Between Me and My Husband

Pregnant my son

We pray at dawn together with Mas Dipta as the priest. I finished praying, grabbed her hand, and kissed her. Mas Dipta immediately grabbed my face, kissed my forehead and my cheeks.

I take off my face and fold the prayer mat, the intention of the heart wants to go down immediately and then to the kitchen. Mas Dipta hugged me from behind and rolled me into the bed.

"We'll just lay down for a second." Said. I smiled, not refusing.

"Is it still painful?" Ask.

"No, it's better." Answer shy.

"Good, next time it won't hurt anymore." He smiled meaningfully. I looked at him suspiciously.

And as Mas Dipta's hand began to spread in my stomach, it slipped into my clothes upward squeezing the two da daku slowly. I flinched, I held her hand for her to stop the action. It's morning, isn't he going to the office today.

"Aren't you tired?" My toot.

"No, now I'm excited." He answered, put my hand away and continued his action.

"Maaaass.." My sigh was already powerless as she twisted the tip. Mas Dipta smiled, with a quick movement he took off all my clothes.

"Let's do it again Nia." He said, now he's stripping off his own clothes.

"What if I get pregnant?" I asked before Mas Dipta overcame my body.

"Do you mind if you're pregnant with my son?" She asked already by licking my neck. Then down to the mound in my da.

"No." I replied, Mas Dipta smiled and turned to scoop my lips.

That morning we did it again. Even until the sun has slipped into the sidelines of the window curtain, we still moan unpretently in the room.

As a result, my body feels crushed. I really don't have the energy to just wake up.

"Let's take a shower!" Invite Mas Dipta who is like there is no fatigue. I was drowning on the bed.

"Mas Dipta take a shower first, I'll be a minute." My answer, but apparently not cared about by Mas Dipta.

He even pulled over the blanket that covered my innocent body. I screamed when he suddenly lifted my body.

"Mas.get me down. What do you want?" I was panicking when I saw him take me to the bathroom.

"Be quiet, I'll just bathe you." Answer

"What's? I can shower myself, put me down. Mas." Reject me, but Mas Dipta did not budge. He sat me in a sitting toilet, and immediately flushed my body with warm water from the shower.

"I can do it myself. Give it to me." I said trying to reach the handle of the shower in the hands of Mas Dipta.

"Let me do it. If not, we'll do it again like it was here." Mas Dipta's words successfully silenced my lips from earlier protest. Geez, does he have superpowers or something like that until his batre is always full.

A few minutes later, we came out of the bathroom. I chose to walk on my own, although at first Mas Dipta was like I could not bear to see me walking in limp. He gripped me with a heart like I was about to collapse in the middle of the road.

"I'll be down for a minute, you're here!" He led me to sit on the bed. Without waiting for an answer from me, Mas Dipta walked out of the room wearing only a towel on his waist.

See the bed linen stained and the atmosphere of the room is dim. I got up again to change the bed sheet and open the room window. I inhaled in the air that morning from the open window.

I heard the sound of the phone shaking, when I was looking it was coming from the bag I was wearing last night. When I saw her, Amel called.

"Ampuuun Kan. from last night I called. Where the hell are you going? You also did not read my message!" Amel's voice was high, I kept my phone away from my ears.

"I'm at Mel's, why?"

"I thought of it. Some of you are in contact very difficult, I think there is anything. Thank goodness you're okay. How's your husband coming home today, right?"

"Emh. That's actually, she came home last night Mel."

"What's? My phone calls and messages you ignored. You're all good with your husband. I'm lucky I didn't sleep in your house. If I had slept there yesterday, there you would have soiled my sacred mind and brain." Cerocos Amel, my face blushed hearing Amel's words. Even so I laughed in response.

"Yes that is it. I hung up on him"

"Yes, thank you Mel. So it's not good, it made you worry last night."

"Huh. in fact elo delicious last night, yes already bye..." Amel immediately disconnects the phone. I smiled and I saw that there were some missed calls from him as well as his message.

Mas Dipta came in when I read some messages from Amel. He was carrying a tray of food and water.

"Who did you get the call from?" Tanya Mas Dipta put the tray she was carrying on the bed.

"From Amel, it turns out he called from last night." I replied, I saw Mas Dipta was neatly wearing a blue shirt and black pants.

"Hem.. Are you okay?" Again, I nodded.

"Eat, let it be strong again. I'll be at the office for a second. Before lunch I will go home. At that moment we're going to mama's house" he said, sliding the tray closer to me, so I could see the contents. Chicken porridge.

"Are we going to stay there?"

"Yes, we could have stayed there. No need to bring a change of clothes, because it's likely that you won't wear any clothes." Mas Dipta said those perverted words even with a flat face. My face was red because of it.

"Geez, why is Mas Dipta so perverted?" I said lirih.

"I'm a pervert with my wife so it's okay." The answer. My face grew red like a tomato.

"Did you create it?" I asked to point to the bowl to shift the topic.

"Of course not, where could I. There was a porridgeman in the front so I bought it. "

"Mas Dipta doesn't have breakfast?"

"I'll be at the office later. It's noon so you don't have to eat breakfast either." The answer is, I just nodded.

"I'm leaving now. After eating, you can go back to rest."

Mas Dipta kissed my forehead and then kissed my lips for a moment. I immediately grabbed her hand to kiss her.

"But heart is yes." I said, Mas Dipta nodded while rubbing my head gently.

He then walked out of the room. My heart is blossoming and feeling such beautiful love. I even forget, if that love could be pseudo and unreal to me.

My hope is so high to get such a warm treatment from Mas Dipta. Without ever knowing, I could have just made it as an impingement. As his only desire. Doesn't a man want to have a sweet mouth.