
Rimba's heart was pounding, adrenaline was like being spurred out as Steven's lips scooped his lips. His stomach was stirred with the contents of thousands of butterflies flying. Comfort and desire that had never been present before seemed to deliberately appear Steven.
Rimba swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. Is he facing Steven's attack? Does Rimba have to take hers off now?
The longer Rimba thinks, Steven won't wait. This handsome guy is getting bolder. His fingers that had originally hugged tightly to the waist of the magpie jungle moved down the back of the Jungle, rubbing his swab gently. While his face that was originally set on the neck of the jungle has been lifted in half, changed to smell the ears of the jungle to inevitably Rimba wriggling amused and groaning small.
"Steve," the wiry Jungle drowned. Calling her husband by name. He tried to hold Steven's chest so they would stop for a while, but his movements meant nothing.
"Once you mine, there's no going back, you're mine!" lirih Steven still survives to kiss his wife's cheek ears.
"Sister, for a moment" said Rimba, still trying to convince herself, Steven is her husband, where she gave up everything.
Steven raised his head. His eyes turned red, desperately holding back so as not to force Rimba to make love to him, but his body was very difficult to work with.
"OK, make me your one and only," Rimba said as if giving him conditions.
"Let's do it, wife!" steven's reply didn't give Rimba a chance to think again.
Rimba closed her eyes as Steven kissed her smoldering face and lips. Steven's fingers moved mischievously, rubbing Rimba's back but already in his wife's pajamas.
"Steve," said Rimba as Steven's fingers began to unlink his bra.
"Hem," replied Steven growling, drowning his face in the drugged neck of the Jungle and spilling all his desires there, making a mark of possession.
"What will hurt?" rimba asked suddenly, sounding innocent and so adorable, making Steven instantly stop kissing her neck.
The face of Rimba. Then he couldn't bear to laugh. The hot and intimate atmosphere that was once so dense filled the atmosphere turned warm.
"Why are you asking me? where do I know what it's like" Steven chuckles endlessly laughing. "The same old man you never had?" tanyanya seriously.
Rimba shook his head quickly, "His wealth is one of the biggest reasons why Marvin cheated on Angela" she wrote.
"Why? can't you please him? your lovemaking style is monotonous? or is he never satisfied?" guess Steven vulgar. His initial intention was only joking, but Rimba considered the strands of words were not just a joke.
The Jungle Reflex hit the chest of her husband's field. "Can't you think too far?" his protest. "I've never been that way! not once!" I'm an honest Jungle, I don't accept to be considered a silly woman according to him.
Steven's eyes were round in disbelief. He looked for lies in the plain expression on Rimba's face, but he could not find it. He felt sorry for taking these words out of his spontaneous mouth.
'So you're virgin, Rim?' at least that's what echoes in Steven when he heard the confession of his wife that he had doubted since knowing Rimba had one ex-lover named Marvin. "Sorry, I have offended your feelings" Steven said. Feeling sorry for speaking the origin. In his mind he considers women who have been dating must have also had intimate relationships with his partner. It is undeniable, the era is like that. But that doesn't apply to the jungle. In fact, the girl can still maintain her virginity until now.
"If you don't believe what I say, let's do it now. Maybe you'll know and feel it when my hymen is torn, "tantang Rimba still does not accept.
"Hey, I trust Rim," Steven directly rubbed Rimba's cheek, giving her a gentle peck on her forehead. "Once again I'm sorry, I've offended you," she said with pleading eyes.
"If it turns out I'm lying, and I'm actually dirty, will you keep me?" ask Rimba suddenly. Steven gasped to hear it.
Steven was silent for a moment, then nodded weakly. Seeing that reaction, Rimba slightly pushed Steven's body. Rimba rose from his sleeping position. And the two of them are now sitting on the neck of the bed. Hiding each other's legs inside a thick blanket.
"If it is like that, I assume you betrayed our promise 15 years ago. In the photo you saw in the wallet at that time, there we promised each other to grow up and get married. Because I try to be faithful and keep that promise," Steven said, turning his eyes in the other direction.
"What?" the voice of the jungle began to rise. "Then you talk about our past that I never remember. When did I ever promise something ridiculous like that when I was 7?" his reply was provoked.
"You mean?" Steven looked at Rimba again after previously throwing away his gaze.
Rimba laughed, "What past? I don't understand how terrible it is then we until you need a reason all this cliches just for marriage with me. Seriously? because you think I'm your past? what if you're wrong? what if it turns out I'm not the woman you promised to marry?"
Steven didn't answer. Now the two are looking at each other and no one is talking. Each one was wrapped in a high ego that would only turn into a shout as they opened their mouths. Steven's eyes reddened, he himself was at a loss as to what to answer. Actually, he was hesitant since Sean showed him a photo of Rimiko. I want him to forget that promise and assume only silliness. But he still felt burdened.
While across from him, Rimba had already shed tears, frown and chaos, confused about his own feelings. He who initially did not so much trouble the heart, now why feel baper? maybe because Rimba has really felt a heart for her husband.
"Okay, if we forget about that problem, I will try not to discuss our past again," said Steven clearly pitched full of regret in his voice.
"I don't want to! I just want some real clarity about our past. Can you tell me everything? tell me when and where we met?" pinta Rimba's.
Steven sighed for a moment, he rubbed his face. His desire that was in the crown was forced to hold back. It's good he told the story of the beginning of his meeting with the little jungle. Maybe from there there will be a miracle that will make Rimba return to remember who Steven is.
"At that time, you saved me from the ruins of a building in a mall in Tokyo due to a construction error. If there were no you, I might die in the rubble of that building. It was your little hand that got me out of there, Rim," Steven recalled his past.
"Huh?" rimba's response was shocked.
"Although at that time your head was badly injured, but you were great. You're trying to move the rubble of the building with your little hands to get me out of it, "She stopped, she didn't continue her story when she realized Rimba was in pain holding her head. "You why Rim? The jungle!" Steven was holding his wife's shoulder.
"It's crazy! really-really crazy!" Rimba kept Steven's hand off his shoulder. "I don't remember anything. You said it happened in Tokyo? Huh! I never went to Japan. It's absurd in my opinion" he said, holding his head back.
"But Rim--"
"Enough! can you please just stay with me first, sister!" pinta Rimba.
"You why? does your head hurt? why hold your head all the time?" steven was really worried.
"I'm okay, brother, just a little dizzy. I again need to be alone first," he said subtly driving Steven away for a while.
"Well, if you need anything, I'm in the guest room" Steven said.
Steven stepped out of the room. He left the jungle at his request. Meanwhile, Rimba, confused by his feelings, chooses to leave Steven's house quietly, returning to Vania's mother's house to find out about her past. How could the girl in the photo be so similar to him as a child? was that really him, or was there someone else who was so similar to him?
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No need to be surprised by the doubt, maybe we are just a pair of doubts that are traumatized by the damage to the soul in the past.