and extraordinary.

"Azhar's..." Nasha spoke softly, wrapping her tiny hands around her husband's waist. Feeling wet from the sweat on her husband's skin, Nasha moved her finger there. Creating an abstract pattern that succeeded in making Azhar growl back restrained.

"What, Honey? Not going to sleep yet?" tanya Azhar held back her moans.

"I'm so sleepy" said Nasha, which made Azhar chuckle. If she's sleepy, then what does that tap mean?

"It's only 2 o'clock, get some sleep. In an hour I will wake you up" said Azhar. He stroked Nasha's head so gently. Plied his head with a friendly kiss.

"An hour?" nasha asked half muttered.

"Yes, it's a long morning, honey. We can still continue if you're strong" Azhar teased as she chuckled. Nasha again blushed in embarrassment, she called her face on the innocent chest of the husband. Inhaling the scent that gave Nasha a great goosebump, Nasha kissed her. The sound of Azhar holding back his growl, made Nasha smile triumphantly. He managed to tease the husband with just this lighthearted entourage...

"Azhar.." He looked up again, even Nasha kept on tucking her, the kiss went up, passed the neck, perched on the chin and stopped on the lips.

Azhar could no longer hold back, she welcomed the gentle touch. Replying with a little more aggressive and deep, tempting and finally make the wife also can not resist.

"I don't think we need to sleep, we just continue" said Azhar and he was moving to start the next ritual.

Before his he cares about the state of the wife who is still bathed in sweat with breath sting and body shaking, he cares if the wife needs a break for a moment. But the woman did not understand Azhar's struggle to care, the woman even teased her "Don't blame me if tomorrow you have to rest in the room all day, dear"

Nasha smiled wryly, she stroked the husband's stern jaw "What's my fault?" tanya Nasha is still running her wiggly finger in Azhar's jaw.

"You're teasing me, Nasha... Though before I was worried that you still feel sick and tired" said Azhar and he kissed the tip of his wife's nose.

"I did feel that way, so now that I have to sleep" Nasha replied with a smile, she again called out her body to Azhar's body. Hugged so tightly "Good night, Azhar. May the dream be good." said Nasha who made Azhar gawk.

"Engga, Honey. I want a more beautiful reality." said Azhar while turning her body to lock Nasha's body under her. Nasha gasped in shock, she was about to protest but Azhar immediately silenced her mouth with Azhar's lips. Nasha accepted her with pleasure, she welcomed her with joy.

Once again the unification occurred, the atmosphere was so quiet that it added beauty to the ritual. The cold weather makes the two more crazy in seeking warmth to feel the heat, sweat and sound so beautiful. Like a melody that becomes an encouragement to each other, and the two continue to race to reap pleasure together.

As Azhar said, the morning is still long...

"You're not going to school?" surya asked Harry who had not yet taken a bath. The clock shows at half 7.

"Engga, Pa. Harry wants to go to the hospital, take care of Mama." replied Harry.

"You've been in the magic house all night, Har. If you really do not want to go to school, as good as you rest at home"

"But, Pa..."

"Papa wants to see Nasha, Papa will take her home for your Mama" Surya said later. Harry is silent, his parents still do not know about Nasha's marriage.

And her Mama? She slashed her wrist, feeling no longer any meaning to her life if without her daughter. But thankfully Raya was fine after Surya assured that he would bring Nasha back home.

"Pa.." cried Harry as Surya was about to leave "Sir Nasha was married to Azhar"

"What?" pekik Surya was surprised. His pupils dilated, as if he did not believe in his hearing "What do you mean, Harry?"

"Last night they got married, Harry came to their wedding. Last night Harry didn't go to a friend's house..."

Plakkk

Surya's slap landed perfectly on Harry's cheek, making Harry's eyes red and glassy. The slap was hot and painful, but his heart was much more painful.

"Why did you let her get married, Harry? And you didn't tell Papa?" shouted Surya furiously.

"Why is Harry in the slap?" asked Harry coldly.

"Because you've let your sister get married without our knowledge" Surya snapped. Harry laughed cynically...

"Papa forgot? Mama who dumped Kak Nasha, Mama who kicked out Kak Nasha, Mama said Kak Nasha no longer have parents. And what did Papa do when Mama treated Kak Nasha like that? Papa just shut up, coward. While Azhar and her family defend Nasha, they also defend Harry and stop Mama from slapping Harry. They grabbed Nasha's sister when Mama threw her away like that" Harry exclaimed with emotion.

Then he rushed away from his home even wearing only boxer shorts, t-shirts and flip-flops.

Harry was fed up with his family...

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Tbc....