First Love of Kalila

BonChap-03

Currently, Ibrahim can only stand in front of the door of the guest room, his apartment. Since coming home from the hospital, Dhea continued to cry and roar in there.

Three hours later, Dhea came out of the room and approached Ibrahim.

“Tomorrow I will return to Lake, Kang. I want to quit this job, and give birth in Tasik.”

It still looks clear Dhea's eyes. Ibrahim was grateful, because this little woman in front of him, still wanted to give birth to a baby that was not really expected. Since then, Ibrahim was very worried, if Dhea would abort his womb.

“You can go home. But not tomorrow. Wait until you are fully recovered. You're weak, now.”

“Until when Kang? Usually the condition of nausea and vomiting as I experienced, lasted a long time. Some even throughout pregnancy. I do not want, when I return to the Lake, my stomach has grown!”

Ibrahim took a breath. The man confirmed Dhea's words. Two days later, Ibrahim drove Dhea to her hometown of Tasikmalaya.

Once there, Ibrahim helps Dhea to talk to her mother. And unexpectedly, his mother Dhea had a heart attack, until shortly after, the news of grief was received by Ibrahim. Dhea's mother died.

Ibrahim went to Tasikmalaya when he heard the news. Staring at Dhea who was sitting curled up in one corner of the house, making Ibrahim pity.

“Dhe ..”.

Hearing an unfamiliar voice, Dhea raised her face. The woman's eye bags are so big. Because these few days, Dhea can't sleep. And, that woman couldn't cry either.

However, upon seeing Ibrahim, Dhea clasped tightly onto the man's arm, then roared, weeping over his fate. Dhea felt really guilty about the death of her mother.

Abraham brought Dhea into his arms. “Dhe, life and death of a person is set. If it wasn't for that incident, your mother would have gone home too. Don't constantly blame yourself.”

The cry of Dhea became. Dhea was trying to accept fate. Until finally, one week after the mother passed away, Dhea heard something that made her slumber.

“Marry me, Dhe,” Ibrahim said.

“I will admit that the child is my son. I'll put my name on his birth certificate.”

Dhea was unceasingly grateful to Ibrahim, for the man would save his face in the presence of his family and the villagers. Although Dhea knew, if Ibrahim would only marry her until the child was born, but Dhea was very happy because of it.

Forty days after Dhea's mother's death, Dhea and Ibrahim were married. Because it is still in a sad atmosphere, the wedding was only done simply in Dhea's hometown.

Ibrahim invites Dhea to live with him in the apartment. But they are not one room. All of Dhea's needs are met by the man, except to pay him. And the plan, it goes on until the time of birth arrives. But, Ibrahim often spoke with Dhea's stomach bulging. Take it, even kiss that belly.

There were subtle swishings that Dhea felt whenever Ibrahim spoke in front of her stomach, especially when the man kissed her protruding belly. But Dhea was trying not to get dissolved in that feeling.

But apparently, the subtle swish was not only felt by Dhea. Abraham felt the same. The man even often looked at Dhea who now looked crazy. When the man kissed the friendly stomach of Dhea, his eyes often looked at Dhea's thighs that were slightly exposed because the woman was sitting. Ibrahim also often imagined struggling with the pregnant woman. Even Dhea often appears in the man's m*sum dreams.

Though the woman was halal to him, but Ibrahim still did not want to touch her. The man was afraid of hurting Dhea. Especially when Dhea knew, if she could not have offspring. Would that woman survive being his wife?

And it seems, Ibrahim's passion is supported by the universe. When Dhea was 28 weeks pregnant, as usual, Ibrahim drove the woman to control the womb.

“I'm whitish, Doc,” said Dhea when consulting an obstetrician. The doctor also wrote a prescription to reduce the vaginal discharge experienced by Dhea.

“Bapak, later helped by his mother to give this medicine yes,” said the doctor. Ibrahim also nodded. Just give me medicine, what's the trouble?

But now, Ibrahim is tight. The man seemed stiff and unable to move his limbs after reading how to use the medicine.

“Ya already, Kang. Don't just use the medicine. Most, later also healed itself,” said Dhea. He also felt very embarrassed if he imagined, Ibrahim would stare at the female part.

Ibrahim nodded and left Dhea in his bedroom. However, a few moments later Ibrahim returned to the room. “I'm afraid it will be dangerous for our baby, if not treated,” Ibrahim said. Dhea pecked for a moment.

Ibrahim's words have a point. If it is not beneficial, it is unlikely that the doctor will prescribe medication for him. Dhea finally agreed. The woman took off her underwear in front of Ibrahim. This made Ibrahim turn his face away.

“Terus ... B-how's Kang?”

“You lie down,” said Ibrahim who still turned his face away.

“After Kang.”

Ibrahim took the medicine out of the package, and walked up to Dhea who was lying down.

“To - please her feet in open.”

Dhea. The woman spread her legs. But Ibrahim bent the woman's leg until the negligee was exposed.

“In a bend like this,” said Ibrahim. The couple could only swallow each other's saliva. Resisting the rumbling feeling in their chests. Especially Ibrahim. He hadn't seen that part in a long time. Even his lower body part started to move up, as his eyes caught the beautiful sight of Dhea.

“Can you, back off a little till the edge of the bed?”

Dhea inched, until her pelvis almost to the edge of the bed. It made the negligee he used more and more exposed. Ibrahim was also squatting in front of him. Now the sensitive part belongs to Dhea, emblazoned in front of Ibrahim. Even the distance is so close.

While Dhea, her body seemed hot, even almost burned, when Ibrahim's fingers touched hers. Even the man had now widened both sides of hers. Dhea still did not feel that an object had entered her body. Because Ibrahim is still fixated on staring at the sensitive part of Dhea.

Dhea felt the core part start twitching, especially Ibrahim's breathing on the sensitive part. Ibrahim unconsciously kissed the part, to make Dhea moan.

The Lenguhan Dhea made Ibrahim aware and stopped his actions. “Ma - sorry Dhe,” said Ibrahim. Dhea was disappointed with Ibrahim's apology. Actually the woman wanted Ibrahim to do more than that. Because he hoped, Ibrahim would not release himself, once the child he contained was born into the world.

Ibrahim immediately threw the bullet-like drug into Dhea's burrow.

“Dhe Already ... Excuse me first,” Ibrahim said. The man rushed out of Dhea's room. While the woman who was still lying, rubbed the melt of water coming out of her eyes.

“Is there not the slightest love for me, Kang? Just touching me scares you.

I know, I'm a despicable woman. I'm the dirty woman you saved. But, is it wrong if I expect that love from you?”

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