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Ibra's hand painstakingly applied the ointment on the wound near his wife's chest. With all his might Ibra resisted his desire not to pounce on his wife.
"Mas," called Dee softly to Ibra.
"Eh, baby. Why awake?"
Dee just shook her head, she got up from her sleep and sat leaning on the bed.
"Why, baby?"
"Mas, sorryin Adek has not been able to fulfill his obligations as a wife. Adek apologized. Adek really failed to be a wife. Adek failed to become a mother, even Adek failed to become a child, Mas," said Dee with a voice that had vibrated. His head lowered deeply not daring to look at Ibra.
Earlier, when Ibra unbuttoned her shirt, Dee woke up to feel something soft touching her body. But Dee pretended to sleep so Ibra wouldn't get distracted.
"What the hell are you talking about, honey. You are the perfect woman for me. You are the best mother for Al. And you are the son of Shaliha for Father and Mother. So don't talk like that anymore, yeah."
"But you must be tormented withholding all your desires, Mas. Adek is ready if you touch Adek now. Adek also wanted to take Adek's reward as a good wife."
"You're gonna be a good wife giving your husband rights, baby. But I'm going to be a cruel husband, who fucks his wife with this kind of wound. I can still hold it. Anyways, a wound like this doesn't have much fun, baby. My activities will be limited later," replied Ibra who was interspersed with jokes to cheer Dee up.
Dee smiled at Ibra's words. "Thank you, for still receiving Adek, Mas."
Ibra brings Dee to her arms, "Sama-sama, dear. Me and Al are lucky to have a woman like you" said Ibra softly.
"Never stay in Adek, Mas. Now Adek has no one else. Mas and Al are the power of Adek. So don't stay with Adek, yeah."
While being calm in his arms, Dee recalled something and immediately let go of Ibra's embrace. "Where's Mas Al? Surely he was so scared just now seeing me getting angry," asked Dee anxiously considering how scared Al was at breakfast.
"Al again played under Agam and Kevin. He was scared, but now he's not, really."
"I'm sorry, yes, Mas" Dee said regretfully.
Ibra shook her head, "It's not your fault, baby. Now go to sleep again, yes. Must have been tired of kayaking before."
"Adek wants to go to the tomb of the same father Mother. Can, huh?" dee said expectantly to Ibra.
Ibra nods at Dee's request. "But later, yes. Now rest first. Must have been tired of crying like that," persuaded Ibra gently.
"Promise?"
"Promise."
"Mas here first, yeah. Elus-elus heads Adek," pinta Dee spoiled to Ibra.
"Mas Ibra's wife is spoiled, right now" said Ibra. Ibra lay down next to Dee. Making his arm a pillow for Dee's head. Dee clasped her head to the chest of Ibra's field looking for comfort there. Ibra's hand gently stroked Dee's head covered in her hijab.
Forgive my selfishness, baby. We all feel the wounds of my selfishness. Excuse me. Ibra said in her heart lovingly looking at his wife's peaceful face.
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