You Forgot Me Your Queen
Not Kalisa
As usual, at dawn. Kalisa and Rama hunt to wake each other up first. But today there is something different, because Rama woke up with a turbulent taste in his stomach.
He kept feeling stirred up, until this early he was already standing in front of the sink, to bring out whatever was inside his stomach.
Yesterday Susan's doctor explained that Rama will experience this kind of thing, at least until Kalisa passed his first tri semester.
However, with gratitude the man did not complain, only now he looked lethargic, with a pias face. While cold sweat soaked his temples.
"Mas, sorry yeah. Because of me you're like this?" Kalisa also felt concerned, he continued to rub the nape of Rama gently, a bitter yellow liquid had passed through the man's throat.
Hearing Kalisa apologize, Rama hurriedly washed his mouth, then faced the woman. He clasped Kalisa's hand, and pressed it against his cheek.
"Darling, what are you talking about? You're pregnant because of me. It's a risk we have to take together. I'm okay," he said gently.
Makes Kalisa at least a small smile. Then the hand perched on the cheek changed.
"But will Mas be able to go to the office if like this continues? I don't think I have the heart, Mas" said Kalisa, he looked at Rama with a shady look.
Rama kissed Kalisa's ranum lips at a glance.
"Calm down, I can take three months off. And accompany you at home." Rama's hand broke the top of Kalisa's head, and stared at the still flat stomach.
While the two-child woman frowned confusedly.
"Kok that?"
Rama chuckles with Kalisa's reaction. "Like me, I'm the boss."
Rama's bad answer made Kalisa base a pinch that is quite hard.
"It hurts, dear," complained Rama, but still chuckled.
"Mas, if you like it carelessly." Kalisa poked his lips. Makes Rama even more nervous.
"Hehe, I'm sorry. If not carelessly dapet pinching right?"
Rama wrapped his hands around Kalisa's waist, and their gaze met.
"It's not."
"Mas." Holding Rama's chest. But it failed, because now his body was locked.
Rama's gaze began to differ, his binaries clearly wanting something else. And Kalisa already knew what the man wanted.
"Once," said Rama, replying to the pain on Kalisa's forehead, the woman made a smile, then nodded, giving Rama approval for the man's actions on his body.
Chuckles, Rama breaks the gagging of Kalisa's nose and ends up harboring his kiss.
Welcoming with pleasure, Kalisa received every treatment of Rama, he felt an inexhaustible gentle absorption. Until his body lifted, Rama took him to step towards the bed.
The man looks to be holding his wife. Until Kalisa's evening dress is revealed, with perfectly circular hands around Rama's neck.
"Can you take control, honey?" asked Rama carefully, while continuing to pay attention to the beautiful face of Kalisa who blushed.
Asked like that, swear by anything, Kalisa was very shy to answer. Wanting him to say yes, but his tongue was like a hoax, to put their lips together first, was the path that Kalisa chose.
Rama smiled in his heart.
A hot room was suddenly created, on a cold morning with a breeze of sounding shahdu.
A sound of the creaking of the bed that collides with the friction of sweaty skin. On Rama's body, Kalisa moves agilely, playing a new role to please her husband.
While Rama did not stop groaning, enjoying every beat that melted his consciousness.
Until shortly afterwards, the wave came simultaneously, making Kalisa and Rama both feel the tremors of the soul.
Both breathing with a breathless roar, Rama uncovers Kalisa's haircut behind the ear, and brings the body to lie down beside him.
Rama gave a smile, making Kalisa smile too. "Thank you, honey." He said while peeping the top of Kalisa's head long enough.
The woman nodded, then returned a glance at Rama's cheek. "Together, my mother." Down shy.
"We take a shower, and we pray at dawn." Rama.
And Kalisa was only able to nod his head. She was unable to look at her husband's face, especially after the activities that made Kalisa feel that it wasn't her.
Not the usual Kalisa.