You Forgot Me Your Queen
Help me out

POV Rama

The atmosphere today was quite blistering. And I managed to pull over my car in the spacious courtyard of the house where my little family and I were going to live.

The house I bought, as a wedding present for Kalisa.

I glanced towards the clock that was fully circular on my wrist. Almost 12 noon. That means Zuhur's time is almost up.

"Pa, are we there yet?" I heard Reyhan ask from the back seat.

I turned my head, and nodded towards my two children. May and Reyhan. "Here you go, honey."

"Yeee_"

I immediately cut off their excited screeches with my index finger stuck to my lips, I made a gesture, telling them that the Mother was sleeping.

They compactly shut their mouths, then gave me a thumb, a sign according to.

I smiled, and opened the door first. Two maids, one security guard, and one driver who would help us take care of the house, were already standing up to welcome us.

I greeted them so kindly. On the contrary, they returned my greeting no less friendly.

I opened Reyhan's car door, then asked Bi Asmi and Mbak Darmi his name, helping my children to get into the room on the first floor, while others helped transport the goods in the box car.

After everything I gave directions, I walked back to the car, where the woman I adored was sleeping in her sleep.

I opened the car door, I saw Kalisa still comfortable with his position, I gave a smile, then gave a brief kiss on my woman's cheek.

I tried to carry him. Bring it to our room on the second floor.

Everything looks neat, there are only Kalisa's and mine's things that have not been arranged there.

I laid Kalisa's body slowly on the bed. Open the hijab that wraps around his head, then turn on the air conditioner.

Not yet entered Zuhur, I decided to rest for a while, lay my body beside Kalisa, and started hugging her.

This one woman turned out not to be bothered by my movements, she even more slammed her face into the chest, making me unintentionally chuckle because it felt amused.

"Kal, Kal. Why do you always make me fall in love. Even just looking at your way of sleeping makes me unable to look away." I muttered as I stroked the top of his head.

I inhaled the smell of Kalisa's fragrant shampoo. The scent I always wanted touched my sense of smell.

Until not long after, drowsiness attacked me, I slowly blinked, and finally fell asleep.

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POV Calia

I blinked my eyelids, I inhaled the scent that was all around me and it turned out, the scent of Mas Rama that I smelled.

I glanced here and there, and I was already in a room. The room that I believe in will be a silent witness to my journey of love with Mas Rama.

The clock shows at half-time. And both of us were engrossed in sleep, not yet performing the Zuhr prayer.

I glanced at Mas Rama, a calm and peaceful face as he slept, making my tribe seem to get enough nutrition.

While he was sleeping, I moved my finger over his lips, played it and chuckled. The thing that often fascinates me is really adorable, I am envious, why Mas Rama can have lips as good as this.

Then without hesitation, I kissed him, giving a little decapitation, until without realizing Mas Rama had opened his eyes.

The deg!

My naughty behavior got caught red-handed. As fast as lightning, Mas Rama changed positions, bending me with his sturdy body.

I was embarrassed, and I felt her smiling happily.

"You've been brave." His words made me more blushing, suddenly I covered my face with both hands, but behind that I smiled indistinctly.

Slowly, Rama pulled both my hands. He leaned his face, until both of our noses clashed.

As has become our habit, if you are anxious, surely Mas Rama broke his nose with my nose.

I chuckled, and the next second my hardness was silenced by his kiss. Rama did not move, we stared at each other for a moment.

Until gradually, I felt a soft lumaatan above my lips, my favorite lips were dancing, giving a delicious decap that felt so opiate.

I could feel, warm sighs began to greet, it was evident from our kiss that felt increasingly demanding.

I gripped Mas Rama's chest firmly, while the man's hand tried to open the gamis zipper in front of my body.

"Mas, we haven't prayed." My whine, as those eyes darkened, clouded my lust.

"It's over, honey. That's why don't you lure me." Said Mas Rama, looking back at my chest that had poked.

I bit my lower lip, yes it's my fault for fishing it. I moaned, as Mas Rama stumped at my sensitive shoots.

Makes the swish feel great. I brushed Mas Rama's hair, until the time came, we were both helpless.

He and I are both innocent, ready to wade through the sea of pleasures of heaven. And I let him by his action.

But wait, why did Rama shut up.

"What's up, Mom?" I asked, and he immediately put on a gloomy face. Her lips are cute, making me want to pinch her.

"What's the matter dear, why does Mas's face look disappointed?" My urge to ask for answers.

Rama was getting worse, then came down from above my body, slowly he kissed my lips.

"We can't go on, honey." Languidly. He was so excited earlier.

Oh, you know why?

I frowned, a sign of not understanding his words.

"Your voice is bleeding." Said Mas Rama complete with a disappointed face, and instead of pity I was laughing, the laughter that made Mas Rama pull my hand towards something that was tensing up was great.

My laughter subsided, changing with a pias face.

"Help me finish it."

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Someone asked for a visual of Mas Rama, who fits? If othor somehow ingetnya with two men. Alm. Mas Asraf, the same Mas Reza Rahadian. Which word do you guys fit?