JIWO PROMISE

The Moments

Witri grimaced in shame as she recalled an incident in the afternoon decorated with heavy rain, strong winds, and rumbling and flashes of lightning.

The Flashback

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Witri just finished cooking for her lunch and Hari later.

This Sunday they were both going to go out after Witri cooked and then took a bath.

Witri wants to buy some clothes for him and Hari.

But when he looked outwards, the sky that was not as bright as the morning usually looked gray until the sun was not at all visible.

He saw that Hari had lifted a clothesline that was only six o'clock earlier he sunbaked.

"You need this big rain like it is, Jin. What's our show?" tanya Hari began hooking the half-dry-dressed hanger to the iron clothes lined on the outside of the kitchen door. If emphasized there clothes will not be covered with rain water if the rain is not accompanied by wind.

"In put in dalem aja, Mas clotheslinenya. The sky is dark like that. Later if the same heavy rain the wind remains wet if dried there" said Witri prevent more and more Hari hooking his clothes dry in the iron clothes beside the door.

"Have you finished cooking?" tanya Day later.

"Udah. Take a shower." replied Witri.

An empty area of the kitchen that will not be a place for emergency clothes clothes clothes in this weather so that half-dry clothes do not get covered in rain water and get wet again later.

Days later put a medium-sized folding clothesline that is usually used to sunbathe outside for him to place in the empty area of the kitchen.

Back he hooked the hangers in the clothesline while Witri was heard starting his bathing activities.

Hari had sat berseljor in front of the tv while his mouth chewed the tub of corn made by Witri earlier when his wife was out of the bathroom with a fresh look.

Guess Witri came out of the bathroom wearing a minimal towel?

No...Witri always brings clean clothes instead of every shower. By the time she left the bathroom, she was fully dressed.

Outside, there was already the sound of rain starting to fall with the sound of falling water that felt tight.

"The master of this big speech is like this" said Hari in between his chews.

Witri seemed to rush to the room immediately.

Day was a little surprised by Witri's hasty-looking steps.

*He why? In a hurry to do what? Forgot to wear a pad?

Ah, it's impossible. Witri just arrived a week ago.

Trus why does he seem a bit panicked so*?

Before long Witri was out of the room with neat hair braided one.

His face looked a little tense despite trying to hide.

"Well, did you rush to his room?" tanya Day after Witri sat slightly docked beside her.

This tumben also took the initiative to docked itself.

"Combose the hair." replied Witri as she grabbed the fried bananas lined up on the oval plate next to the cornbasket plate.

Witri chewed slowly and quietly his food, as was his habit of eating it all this time: slow and silent.

"Not so we go. Even the heavy test." said Hari while taking part in one fried banana.

"Later in the afternoon also no papa.You don't have an event right?" asked Witri while looking at Heart.

"Nothing. I try to make you my time" said Hari with a smile began her yearning seduction.

"Make me what? People who take a lot of time off to sleep, he said to me." sergeant Witri fast

"I'm going to sleep first. Later make your sleep." replied Hari while glancing to Witri who seemed a bit blushed.

Verily, Witri herself was not pleased with her husband.

Until now they have never done the inner obligations of husband and wife properly.

Although Hari can make Witri kli max and Hari can do the release to complete his desire, but they have never done the ritual husband and wife whole and perfect.

Hari always stopped and then chose to undo his attacks every time he saw Witri grimacing in pain.

"Tomorrow again, Jeng. A little bit in the past just the entry of papa not let it hurt." always so said Hari every time Witri stared questioningly at Hari who stopped his action in the middle of the road.

Desire that has soared immediately freefall instantly.

"She had to be a little forced, Mas if first" said Witri hope Hari continued the action again.

"But I can't see you in pain. He said it could hurt" said Hari with a troubled face.

He certainly wanted to feel his way into his wife's body. But the tense and visibly agonizing face of Witri always made him feel sorry and his desire immediately plunged free.

Hari glanced at Witri who seemed to be getting closer to him.

Tumben once his wife. Don't tell me you're fishing for it...It's not noon yet.

The rain outside is getting louder. It had even started to sound rumbling from the sky in the distance.

And Hari jumped in shock as Witri suddenly shrieked along with the sound of lightning that had just sounded.

His wife hugged him tightly and hid his face in her arms.

His embrace felt tighter because the sound of lightning did not stop.

Hari grabbed Witri's body immediately when she felt Witri's body tremble a little. And unexpectedly Witri even went into his lap without letting go of his tight embrace.

"Why are you, honey?" tanya Hari gently with a heart of astonishment.

"Fear of rain is as much as lightning" said Witri quietly, sounding like she was about to cry.

Day does not say. Just returning Witri's embrace warmly.

"There's Mas here" said Hari as she gently rubbed Witri's back head.

At one time there were people who had a fear of lightning, a big wind, or even the sound of something.

But Witri was afraid of the sound of lightning and the new great rain she knew now. His wife was very afraid of all the objects that memorable fluffy like dolls also on caterpillars.

"Ngumpet yuk, Mas." invite Witri still with gripping Hari's shoulder.

Giddy grimace day.

"Where's bumpet?" tanya Hari chose to follow Witri's request.

"In the room just be safe" replied Witri from behind his shoulder.

"Yes, come on." said Hari, moving to take Witri to his feet.

