But not Me

It can be arranged

"Honey, why do I see you like a lot of daydreaming, now. You also continue to avoid me, are you in trouble?" bagas asked, approaching his wife who was loving their son.

Indeed, since the incident of Yoga which tells about her forbidden relationship with Kamila that day, Dara became a lot of silent, she was also like afraid if she had to engage in conversation with her husband, not anything, she was also afraid, instead of her wanting to hide this matter from her husband, it was just that honestly scared and confused Dara had to start a conversation from where.

"No, nothing, maybe I'm just a little tired lately." Dara reasoned.

"Are you sick?" ask Bagas again while sticking the back of his hand on the forehead of the wife.

"I'm tired, mas. Not sick."

"Did this change in your attitude have anything to do with your conversation with Yoga the other day?" guess Bagas who just immediately made Dara a wave in his making.

"A-what do you mean? What conversation do you mean?" nervous Dara, his eyes were repeatedly thrown away from the window, as Bagas tried to stare in his light brown bead.

"About your sister who slept with Kamila, about the possibility that the child in Kamila's birth was her child," said Bagas, casually, while Bagas' speech sounded like thunder in daylight for Dara, it was terrifying.

"Mas, you know about all that? You eavesdropping on my talk and Yoga's sister?"

"I don't have to eavesdrop, baby, I just have to see the footage on my phone, because all the corners on the top floor I have a surveillance camera directly connected to my phone. Oh yes, and about your curious question of where Kamila knew about our covenant letter, the answer is here, she eavesdropped on our quarrel when discussing the covenant letter." Bagas showed a video of Kamila sticking her ear to the door of their room secretly.

"Mas, do you know anything about Kak Yoga with Kamila?" Dara turned away in disbelief, besides not believing it turned out that all this time his movements were monitored by Bagas secretly, he also did not know that it turned out that Bagas heard his conversation with his brother, who was not his brother, because Bagas like not to worry about all that, even though he was already terrified extraordinary.

"But why do you feel so calm, aren't you angry?" Ask Dara like she's not sure.

"Why should you be angry? Kamila was not my wife when she slept with Yoga, even when she was my wife she slept with some young men only I was not angry, from there I began to realize that I did not love him, because if I loved him, of course I would be very angry when I knew he was in love with another man, for that I divorced him, for that I divorced him, I don't want to continue to be involved in marriage without any feelings." she explained again casually.

"But you married me without any feelings, even clearly you said that I'm not your type, that marriage happened just because I was a-like"

"That's not true, all that I'm telling you is because I'm trying to deny my own feelings when I first met, I fell in love with you,"

"Because my face is--"

"No! I didn't even realize that your face resembled Kamila, your eyes, your bright brown eyes that seemed to instantly anesthetize me to not turn away from you in the least, a few minutes later I realized that your face had a resemblance to Kamila's, but at our initial encounter, it was your bright brown eyes that made me fall in love, the eye color is of course very different from Kamila's, so it's a big mistake if you or anyone else thinks I'm approaching and marrying you because of your resemblance to her, I love you because it's you, I love you, because you as Dara are not as someone else." The description of Bagas at length, revealed what had been in his pendam and almost no one knew even Panji or Anwar, he kept it tight for himself only, and only now did he reveal all that to his wife.

Dara was stunned by the words and feelings Bagas expressed to her. Bagas is really good at breaking apart the hardware so it often makes it feel like soaring because of surprising things like now.

"I'm sorry Yoga sir, mas." said Dara slowly, she felt very guilty about it even though Bagas kept telling her that he was okay and angry at all.

"Our unfinished business? What business?" dara asked frowned, she felt that all the problems they had talked about, even the last time her older brother's problems had just been resolved.

"The completion of the program added a younger brother to the Emperor, isn't it now past forty days, and it's past the puerperium?" Bagas grinned, while Dara's face instantly blushed instantly.

"I envy him, he can freely enjoy your chest at all times, while I can only watch it" Bagas said.

"Mas, what the hell! After his sister Kai's program how, he's not even three months old." Said Dara who then put the baby in the crib because his son was immediately asleep because he was full of breast milk.

"But I miss you, I miss you so much, I want to do it, but I don't want to hurt you, either, I know I used to force you so much that it made you feel traumatized, I understand if you're not ready to do it anytime soon." Say Bagas with a soft look and longing.

Dara approached her husband's burly body, then stopped right in front of her body so that they were now faced with eyes that locked each other, a little tiptoe Dara landed her kiss on the lips full of Bagas.

Getting a warning as if Dara gave him the green light, Bagas then held Dara's nape and deepened their kiss, as if not wanting to waste the opportunity he got.

Dara poked both hands around the neck of the man who now makes his heart beat so tight.

While Bagas' hands are now guerrilla behind Dara's blouse down his wife's delicate back, feel inch by inch the smooth skin he misses so much.

There was no other sound in the room of the super spacious room other than the sound of the roar of the breath of a husband and wife who seemed to be enjoying their delayed honeymoon.

Bagas's hands are getting naughty and more dare to open one by one the buttons of the blouse in his wife, so that the smooth white chest that he can only steal when Dara loves his son.

"They seem more contained than ever, the more I like." Whisper Bagas naughty, while playing two parts poking on Dara's chest which now looks fuller and fuller because it is in a period of love.

"Mas,," muttered Dara enjoying all the touches Bagas did, really all this has just been felt, he said, he did not think if his love with Bagas who previously only left pain and trauma due to the rude attitude and compulsion Bagas, now Bagas made himself feel not retraced on the ground, he seemed to be taken flying away with all the treatment he could say was very expert.

"Why, hemh, are you ready to do it?" whispered Bagas right in the ear of Dara who was writhing because of his actions.

"Tell me if you want it, I won't do it if you don't want it." Tempt Bagas who knows that Dara is now clearly foggy passion.

"I want to, but don't make me pregnant again, I want to focus on raising Kai first" Dara's great-grandson in the end, the collapse of his defense was by a Bagas who continued to make him rumble and mention the name Bagas repeatedly in his taste.

"As you wish madam, it can be arranged!" bagas said excitedly, he did not want to miss this golden opportunity, a battle that had been waiting for so long, making Dara really his, really his, do it on the basis of the wishes of both parties and without any coercion from anyone.