Akad Undereviled

Chapter.75 The Second Night

Gessn ... This is a husband and wife scene, please who does not have a husband or wife cover first. 🤭

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Alisha was unable to hide the red hue on her cheek because of Arsya's words. Coupled with Arsya's gaze that seemed to lock him in the eyeball.

"I'm sorry if yesterday I let you down. All because I feel unworthy of you, but I love you and I really want to be with you." Arsya pulls Alisha in the arms.

The woman could only shake. Even when Arsya whispered, "I love you so much Alisha. Sorry if I'm late to realize all. I won't let you go anymore .. won't."

Alisha's body trembled as Arsya let go of her embrace and clenched her lips suddenly. His heart beats as Arsya begins to deepen her kiss. Making a strange rumble in him rattled unusually. The clutch in the hand just slipped off.

Amongst the hunting breath, Arsya released her pagutan. "You belong to me Alisha .. only mine," said Arsya softly and then back to clench Alisha's lips that began to be addictive.

The deeper the kiss, the sweeter the taste that is tasted. Alisha who is not yet proficient is only able to grip the shirt on Arsya's chest.

"Don't leave again, don't ever leave me again." Only a few sentences came out of Arsya's lips because she could not bear to not take back the sweet taste of Alisha's lips.

From the look of his eyes looks so obvious if Arsya really wants Alisha tonight. Sometimes he took off his lips and opened one by one the clothes he was wearing.

Arsya also led Alisha's hand around her neck. He also took off Alisha's hijab to enjoy the wife's neck.

Alisha tried to hold back the flash of fear that struck. In fact, the therapy he did not necessarily eliminate all trauma when Arsya touch back he felt. This time, however, he was more in control. Alisha did not let fear rule. He must win this war of trauma.

Alisha resigned with every touch that Arsya did to her body. Also, when the man slowly lowered the zipper of the robe he was wearing. There was no rejection from Alisha.

Even when Arsya started to lead him into bed. Alisha is really resigned.

"I'll do it gently, won't hurt you."

Arsya kissed Alisha's forehead, then recited the prayer that was taught by Pakdhe Imran to begin their union. "Bismillah allahumma jannibnis syaithan wa jannibis syaithan ma razaqtana."

The silence of the night bears witness to the unification of their love. The cold that had felt lost changed warm when their skin touched each other.

There are no more words than the sound of pleasure. Swish in the chest makes the desire to be satisfied. Arsyanendra Bagaspati, now officially started his first inner living.

The man gently rubbed Alisha's stomach as soon as the union reached the top. The prayer is lifted up. "May Allah grant the children of the sholeh and the sholeh to be my successors."

Alisha smiling haru. Arsya has really changed. He proved his words to be gentle and not hurt. He is also proud of himself who ultimately managed to get out of the fear of the past. Arsya who incised the wound, the man also now who made it healed.

Unknowingly Alisha rubbed Arsya's head which was still on her stomach. Let Arsya be there a little while. Because soon the man finally fell asleep because he was tired.

Alisha who still could not believe what had just happened kept staring at Arsya's face lying beside her. He rubbed the sweat on the forehead of the husband.

"Sleep, tomorrow is long."

Alisha gasped in shock because apparently Arsya had not really fallen asleep.

"Mas Arsya hasn't slept?"

"It was going to sleep but your hand rubbed it woke me up."

Alisha is ashamed. Why can't he resist not wiping the sweat on Arsya's forehead.

"Let's sleep." The man then pulls Alisha in a trap. Letting her arms become a pillow for Alisha.