Girl Without Nasab & Ningrat Son

There's No Panic

Don't want to rush. Satria and Indi chose to wait for the right time. As with Satria's previous confession that if in a hurry or later there is a knock on the door from the outside, he can be immediately oversized.

"You are funny, Mas ... uses ambyar vocabulary," Indi said with a glance at her husband.

"Seriously. That's the right word. Like a word like cat rice lost its rubber, ambyar .. carut-mawut," Satria reply gave an illustration.

Usually in Angkringan which is in the Solo or Jogja area, sellers will sell cat rice with a little milkfish and sambal, then wrapped in oil paper and dikareti with rubber bands. So they don't use staples. Once the rubber band is opened, all the numbers will be amby alias messy.

While waiting for time, Satria chose to sit and watch television. The point is Satria does not want to rush. Just want to take advantage of the moment with Indi first.

"The kids are booby yet yang?" ask Satria.

"I called Mother first, Mas. Poor my husband has longed," seduced Indi.

Satria smiled. Indeed he is patient, although longing, but better patient first. Including now Satria is patient when waiting for Indi who is calling her Mother.

"It's been on the bobok really, Mas," said Indi.

Instantly the smile on Satria's face became fluffy. Not waiting for a long time, Satria immediately grabbed his wife. Hugging his wife from behind. Occasionally kiss his neck.

"Your parents, dear," said Satria.

"Sure mode," Indi replied.

"The mode is just the same for you, honey. You also know that all this time, I've never been in the same mode as the others" said Satria.

Again, Indi just smiled. She shook her own head to see her husband who was like this. However, Indi himself admitted that Satria had never messed with him. A faithful man who dedicates his life to his wife.

After that, Satria brought Indi to face him. I don't know, but Satria didn't lie it felt like his wife was pregnant this time it was so beautiful and clean. Her face looks glowing, even without makeup polish, but the beauty of Indi is so radiated. Both of Satria's hands wrapped around his wife's waist, his face slightly lowered and he noticed the expression of his wife's face that still looked timid.

"We've been married a long time, have known each other, but every time I want you, you're always shy" said Satria.

"If you look at it like this, of course I'm embarrassed," replied Indi who actually looked down.

Until finally Satria stroked the side of his wife's face, his thumb and index finger slowly stamped Indi's chin for several times the thumb was rubbing Indi's chin, and finally Satria lowered her face. Slowly, in a matter of rhythm, he began to slowly dip both sides of the folds of Indi's lips.

Indi welcomed the similar action. He also responded by giving a kiss, until finally two lips meet. Say hello to each other, kiss each other, and hold each other. The warm feeling is spreading. Covering the hearts of both with the sweetness of love's nectar.

If the lips are already linked to each other, both of which are increasingly thirsty. Satisfying each other in unusual ways. Warm touch, strokes in the wet impression, and also pagutan that gives a tickling effect. It feels amazing. Until finally, Satria pulled her face for a moment. He looked back at Indi's reddened face with eyes still closed. Indeed, in the eyes of Satria this is real proof of how beautiful his wife is.

"We waded through Swargaloka together?" tanyanya.

"Yes, Mum."

Therefore, there was nothing else that Satria was waiting for. He again kissed his wife's lips, this time with a more hunting breath. With a hand that gives a caress in the curves of femininity belonging to his wife. Until finally, Satria passed the pajamas worn by his wife. His face dropped and gave a kiss on the neckline, collarbone, to the shoulder blades of his wife. Down, and peeked at the tops of his wife's shoulders that had been exposed there. Indi enjoyed all her husband's kisses and actions. However, Indi admitted that this time pregnancy, she liked when her husband touched her like this. Fluttering together and burning though not to be charred.

Even in a position still equally standing, Satria has passed the frilly container of the wife. Giving two beautiful circles there emblazoned real. Satria gave temptation in the area of the circle. Suck it slowly, rubbed it with his tongue, and gave bite after bite at its peak. Indi gasped with his eyes closed.

"Maas ...."

Indi's voice shrank in Satria's ear. However, the voice ignited Satria. Satria was happy to make his wife react like this.

"Let me, honey. Be my queen tonight" said Satria with a kiss on Indi's forehead.

"..., but?"

"No problem. Baby moon both of us. So just enjoy it" Satria said again.

Now, Satria is moving down. The part of the valley there is really Satria buai. He let his wife fly and float. This time, Satria actually touched side by side on his wife's body. Fasting it in the impression of tickling and hot, but happy to be able to enjoy a rare moment like this.

When Indi screamed because of the release, Satria smiled. Then, he began to place himself in the middle of his wife. He began to close himself up and hit more carefully because Satria knew there were two embryos growing and developing in his wife's womb. Therefore, Satria tried slowly and did not overstress his wife's stomach.

"Oh my God .. my God," Satria growled until her jaw hardened. Several times Satria closed his eyes.

The welcome of the muscles hidden within the heavenly cup was really tight and tight. Making Satria have to hold back a little to not hit with all his energy. Instead of keeping a gentle rhythm. Unfortunately, in a gentle rhythm and not too fast the grip of the muscles of the wife makes Satria feel limp. It feels so beautiful.

"Maas ...."

"Yes, Honey. It hurt?" ask Satria by tidying her hair on Indi's forehead.

Indi looked shaken. However, a moment later Indi bit her husband's back, accompanied by a tight hug. Indi felt himself almost reaching Swargaloka, a place filled with sparkles of light. Even though his eyes were closed, his light could still be seen.

"Hold on, honey .. we're together," said Satria.

Indi nodded his head with the remnants of the energy he had. While Satria slightly adds to the rhythm of the out and in movements that he does. Although the rhythm survives, but Satria's rain is really measurable.

Up to the limit, Satria no longer hold back. As if counting.

"One ... two ...."

Not until the third, both of them exploded and broke. Yes, smashed to pieces in the tempestuous ocean of love that drowned it into the deepest ocean trench.

Is beautiful.

Full-color.

It was the flash of light from Swargaloka that surrounded the two.

...☘️☘️☘️...

Dear Loyal Reader,

Sorry for a few days, this story is not updated. All because of post-surgery and still recovery. Hopefully from today can return to the routine of completing this story and we meet in the story Irene well.

Healthy always for all loyal readers.

With Love, though,

Kirana🥰💕