Girl Without Nasab & Ningrat Son

Defeating Trauma

Now the Indi and Satria families have returned to Jogja. The time they spent in Solo was also very memorable, although Indi did not have time to stop by the house of Eyangnya and Mr. Firhan. However, at another time Indi and Satria had scheduled to return to Solo again and stop by the house of Eyang Buyut and Mr. Firhan.

"It's nice to be back in this house again" Indi said with a face full of smiles.

After marrying Satria, her husband's house became the most comfortable place for her. Before marriage, his father's house was the most comfortable house. However, now after being with Satria, coupled with the birth of Nakula and Sadewa, this house became the most comfortable home for Indi.

"Happy, Yang? He said he was happy at Rama's house near the rice fields" Satria replied.

"In Solo also seneng. Seeing the scenery that you don't see all day is fun, Mas. Back home is always comfortable" Indi replied.

Satria nodded her head. He is happy that his two-story house can provide comfort for his wife and of course for Nakula and Sadewa as well. Satria wants his wife and children to always be safe, comfortable, and happy living in this house.

"Kangen room?" ask Satria slowly.

"One of them. Next time, if you go to Solo again visit Eyang and Mr. well, Mas," said Indi.

"Yes, ready, honey. Yesterday our agenda was full, so we couldn't go here much" Satria replied.

After that the two shared the task of putting Nakula and Sadewa to sleep first. As usual, one baby will be breastfed and put to sleep first, then later put one more baby to sleep. That's about the activities of Indi and Satria every night.

Nearly half an hour later, Nakula and Sadewa were asleep. Time for my mom and dad to relax. Enjoy the night and talk together.

"Racid?" satria asked his wife.

"No, parenting every day if it becomes a routine because the activities are repetitive, tired, but happy really," Indi replied honestly.

Satria smiled clearly at how she enjoyed her role as mother to Nakula and Sadewa. Precisely happy Satria, sometimes Satria also thought for Indi who used to be productive work and then stay at home all day, can be saturated, lost life and previous routines, can even trigger stress. However, Indi seems to be adapting well. Not complaining, even though tired, the woman still laughed at the funny behavior of her two sons who were increasingly adorable.

"Mas" said Indi Iirih calling her husband.

"Hm, yes my dear."

"Mas Satria is not? That," said Indi again ambiguously.

"Hm, what is it?"

Indi is ashamed now, wanting to speak honestly and openly. However, the subject of conversation is now somewhat sensitive. Therefore, his speech became ambiguous even as if it had no meaning.

"So no, Mas Satria fought his post-Christmas?" ask Indi now. He asked carefully. She was also ashamed of her own husband.

"Why are you, why am I trying?" ask Satria later.

"Yes, no. If you want to fight, you can. Cook wants to hold back? Until when, Mom? Until Nakula and Sadewa enter Kindergarten?" ask Indi.

Listening to what Indi said, Satria became smiling because of it. However, how else if hearing the word obras or the sound of scissors sometimes makes Satria shudder in horror.

"Yes, I actually want to beat him, but I don't know" he replied.

Indi then nodded his head slowly. Now, the woman turned off the main room lights, replacing them with fainter lights. Then, Indi slowly grasped her husband's hand.

"I help you not? Trauma, the fear must be resisted," said Indi later.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes, it's okay. I want Mas Satria back to how it was. No need to hold back anymore. I'll install contraception, set the pregnancy distance. Mas senormally aja," explained Indi with a soft look.

"Rilex, Mom."

I heard Indi giving instructions. The woman began to slowly caress the side of her husband's face, rubbing it gently, her palms began to palpate the back and arms, rubbing them slowly with up and down movements. Until the tip of Indi's fingers began to touch, giving a caress slowly on her husband's chest. Satria observed what Indi was doing in silence. Several times, however, Satria closed her eyes.

Indi's hands began to descend into her husband's stomach. Down again. The caress felt light, but in fact it succeeded in making Satria feel a great sigh in his chest. Especially now, it felt like there was a fire starting to ignite and burn him. The heirloom who had originally fallen asleep began to slowly awaken. Indi knew very well that her husband could focus his mind, could beat her trauma. As a wife, also Indi will try wholeheartedly.

Not getting there, Indi's soft hands began to slash into her husband's thighs. Dibelanya slowly, until the more in, the deeper, the skin comes into contact with the skin. Satria had already resigned, the man closed his eyes with a sigh several times. Until finally, Satria hissed because of it.

"Ssshhss, Darling ...."

In the ears of Indi it is not just the sound produced from the vocal cords. However, the voice was raucous and deep. Sounds with different timbre and long enough not Indi listen.

"Rilex, Mom. I love you," said Indi now by removing the bottom clothes worn by her husband.

Satria nodded and closed her eyes. Until finally the man's head was slightly raised where when he felt the greeting in the impression of tight, wet, and warm to race the entire navel. It's been so long, now Satria is back hissing. His heart was racing faster. Does this have to be the way to beat the trauma?

"Darling ...."

The voice of Satria again flowed where when he felt the suction wrapped in peristaltic movements up and down in his navel. It feels terrible. Silently, Satria admitted that all the fur of her romance stood. He could only constantly mention his wife's name. And focusing his mind.

Oh, so delicious. Moreover, Indi did it with all his heart. His instincts as a man are also very happy. His wife understood and understood him.

"Oh, what are you, honey?" satria asked slowly by opening her eyelids.

There was a smile on the corner of his wife's lips. "Just relax, enjoy. I'm certain. After this, all that trauma will go away."

Choose to follow what his wife says. Satria really felt an incredible effect. Indi is really smart to touch it, the best a wife can do is really Indi.

"Dhasyat, dear. Yes, delicious .. you are really cool," said Satria raved unclear and increasingly become-so.

While Indi was relieved, this kind of natural reaction was what he was waiting for. That trauma has been defeated. Her husband no longer held back nor did his desires. From greetings in the oral cavity, Indi combine with hands that seem to give massage up and down.

"I can't stand it, honey .. I .. I ...."

Satria quickly removed his wife's face from there. The Indi now hold firmly, while every liquid part of Satria spills out. Explodes. Indi smiled at the look on her husband's face and saw everything that happened.

"I Love U, Mas Satria" said Indi slowly with a kiss on her husband's cheek.

"I Love U too, dear."

A moment passed, Satria cleaned herself up. Although not united with his wife, Satria still chose to take a bath. Then he followed Indi who had fallen on the bed.

"You were so cool" he said.

"What, Mas .. I just try what I can," Indi replied with embarrassment.

"Would you like it now or later? I'll try," Satria replied.

Indi now shook his head. "The Readiness of Mas Satria. I am ready and better already. Mas itself if you need not hesitate, there are several ways that can be taken. Mas Satria is back to what it used to be. I'm waiting."

Satria immediately brought Indi into her arms. His wife was amazing, her words also sounded shady. When he experienced his own trauma, Indi did not hesitate to take the role to help heal him even Indi wanted to wait. Satria is proud of his wife.