But the sound of heavy rain and thunder that came back to thunder made Witri step into the room by closing her body to the body of Hari.

The journey to the actual room just a few steps became a little complicated for Hari because the position of Witri hugged her body from the side with one leg of Witri in front of her feet. So when stepping blocked Witri's leg.

"Is she safe?" whispered Hari while staring at Witri who already seemed somewhat relieved. In the protection of a blanket both like a boy who is hiding from the opponent to be invisible.

"Hmmm.." replied Witri while nodding slowly.

"Why are we afraid of wind and lightning?" tanya Hari gently stroked Witri's cheek.

His gaze could not be separated from Witri's face, calming.

Witri seemed to think a little.

"I'm afraid everything flies to the wind, I have no shelter. I'm afraid of being hit by lightning, it must be very sick and if it gets hit it must be dead charred. Do not want me." answered Witri while lowering his head, making the fragrance of his hair presented in front of the nose of Hari who with a deep breath as possible put the smell of his wife's shampoo into his sense of smell. He likes this shampoo. The shampoo she now wears also.

Today grabbed Witri's back. Closer their bodies closer together.

Without him asking Witri even more close the body to him. Push his head to Hari's chest and move slowly for a moment there, perhaps to get the most comfortable position.

"When you were alone again, there was a rain of wind and lightning, what did you do?" tanya Day later after Witri back silent motionless.

"Ngumpet like this alone. The important thing is not to sit. Baring, cuddling under the blanket already feels safe." replied Witri while closed.

The next day he took a slow breath.

Pity also imagined Witri like that. Must've been scared. But the great thing about Witri is that he always tries to overcome his own fears and tries to stay calm.

Though two more days he had to leave Witri at least a week to accompany his commander to Bandung.

It's the rainy season and lightning. Surely Witri will often be afraid like this.

But how else...Duty is everything to a soldier like him. And he believes Witri must have understood that long before deciding to be his wife.

"Two more days Mas want to go to Bandung nemenin commander. At least a week" said Hari with a heavy heart.

"Old dong" said Witri, raising his face and now his forehead had touched Hari's chin.

"Hmmm...old huh?" muttered Hari then kissed Witri's forehead gently.

Witri nodded slowly.

"If you are not home, if there is a big wind and lightning, do not be afraid. Stick to it while hugging it" said Hari softly.

"Ready!" sahut Witri while chuckling softly.

"Why laugh?" ask Hari with a suspicious tone.

"Shall I hug the bolster too?"

"Watch me bolting it Mas who can menemenin and take care of you" said Hari while holding warm Witri's body increasingly docked to him.

The sound of heavy rain outside was heard not abating one bit from earlier.

Even the sound of lightning is now increasingly often heard like accidentally ringing on the roof of the house.

Witri further tightened her arms.

Move around at any time and often accidentally touch the proud bird of the Day. It made him grow slowly without him noticing.

Day grew more agitated and Witri only realized it after gently Hari brought her lips to have a meeting with her halal lips.

The touch that had been calm and gentle for a long time felt more pressing and demanding.

The departure of her husband two more days somehow makes Witri feel sad and lost.

Not afraid of being home alone or anything. He was sad because this parting was their first farewell since they became husband and wife.

Witri wanted to give something special to her husband's provisions so that Hari was happy and did not forget them when they were far apart. But what can he give?

His heart beat faster when he realized that Day had made him lose all the cloth that covered his body.

The man was busy taking off his shorts in the fastest possible motion.

Ah yes! Witri knows what he has to give as a stock.

This time it should work. Whatever pain he has to endure.

All the erotic theories she knew she was trying to remember as quickly as possible under the rush of desire that Hari presented.

He must make everything calm and comfortable so that the pain will probably feel not too scary Day.

"Hold yes, Mas." whispered Witri as she saw Day was already in a dead red to hold off the explosion.

"Hmm?" tanya Hari did not understand. He was drowning in a pool of desire that almost exploded.

"Don't go out first. You enter this." said Witri half-stiffened by burning desire.

Her hand touched her husband's for a moment.

"But..."

Hari's speech did not continue because Witri hunted to silence him with a deep man and felt so erotic.

Just like the day deepened washed away and could no longer think.

All movement is the next trigger of desire.

Witri accidentally covered her face with a pillow when Hari asked her permission to re-try inside her.

Once, twice, three times, four times fail to enter as already-and Hari will just give up.

But the hugs and attacks of Witri seemed not to allow him to stop this time.

Try again, he thought later.

The sound of rain and the roar of the sky as if earthy with an erotic voice released from the sidelines of Witri's lips.

Equally crowded and soul-disquieting.

When his gaze met with a hopeful look in Witri's eyes, he seemed to gain a new spirit.

He should succeed this time. Witri wants it too.

O Allah please enable.please enable...

"Hold yes dear." whispered Hari before again exerting his strength to come back knocking and again trying to enter the most secret door of his wife.

"Yes, Mas. Let's do it." replied Witri with a voice that sounded so sek si because it was silent desire.

The sound like de sa han can actually be a booster that is so powerful that his desire just burned and can no longer be blocked by the face of pain that adorns Witri's face.

"Come, Mas .." The voice again seduced him.

The day is getting stronger this time. He should be able to time. Got to!

He didn't want Witri to be disappointed in him.

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