Forced to Marry a Bad Fig

First Night

"Abang ..." erang Kirana softly when the lips of the husband had drowned in the neck of his level. The girl blinked nervously but Akbar's touch made her continue to sigh slowly.

"Sir erghh ... read the first prayer Bang?" kirana asked with hunting breath. His hand gripped Akbar's shoulder and closed his eyes for a moment. Her husband's touch was very tender and full of feeling.

"Aw! Brother!" shrieked Kirana as Akbar bit her shoulder. The man was secretly furious. Sure enough, at a time like this he has not memorized anymore with prayer. Akbar removed his lips on Kirana's neck and looked at his wife.

In haste over the desire that had been in the crown of the head, Akbar released all the cloth on his wife's body as well as himself. Back to unite their lips with the hand that continues to guerrilla in the body of his wife.

"Absite ...."

Kirana closed her eyes. Grabbing the nape of her husband and deepening their kiss. Now he realized that he wanted this, too.

The girl opened her eyes and looked into her husband's eyes. Then she was sucked and drowned in the eyes of her husband. Both are in a wave of romance. It ends with unification until it reaches release.

***

Akbar stared at Kirana's beautiful face that was sleeping comfortably. There was a sense of guilt when he saw his wife looked very tired. He could not help himself anymore, everything in his wife was so opium to him. Akbar let out a rough breath. Look at the ceiling of the room with a blank view. What if Kirana really left him?

Before the transplant takes a long time. Finding donors who are lifeless is indeed very difficult Abinya said. Not to mention the process as he carried out the complicated and lengthy treatment. Is Kirana able to survive. Waiting for him tirelessly or choosing to give up? Akbar grabbed Kirana's body and hugged her tightly while sighing heavily.

"We'll keep tied up, baby. Even without a bond called marriage."

Akbar will make sure Kirana can't live without him. Begging him to keep them together. Kirana realizes that there is never a marriage called 'forced' because there is a game of fate in it. So did their marriage. Kirana married him not because she was forced to but because of her destiny of the Almighty.

They will stay together until they age ....

***

Kirana blinked her eyes as a gentle touch from the man who had just fully possessed her.

"Wake up baby, let's pray first, pray first" said Akbar softly. The man was wearing a different shirt from last night. Which means Akbar has taken a shower. Kirana glanced at the wall clock there. Then he started moving his crumbling body.

"Sorry ...." Kirana looked at Akbar whose look was truly a sign of guilt. The man rubbed his wife's hair in a loving gesture.

Kirana just kept quiet and started to get down from the bed until her body was dazed to the floor. The overwhelming pain and soreness of her female core made Kirana hiss in pain. Akbar immediately lifted his body wrapped in a blanket and brought it to the bathroom.

"Udah Bang, I can be alone ..." Kirana said flatly without looking at her husband. Akbar silently ignored.

"Bang .. wait outside, just wait. I took a clean shower and just prayed together," persuaded Kirana who finally Akbar agreed because helping his wife take a bath enough to make him horny again.

After that, here they are. Pray for the first time together. Kirana tried hard to be khusyu. Because he only slept for a few hours. Drowsiness is amazing can not be maintained anymore when Akbar began to recite prayers.

Akbar took a quick glance at his wife and grabbed Kirana's head until it landed on her thigh. Akbar raised his hand and Kirana, but the woman closed her eyes in a half-lying position on her husband's thigh.

"Amale ...." Kirana assures with her eyes closed. Then that second also his clasped hands rubbed quickly into the face and then just fade away. Akbar knew his wife was sleeping again.

***

Akbar and Kirana are having breakfast together in Bratajaya's hotel room. Kirana glanced at her husband's face that looked so happy. Last night was her sister's wedding but Kirana also felt the first night.

Kirana gasped as Akbar's thumb touched her lips. The man then smiled and looked at him.

"Why?" kirana asked and threw away her face.

"His delicacies ..." said Akbar softly as he threw his sweetest smile and seductive gaze. Kirana nodded nervously. Why is my brother so sweet? figured

"Where are we going ....?" akbar said when they finished breakfast at noon.

"Where?"kirana without looking at her husband. He is happy with his cell phone.

"As much as you love." Kirana blinked nervously and asked Akbar to look at her phone screen. There, a trusted news headline featured a photo of Akbar while at his sister's party. With a bold title there.

Akbar Giandra Bratajaya shows up at his sister's party.

The usual title but when read the news so make Akbar want to laugh. They mentioned that Akbar in a son of threshing in the Bratajaya family to make him excluded from the position of the main director of the Bratajaya company. He himself gave up that position for his brother.

"How serious? so road?" asked Akbar again trying to bring himself closer to the wife. I missed the strange news about him earlier.

"Gak Bang, if they see us walking together will be discovered," Kirana said casually. Akbar blinked his eyes in disbelief. Why did he become like his wife's own affair?

"I'll go first!" kirana said when she was ready with ordinary street clothes and thin makeup but still made her look stunning.

"Where?" asked Akbar after being silent since then. When Kirana refused his invitation.

"I have a promise with Raga" he said, then came out of the room and stepped elegantly. Didn't see any change in her husband's face.

Akbar clenched his hands tightly then sighed heavily. And now he realized that there was still more to struggle. What happened last night was just Kirana's act as a wife and actually didn't want her at all.

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