Widows Complex
48. Are you satisfied?

2 Months later.

The son has officially become Imelda's husband.

Every night, since the Son lived with Imelda. Some widows in the compound often pass by and stop to just want to know how the Son and Imelda have a husband-wife relationship at night. However, all the efforts of the widows there were in vain because every night they could not listen to the moans of Imelda from behind the walls of the gate of the house.

How to listen to the moaning voice of Imelda. The son has not done the duty like a husband to his wife, because he is confused where to start.

That night in Imelda's room.

Aluna had fallen asleep in her room located on the ground floor. Imelda and Putra were still awake with tense bodies and each of their eyes looked at each other up at the ceiling of the room.

‘After 2 months, the time of the Son did nothing to me. The time of the Son is just a kiss of the lips. Iisss, actually Son loves me or he already has another woman out there who has satisfied him?’ the grumbling of Imelda in her heart prejudiced the Son.

Another is the mind of the Son.

‘Okay, so nervous! Because I think too much about Imelda ever getting married. I was so afraid myself couldn't give him any satisfaction in bed. Although I've repeatedly read how to hook my wife from the application. But, still I'm nervous,’ Inner Son.

Bored in the residence and feeling awkward for 2 months like that. This time Imelda took action to do such a thing first. Although a little shy will be in the value of aggressiveness by the Son. But, inevitably Imelda had to do it to make sure that the Son really loved her and had no other woman out there.

Imelda moved to sit on the lap of the Son, holding both the wrists of the Son and placing them on the top of the head of the Son.

“Ka-you why?” ask the nervous son.

“My well has been dry for quite a while. Don't you intend to wet it?”

“Ga-galian which well? As far as I know in this house does not have a well,” said Putra innocently.

“This age, which is below. Your time is not sensitive anyway!” cetus Imelda directed his gaze to the central point.

“Se-actually I don't know how to do the right thing. I-I'm afraid to disappoint you,” said Son honestly.

“Yes geez. If you don't know, I'll teach you. And..I am very sure you can do it without in ajarin,” said Imelda.

“Alright, I will try to be a good husband,” hela Putra.

Imelda came down from the lap of the Son, sat down beside the central point of the Son, and slowly the hand wanted to lower the pants of the Son's pajamas.

“Ka-you want to say?” son asked nervously, his hand holding Imelda's hand.

“We will warm up,” said Imelda back down the pants pajamas Putra. However, Putra held him back by twisting their sleeping position.

The son of Imelda.

Deg deg!

The rhythm of heart beating to each other sounded quite strong in both ears of each.

“It is not good to let the wife start first,” said Putra.

Son kissed Imelda pink lips. Slowly but surely, the kiss grew hotter and spread throughout certain parts so that the sound of******** was heard from Imelda's lips. It makes the adrenaline of the son warm up. They stripped each other of their clothes, so that the body covered in salty liquid looked plain and shiny. Even though the air conditioner has been turned on, they feel the heat is quite burning throughout the body.

“I'll put it in,” whispered Putra as hers had hardened.

“Yours are quite large, and I need you to slowly insert them. Ka-because mine has not been touched for a long time, pa-certainly it will hurt,” said Imelda timidly.

The son nodded, slowly but surely he put his possessions into the cave already unsealed.

Although not a virgin anymore, Imelda's property feels very narrow and it makes the Son fight extra to be able to enter.

Imelda endured the pain of getting that huge hard object into hers. After struggling for 10 minutes, it finally entered and slowly moved inside.

1 hour passed. The son has successfully spouted the seeds of his love into the womb of the wife. Now the plain body filled with salty liquid both men were covered in a thick blanket.

“Thank you,” said Putra after managing to catch his breath, then kissed Imelda's forehead.

“Are you satisfied doing that to a widow?” ask Imelda to make sure.

“Satisfied, I think yours is the same as belonging to a virgin girl,” said Honest Son.

The son hugged and kissed the wife. Then he pulled out Imelda's body, putting her to sleep on her burly arm.

“Of course. When I am ready to make the decision to marry you, then I must also be ready to accept everything that is on you,” said the Son to calm the heart of Imelda.

Just got ready to have a husband-wife relationship, and still want affection. The door of the room was knocked strongly from the outside and Aluna's voice was heard.

“Mami!” call Aluna from the outside with a slight whimper.

“A-Aluna, I should wear pants first,” said Putra immediately got out of bed to pick up his pajamas. Then put on Imelda pajama clothes so as not to be too plain.

“A-I will open the door for Aluna. You-you do not move so that the liquid can be a baby grandpa,” added Putra gave the order without shame.

Imelda nodded, and laid her body back down.

“Aluna why cry?” ask the son after opening the door.

“Tadi Aluna dreams of meeting a beautiful woman. She said the woman was Aluna's biological mother. The beautiful woman wanted to hug Aluna because she missed,” Aluna's fight about her nightmare.

For a moment the Son turned his gaze to Imelda. Imelda gave the code to hold Aluna and take her to bed. The son obeyed Imelda's orders, carried Aluna and placed her beside the empty bed next to Imelda.

“Don't cry yeah, babe. It was just a dream, next time that Aluna met a beautiful woman who wanted to hug Aluna. So Aluna hugged it, who knows she missed her son,” said Imelda understood the meaning of Aluna's dream.

Aluna stopped crying, and looked at Imelda.

“But, Aluna is scared. What if that beautiful woman is a ghost?”

“If that beautiful woman is a ghost. Where might he ask for a hug from Aluna. Maybe the beautiful woman is an angel in the dream of Aluna,” said Imelda explained by making up.

“True also said Mami. Next time if the beautiful woman comes into Aluna's dream, then Aluna will give a warm hug like Aluna hugging Mami!”

“Is Aluna still scared?” ask Imelda to make sure.

“No. Aluna was not afraid and cried again,” said Aluna shook her head.

“Aluna want to sleep here or in the room?” tanya Putra was still standing beside the bed.

“Aluna, it's already big. So, Aluna wants to go back to Aluna's room,” said Aluna while wanting to crawl down. But directly carried by the Son.

“Try Om see the face of the already big girl?” son asked, looking at Aluna's face.

“This!” sahut Aluna showed her wide smiling face to the Son.

“If so wave hands to Mami first, before Om drive you to the room,” said Putra gave the order.

“Daaa! Mami, good night. muaaaach!”

“Good night dear. Do not forget to read the prayer before going to bed,” said Imelda gave a message.

“Ready, Mami!”

“Then we go down first Mami. Daaa!” pamit Putra said Mami.

After the door closed. Appearing women in clean white dress with hair decorated with flower headbands. The woman was her late mother Aluna, she was standing right next to Imelda's bed.

“Thank you for raising my daughter to be this beautiful. Thank you for giving her such sincere affection. This time I can really calm down in nature there, one day you can tell me who you really are. And, take my daughter to visit me to the tomb. Tell him I'm his real mother. Thanks again Imelda. I'll go first!”

The woman disappeared before Imelda answered all her words.

"Yes, one day I'll tell Aluna!" imelda muttered softly.

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