I'm Not a Substitute Womb

14. I'm Not a Substitute Womb

The sun has not appeared even the sky is still pitch dark but time has shown at four in the morning. Calista awakens to the call of nature. His eyes on the stomach felt heavy because Carlos's heavy hands were there.

Calista held her breath and raised her burly hand slowly but it became even tighter even as Carlos' head was on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry" Carlos said with his eyes closed.

Calista sighed. "alright. But lastin, I'm going to go to the bathroom om!"

"Don't be angry anymore. I know I'm wrong, asshole, asshole, and a lot more ugly expressions for me. Actually yesterday I wanted to go home, but Nadia asked for it," Carlos was confused to explain because it would definitely hurt Calista.

"That was our bridal night. But I'm dead for days" said Calista. Believe me, this is only part of Calista's plan to win Carlos' heart and take revenge for his pain.

Carlos turned Calista's body around. "What if I stay here then there'll be a first night?" ask Carlos lirih.

Calista stroked Carlos cheek. "I'm a wife of course there will be her first night and her other night" Calista said.

Carlos heard it was like getting a fresh breeze in the desert. He ventured to support Calista under his body.

The heart decub is both rhythmic. Calista knew that in order to win Carlos' heart, he had to be willing to be touched by the man who married him, Carlos.

Both eyes meet. No sound is heard. Only the roar of breath and the face drew closer until the lips met.

The beginning just stick then Carlos ventured open his mouth and mat Calista's lower lip. He smiled when he felt his little wife reply to what was done even though he was not proficient.

Their kisses are gone. Carlos looked back at Calista as if asking for permission to carry on more than a kiss. Seeing Calista silent alone made Carlos continue what he wanted to do.

The kiss happened again until down to the neck, shoulders, and the top of the breast and accompanied by the sound of Calista increasingly make Carlos more excited.

Calista gripped the bedsheet feeling a different sensation as Carlos raised the sleeping kimono and began to enjoy his increasingly large and dense breasts.

Suspended moans and sighs adorned their rooms that had been cold for almost a week.

Until Calista's consciousness returns, he rewinds Carlos' head. "I'm a possessive person, Om."

Carlos looked at Calista with my eyes because he was in a state of naf su and wanted to be channeled.

"What do you mean, Calt?"

Calista did not immediately answer, pushing Carlos' body to no longer support him and then got up and got out of bed while tidying up his kimono.

"I'm not willing to share my husband's body with another woman. So if om wants to enjoy my body again, then om can no longer enjoy the body of another wife Om!" calista made Carlos get up and sit on the edge of the bed.

"Where can? Om gotta be fair to Nadia, Calt!" charles Lirih.

Calista raised his shoulders. "Just enjoy the body of your other wife. Not my body," Calista left Carlos shuffling his hair.

He went to the kitchen while tying up his long blonde hair. Open the refrigerator, take the ingredients to cook fried rice and eggs. Before cooking he made ginger water for relieving nausea if Carlos nausea and vomiting back.

While Carlos was in the bathroom doing five-finger gymnastics and self-curse can not control naf su lechery against Calista. Of course his little wife will not be that easy to give the right as a husband.

Calista, you always drive me crazy. Aaa...

...****...

"Band. I'll wait" said Carlos, sitting at the mini bar.

Calista simply nodded then passed from before Carlos. Thinking about how he almost fell asleep, it was out of plan. Almost gave up his body while Carlos did not know Nadia's rottenness.

"From now on, you have to be careful Calista. Do not repeat like that," said Calista staring at his body from the mirror reflection of the makeup cabinet after finishing bathing.

"We need to be healthy. You don't be naughty if you go to college next month" Calista murmured.

Calista exits the room to the kitchen and sits opposite Carlos at the mini bar.

"Here, eat. I've cut fruit for you too!" carlos handed Calista a grain of fried rice.

"Thank you, Om."

Both of them eat in silence. If Carlos eat breakfast with pleasure because almost more than a month is not comfortable with Nadia's cuisine.

Is it because the mother of my son is cooking? even this morning I didn't vomit, just a little nausea.

"It's ginger water for, Om. Drink a warm mouth," said Calista thrust a glass of warm water that he made earlier.

"Thank you."

Calista nodded. "Om going to work?" tanya Calista made facial mimicry as sad as possible.

Carlos was watching Calista. Once again feeling guilty for being unfair to his little wife. "You wanna come?"

Calista's face turned happy. And this is what Calista expected. "Can? no nerepotin?"

Carlos chuckled at Calista's exuberant manner because of his question. "certain."

Calista is getting happy. She got up to Carlos and hugged and kissed his husband's cheeks left and right. "I promise not to take care of the origin of many foods there," acting Calista to make Carlos baper for his treatment.

Carlos sculpting. Surprised at Calista's treatment. Didn't expect his little wife to look so happy.

"Yes already. Do you want to order any food? in order to get to the office, food is already available in my room."

"Vitamins and fruits are eaten first we leave," added Carlos then embraced by Calista.

Calista sat back down, took the vitamins and put the fruit in the lunch box. Both go hand in hand. Because he knew the apartment where he lived was a luxury apartment and not just anyone lived there, Calista happily embraced Carlos's arm. It was solely to launch his plan.

Carlos himself was happy that Calista was spoiled like this to him. And also feel that Calista is not ashamed if she has an old husband like him.

...****...

Arriving at the Office. Calista marched without embracing Carlos. His smile expands when the employees also greet him a lot. Of course many know her as the eldest daughter of Edzard Zeon Abraham not the second wife of Carlos Martinez.

"Oms. I'm less comfortable with Secretary Om's gaze" Calista chirped as her gaze met with Carlos' secretary before entering the room.

Carlos directly pressed the remote button of the wall controller so as not to see through. "Where?"

"It's much better," Calista looked at Carlos then gestured for a bow towards him.

Calista kissed on both cheeks and then kissed Carlos' lips. "His work spirit," he rolled his eyes.

"You keep luring me, Calt!"

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Seriate..

Sorry to be late because there is a Thanksgiving at home.