Feel Engineering

Most Serious

Chapter 58 Most Serious

They are still in a long demanding kiss*n, no one wants to let each other go as if tomorrow no longer has time. A physical linkage that dissolves the heart, full of feelings and longing that blows.

There is no most beautiful meeting other than the meeting of two hearts separated by anger. Anger has made two souls love each other away. And when you meet, let the sparks of gair*h that meggelora take over all the wounds ever created, because every touch of the meeting is representative of all the unspoken flavors.

If you don't think about the baby in Dea's womb, maybe Azka is crazy, wants to take and replace all the time she's been through without Dea by her side. It was only after being left that Azka understood how much she loved Dea and how much she did not want to lose him.

They were lying down, with Dea in Azka's arms.

Azka continued to play the Dea haircut that looked longer than before. Light kisses also no ceasing he stick in the head of Dea whose face continues to hide in d*da telanja*g Azka. Heard Dea shrink back her tears.

Azka panicked slightly pushed Dea's body forward in order to see her lover's face.

"Have you made any more mistakes?" Ask Azka gently.

Dea shakes. He lowered his gaze which for some reason was suddenly attacked with embarrassment. Perhaps because considering her behavior earlier that was so aggressive attacking her husband with her gair*h bursting.

"Hey, look at my brother's eyes. Brother doesn't want any more misunderstandings between us."

Dea shook her head, then re-entered Azka's arms, sipping the scent of cytrus she so longed for. "I'm just overwhelmed, happy and embarrassed." Her speech.

"Why embarrassed?" Azka asked as she wiped Dea's tears.

"Yet, you must have thought that I was a cheap woman"

"Hussssss!" The quick Sela Azka then pulls Dea's body slightly upwards to keep their faces aligned. "I'm sorry if I ever said you like that, brother wrong, brother sorry. Brother really never meant to say those words to you. You understand that if you gair*h sexu*l women will increase while pregnant in the first trimester and peak in the third trimester later. So don't be ashamed, it's normal. Most of you like to see you like that, that's sek*i!" Azka blinked her one eye, tempting Dea.

Dea blushed in embarrassment, her face flushed red.

"If you want to continue the second round, sincere brother. This is my most serious brother, really!" His impact again made Dea more and more misbehavior.

"Don't want to, maghrib, take a shower!" Dea got up and picked up their clothes which Azka had thrown away.

Azka also rose up to follow Dea, "branch asks for a towel, we take a bath together, let's get it done quickly."

"Mode!" cibir Dea in the heart.

"Wouldn't want, later instead of bathing but even all sorts. Tired!"

Dea enters the bathroom but Azka insists on taking a bath with her.

Azka brought her body closer as they under the shower, hugged Dea from behind, swept Dea's ears with her lips, her hands roaming freely in front of her making Dea lunglai almost fall if Azka did not hold her back.

"Yes, baby!" Azka said with a heavy voice.

"But it's in the bathroom, bang!" Reply Dea a little stammering.

"Abang had read his prayer outside before entering the bathroom if you doubt." Azka.

Dea no longer had any reason to refuse, let alone being lulled and enjoying every sweet and gentle treatment that Azka did to her.

Once again they let go of all feelings and fly high towards the peaks of worldly pleasures without having to fear falling and getting hurt.

Azka would never regret spending her bachelor years without ever trying to touch something that was not lawful to her because doing it with just Dea made her heart feel very calm. There was no burden of past sins preventing him from taking all the peace Dea gave him.

Azka, Dea, sister Limpo and uni Rika are now sitting face to face at the dining table of Limpo's unit. They were both like a sick person preparing to receive punishment.

After the Isya prayer, Azka invited Dea to Limpo's unit, although Azka had conveyed the truth through Dea's phone this afternoon, but disappeared both too long also tastes bad.

"Maashay Allah.. Azka was the husband of Dea, Dea was the wife of Azka and now meets here. Your drama has given up the soap opera. Not funny!" Limpo stared at Azka.

"From Abu Hurairah Radhiyallahu anhu that Rasulullah Shallallahu ‘alaihi wa sallam has said, “The most perfect believer of his faith is the best of his deeds and the best of you is the kindest person to his wife.” Limpo quoted a Hadith.

"We've treated Dea like a little sister, so if you still have the intention to hurt her, you better go home now and divorce her!" For a moment Limpo's brother fell silent to suppress his emotions that had risen since the first day he got news from Azka.

He could still remember how Dea looked so messed up when he first met her at the airport. And after hearing his story, it was like Limpo broke his neck and cut the tongue of a man who had the heart to hurt his wife to run away with a young pregnant condition.

"But if you want to promise to be the best husband to his wife, glorify her, then take your wife home with you. Dea and McDermott, let it be my business."

Azka bowed in shame, indeed she felt very ashamed, Dea was too kind to her, Dea should not have forgiven her so soon, but how noble his wife was, easily opening her hands and welcoming her.

Dea clasping Azka's hand gave her strength. Azka glanced at Dea and found Dea also looking at her with confidence.

"God willing, I will always try to please and glorify Dea, I promise to be a better person and treat Dea much better." Azka said firmly and confidently.

"I hold your word, but if Dea gets hurt again one day, then the first person to look for you is me." Be firm, brother Limpo.

Such is the Makassar man who holds the principle of Siri' Na Pacce, which is people who uphold shame and self-esteem, namely, they are the ones whose firm and firm standings hold the principle of truth which he believes in.

It's about solidarity and empathy! About having a high nature of shame, self-esteem, and social care.

"Yes, brother. I understand." Reply Azka assured.

"It's Dea yah, bang Azka. If Dea is wrong, nasehati, straighten gently. A woman's heart is like a mirror, easily cracked and touched. It can be dusty and wrong. To him, stored the properties of a man's good or even bad. A woman's attitude is largely determined by her husband's attitude towards her. So when he makes a mistake, do not be immediately brought to anger, but ask yourself first, you are wrong and lack in what part of educating him so that your wife applies so?" Uni Rika added.

"And for Dea, you should abstain from all things that make your husband hate you, be it morality, appearance, use of husband's property and so forth. The point is stay away from everything your husband hates even if it's a trivial thing." Another imbibing.

"Yes, uni. Thank you very much, sorry for inconveniencing uni and sister Limpo while here. I will never forget your kindness." Dea's speech is sincere.

"What are you talking about, De? We are your brothers, fellow brothers naturally helping each other." Rika said again and let them enjoy biryani rice dishes that had been untouched.

They spend several hours sharing stories before Dea and Azka return to their unit.

The Dea unit...

"So what's your next plan?" Azka asked as they were lying down hugging and preparing to go to sleep.

"We're talking about tomorrow, I'm so sleepy, really."

"Alright, rest. Good night, mommy!"

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