I Can Be Happy Without You, Mom

I Can Be Happy Without You, Mom
Chapter 45 One Night Enjoyment



They went into the room that Alif had ordered. The words of Wanto who told her to be aggressive did not seem to apply to Desi, this woman was very aggressive without having to be preempted.


Desi was completely domineering, having just closed the door of the room she immediately hugged Alif from behind. Unsatisfied with that he immediately pushed Alif into the bed. He undressed himself right in front of Alif. Alif swallows saliva in a scene that is erotic like that.


Finished with his clothes, he began to strip Alif's clothes. The man felt embarrassed for a moment, but seconds later so enjoyed every stimulation and touch of the woman on his body. Desi really b*n*l, he absolutely must not move and can only resignedly enjoy. The woman was so good at bed.


"How come, are you satisfied?" desi asked after they finished the unification.


"Yes, thank you. You are so great," replied Alif still with a breath of breath.


"I'll always make you happy Mas, when will we get married?" ask Desi.


Alif was silent and looked at the woman so deeply. Desi is good at bedding, but he does not know about other things deeply. He had thought he would not go this far, but Desi teased him so much that he could not help it.


"Des, please give me 2 months. You know I just got divorced from my ex-wife, so please understand" replied Alif.


"No problem, I'll be patient. The important thing is that there is certainty from you" said Desi.


Alif pondered, he did not expect if he could not take care of himself like this. Maybe he did something considered taboo without marriage first. He felt so sinful but seconds later he was lulled again in the pleasure that the woman felt.


"Akh.." That's all he could throw when Desi was engrossed in his inheritance.


'This woman is really thirsty caresses men, just a few minutes of play have asked again, ' Inner Alif.


"How did you like it?" desi asked with a seductive gesture.


Alif just nodded as his eyes occasionally closed enjoying what the woman was doing. After a while they returned for their second release.


"Des, you shouldn't hold me back from getting him outside. What if you get pregnant?" ask Alif.


"Let's just remember, I always take pills. So it won't get pregnant" replied Desi.


'Do you always take pills? Isn't she a widow, why always take pills? Do not-don't he.' Alif's mind is filled with question marks.


"Sorry Des, why do you always take pills? Do you often do it with other men as well?"


Alif asked frankly as he could not help his curiosity. He did not want to guess so it is better to just ask.


"Yes certainly not Mas. Actually I loved you when we first went out together, honestly seeing Mas made me want to hook up. I can't take it anymore, so I'm ready if something like this happens I won't worry about getting pregnant" Desi replied.


"Do you really love me?"


"Of course, I couldn't give myself up if I didn't love you, anyway,"


Desi is now sulking, she is annoyed Alif questions his love after what happened. The guilt-ridden Alif immediately hugged Desi into his chest. They completely forgot about sin just because of the pleasure of one night.


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Rania's life is very quiet after officially divorcing. Alif and his family have never disturbed his life again. It's just that sometimes he feels lonely when his two children are asleep. There was an empty space of love in his heart that was not filled.


Rangga's words at that time always ring in his ears. Yet somehow he felt unworthy of the man. Although her parents have also given the green light to their relationship, there is a fear in her heart that until now she does not understand what it is.


"Mom, the day after tomorrow there's an event at school. The parents of the students must be present all, because later we will perform. Can you get me to come to school together?" ask Alisa.


Rania looked at her son, something like this that sometimes made her unsure of parting at the time. He did not want his son to be different after the divorce.


"Good son, I'll try to call you. But if you can't, Alisa, don't be disappointed?"


"Yes, Mom. It doesn't matter if you can't,"


Rania could see the eyes of her daughter's grief despite trying to cover it up. She took her cell phone to call her ex-husband.


"Hello, assalamualaikum Mas,"


"Greetings waalaikum, Nia. What was Tumben calling me once?" ask Alif.


"This day at Alisa school there is an event and invited the parents of students, can Mas come with me there?" ask Rania.


"Ehm... the day after tomorrow? It doesn't seem like it, because I went in the morning after tomorrow. I'm sorry, how else do I have to work" replied Alif.


"It's okay. All right then, thanks, ma'am,"


Rania sighed, it seemed like she had to go alone for the sake of not disappointing her daughter. Now he is a single parent, so he must be ready to face everything himself.


"Why Ma'am? You can't come, can you?" ask Alisa.


"Sorry, honey, I have to work so I can't come. But don't be sad, you must be here to see my dear daughter's performance,"


Although Alisa smiled, she knew she was disappointed. Rania tries to comfort her by encouraging her daughter.


"Honey, we should always be grateful. A lot of his life is harder and more trouble than ours. Don't let the problem make us complain about what God intended" said Rania.


"I know Mom, it's just that all my friends came with their parents. Because later there will be a race also for the parents," replied Alisa.


Rania was stunned, at the moment she had no solution. It's just that he hopes Alisa can understand and understand if her parents have separated, so maybe her wishes can not always be realized. Her ex-husband must also be busy with his own life, can not always care about his two children again like before.


"Mom, can't we ask Om Rangga for help to attend school to accompany mom? I'm sorry I don't get mad, if I can't it's okay,"


Alisa went straight into the room and lay facing the wall, Rania knew her daughter was hiding her grief. Although she could hear the sound of her daughter's crying that felt heartbreaking.


"Do I have to ask Rangga for help?"