A Wound

Chapter 56's

After changing clothes and praying Isya, Ara got ready to sleep. But when going up to his bed, Ara saw the gift that was given Ibra lying there.

"Open up" said Ibra, who was currently standing behind Ara.

Ara grabbed the gift and opened it quickly, very curious about the gift her husband gave her. "It's...." Ara's speech was interrupted, while lifting a red lingerie.

Ibra smiled and hugged Ara from behind. "Wear it!" her word.

"No, it's too sexy" she refused, who then turned her back on Ibra.

"It's only used in the room." Ibra grabbed the lingerie and spread it out in front of Ara. "Very suitable for you" he said with a teasing smile.

"But Ara is ashamed" said Ara.

"Post with me? Come on, I'm the only one who saw it... Used it?" ibra Pinta.

"All right!" Ara grabbed the lingerie from Ibra's hand and went into the bathroom to change her clothes.

Ibra followed Ara's steps, and waited for her in front of the bathroom door. Can't wait to see his wife use the gift.

Ara, who had changed her clothes with lingerie, felt hesitant to get out of there. Over and over again he saw his reflection in the mirror, and it made him even more embarrassed to come out.

But, he couldn't possibly continue to be inside the bathroom as well.

Chequek...

Hearing the sound of the bathroom door opening, Ibra focused her gaze on the door.

"Beautiful!" Ibra pulled both corners of her lips when she saw Ara who looked so beautiful using lingerie that was so contrasted with her white skin.

Ara held onto her chest and shoulders, intending to cover the part that felt so open to her. "It's too open" he said, then tugging down the end of his lingerie just a little above his knee.

"But beautiful" said Ibra, who then stepped closer, eroding the distance with his wife. "Do you know, as you keep pulling it down, then you'll open up more and more at the top" he whispered, touching Ara's chest with his fingers. Making Ara round her eyes, following the location of her husband's naughty hands.

"Tomorrow, I'll buy you more like this" he said, smiling mischievously, then dropping down next to Ara's lingerie strap and peeling the woman's shoulder repeatedly. Ara's body fragrance had really aroused her passion, making her unable to touch the woman's body.

"No need, I don't feel comfortable wearing it," said Ara quickly, enduring the turmoil arising from the man's touch.

"You will feel comfortable when you get used to wearing it" he said, without stopping to kiss his wife's open body. Until his kiss ended on the lips of his wife.

Ara sighed softly as Ibra stopped her activities. But that is not the end, it is only the beginning for Ibra. Ibra smiled and kissed his wife's lips again, leading her to bed without letting go of her kiss. He dropped both lingerie strings hanging on Ara's shoulders, until the lingerie completely slipped off his wife's body, and launched the action.

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"Oh yeah, I always wanted to ask this, but kept forgetting. Since when have you been hijab?" asked Ibra who kept staring up.

"It's been over a year" answered Ara, wiggling her index finger across her husband's chest, as if she were writing something there.

"Why? What made you decide to go headscarf? Miya and Arumi aren't even as hijab-wearing as you," she asked.

Ara stopped her hands, and thought for a moment, before finally answering, "I love to see women in hijab. It also kept me away from a lot of men. Because from what I see, men make a boundary with women who are hijab. They do not embrace or touch as they please the hijab-wearing woman" explained Ara.

"Yes, you're right." Ibra turned her body towards Ara. Tidying up the child's hair that covers his wife's face and brings her behind the ear. "Do you know, when I first saw you in the hospital back then, I was already fascinated to see you so beautiful with your hijab. You really look more mature than the last time I saw you back in High School" she said, rubbing Ara's cheek gently.

"What time?" Ara turned her gaze, looking into the eyes of her husband. "Maybe I look grown up because of my swollen face, as a result of constantly crying."

Ibra chuckled and pinched Ara's cheek. "Yes right, at that time your face looked funny and very adorable," he said, shaking his pinch. Made Ara grimace in pain and hit her husband's hand.

"Then what about you? Were you fascinated by me then? Don't I look more handsome now?" tanya Ibra was confident.

"I didn't pay much attention to my brother at the time. But. I think it's just an ordinary brother."

"Really?" tanya Ibra made sure.

"He'em!" ara replied.

"God.... Can't you just lie a little to make your husband happy?"

"I've done it" Ara replied smilingly.

"you mean? Am I getting good-looking?" Ibra smiled seductively.

"He's so handsome, I'm so anxious and want to bite Brother." Ara actually bit down on Ibra's nose, and quickly distanced her body upon hearing Ibra's agonizing scream.

Looking at Ara who was moving away from him, Ibra quickly pulled the woman's body and wrapped it under her body. "You'll get the right payback for biting me." Ibra then retaliated by biting Ara's nose, even both cheeks to the lips of his wife.

"I'm sorry.." cried Ara who kept laughing. But not cared for by Ibra, who then kissed the entire face of the woman, and sipped Ara's lips continuously without mercy.

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