BEAUTIFUL REUNION IN TWO

129. Fantastic Experience

Nadia, her husband, her two children, as well as an assistant and several servants, returned to Indonesia using Glor's private jet.

Although they have to transit twice in two countries due to flight coverage limits, they still prioritize privacy and comfort considerations. For bringing two young children.

One of them is a baby. And another, Glor, is on the move. Have abundant energy. Never be quiet except when sleeping.

Especially for his family trip to Indonesia, on board the plane has been fitted with a bed and sofa. It was equipped with curtains for the privacy of his family. So that the atmosphere on the plane is the same as the atmosphere of the house with maximum comfort.

Her husband took advantage of his free time on a plane which he rarely had to play with Glor. Playing cars and planes.

Bimasena, the man who had held her heart, never looked tired and never complained. The man who made her understand what it's like to be loved.

"My time to have fun in a frenetic world is enough, Mi. Now Daddy has a great responsibility as the head of the family. All Daddy wants right now is to live a quiet and peaceful life with the family, and to see Mommy, Glor and Frey happy," her husband said one night when he came home from work and found that their children had fallen asleep.

For a few minutes Bimasena took Glor to the flight deck (cockpit), standing with his son behind the pilot. Showing to his son the pilot who was controlling the aircraft with flight control.

Once it was dark, they enjoyed the dinner menu from the plane's kitchen. Which is carried on the plane in frozen (frozen) form, then heated in the oven before being served by the cabin crew.

But specifically coffee for her husband, she made her own using a caffe maker available in the aircraft kitchen. Because only she knows the exact composition of her husband's favorite coffee.

It took a thousand and one ways to put Glor to sleep. Because Glor just wants to play and keep playing. He fell asleep on the couch because of exhaustion. Then her husband moved Glor to the bed.

Since her husband was having a serious conversation with Aurel, the assistant, she chose to go to bed first. He lies next to baby Frey and Glor.

But not yet five minutes she lay down, her husband had followed into and closed the curtain that became a barrier with other passengers who accompanied them. Stand between the curtains and bed.

He saw an unsettling glint from the gaze of the man who held his dream. Because they are at the wrong place and time. Her husband's face is overcome with desire.

"Dad, what are you doing?" she asked in a soft voice full of misgivings as soon as she saw her husband take off the knit sweater as well as the t-shirt that her husband was wearing.

Bimasena did not even answer. Busy removing ce lana leaving bo xer.

"Later the children are disturbed and awake." He reminded when the four of them slept on a small bed. Moving even a little will wake their children up.

"Standing position." Her husband called her along with a facial cue. "Here!"

She sat up, staring in disbelief at her husband. But did not follow her husband's orders to stand. Did her husband know where they were? Where there's a madam on the plane.

They and the person outside their room were only limited by curtains. Even the roar of breath can be heard out let alone another strange sound in the form of de sa han.

He realized, he could not avoid being trapped by a hungry and lustful lion.

The lion whispered terror in his ear,

"Sofa already, the car already, behind the window already, the prison ever, the bathtub already, the pool, also the beach already. Never been in the air, right? Daddy wants Mommy to try what it's like to love in the air, on a plane. Between heaven and earth." Her husband's voice turned hoarse, withstanding an ardent desire.

The whisper of deadly logic accompanied re ma san who was rather rude. Makes her gulp and squeal stifled.

"But the people outside can hear us, Dad," he said. Trying to keep the flight on track.

"That's sensation. It's up to Mommy to wear silent mode or make a fuss" her husband sizzled. Not accepting any reason.

"Daddy bring the dom con?" again he sought excuses with the contraceptive he used.

"No!"

"What if so, Dad ? Frey's only been half a year," he said.

"Half years, it's old enough to have a sister," her husband concluded.

Then whisper to him that makes him crumble

"Hate many children for me, my mistress. Then I will give you happiness."

Never in recorded history has the prey escaped from the hungry lion.

He can only bite the Bimasena sweater as a silencer of his mouth that is not able to withstand the onslaught that does not stop.

I don't know what her husband meant. Removing the sweater he bit from his mouth. Did her husband purposely have de sa han who escaped from his mouth sound people out there? Or intentionally torture him so as not to make a sound while being driven?

Her husband was always full of willingness to try challenging fantasies. Nothing can prevent. No matter the whispers of people out there that are clearly heard all the way inside.

This is what it feels like to fly when you are flying. Bimasena threw it into the clouds while it was enveloped in the clouds of night. Climb up and keep climbing, bathed in sweat. Reaching the peak that turned out to be much higher on the plane. When he got there, he shouted slowly.

A fantastic experience. She needs dinner once to recharge her husband's drained power.