
Early in the morning, Yoga woke up and felt Nara still sleeping soundly in her arms. After his eyes were bright enough to look at the dimly glowing surroundings, he moved Nara's body to the side and continued to stare at her with a starting desire.
Slowly kissed the wife's forehead gently and long, with both eyes closed with a thread of prayer to ask for all the good for her domestic life with Nara.
After making his request, Yoga opened his eyes and let go of his kiss, then stroked his wife's face with a fixed and more desirous look.
Little kisses were given to Yoga all over Nara's face, making her squirm and move her face left and right to avoid touching her husband's lips.
"Mas ..., stop ...." Nara's hand restrains Yoga's face to stop her from waking the wife.
"Is it morning?" And Yoga shook his head without letting go of his eyes which locked a gaze towards the beautiful woman lying beside him.
"Then why did you wake me up so early, Mas?" Nara looked at the clock on her phone then put it back down.
Yoga gave a meaningful smile and lowered his face to the side of his wife's face, then whispered spoiled right in Nara's ears which instantly became warm and red.
"Because I want you, honey."
Yoga's face shifted slightly then kissed the sweet lips of his beloved wife. He pulled her face and waited for a response from Nara before continuing his wish.
Nara's face flushed red due to her husband's short kiss. She started smiling and returned the eyes of her husband, then nodded her head.
Unexpectedly, Nara pulled Yoga's face down and first touched her husband's lips with hers, slowly and tenderly.
With pleasure Yoga immediately replied to her with a deeper and constantly demanding kiss, the longer it got wetter and full of passion.
Satisfied with the warm start, without waiting again Yoga immediately began the ritual, starting the day with something exciting and heating the atmosphere to a morning that is still very cold.
The two re-unite the body and complete the desire that has reached the peak of its enjoyment, sowing the seeds of love in the hope of longing, hoping that what they want will soon be realized in a beautiful reality.
After letting go of their passionate and relentless desire for love, Yoga and Nara end up falling asleep tired, full of contentment and happiness in their hearts.
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In a different room, Rizka woke up first and immediately headed to the bathroom. Before, she took something from the bag and carried it quietly before her husband woke up to fulfill his obligations early in the morning.
Out of the bathroom, the young woman was surprised by the figure of Indra who was already standing at the door and smiling at him.
Rizka returned her husband's smile and gave her a way to enter while she immediately walked towards the corner of the room to prepare for their worship.
He kept what he had brought in his pajama pocket and immediately put on his face. Shortly after Indra had come and received a sarong and cocoa clothes handed over by his wife.
Once both are ready, they immediately carry out their duties calmly and solemnly, and then end with the prayer they offer to the Creator.
"Nr ...." Rizka ventured to tell her husband everything.
"Yes, Honey? What's up?" After folding his face, Rizka followed Indra who had already sat on the bed.
"I want to say something, but I'm afraid you're angry, brother." The woman lowered her head, avoiding Indra's gaze which was directly aimed at her.
"angry? Did you make a mistake? Have you ever seen me angry with you?"
Rizka shook her head as her face was lifted by her husband with the tip of her hand then kissed his forehead, making her feelings a little calmer.
"I don't know if this is wrong or not for you, but I've forgotten something, Brother."
Indra sighed to be more patient in the face of his wife's innocence. He smiled and stroked the nervous looking face before him.
"Last month I forgot something, brother."
Then Rizka told him everything, like what she had said to her mother the other day.
The look on Indra's face began to turn more serious and looked at his wife in shock. His mouth was still tightly locked, until Rizka took out and handed him a small object that she knew of its usefulness.
"This, Brother." Rizka lowered her head again in a feeling of unease and fear. The two hands fused together and grasped each other tightly.
Indra noticed the long flat object and then observed what marks were in the middle. There was still no reaction on his face that had returned flat and unpredictable at all.
"Then?" Only that one word finally came out of the lips of the man carrying the calm.
Indra's question provoked Rizka to raise her face back and look at the husband.
"I'm sorry, brother. You must be angry with me ...."
Unable to see the resigned face of his wife who really looks scared, Indra immediately hugged him tightly and then showered him with small kisses all over his face.
"Sir ..., are you not angry?" asked Rizka who was still confused by the change in her husband's attitude which became crisp and full of smiles.
"We do plan to postpone it for reasons of your readiness. But if that trust has been given by God, then we must not reject it and must thank it, dear."
Indra again noticed the perspective he still held. Her teary eyes represented the lust that filled her heart.
"You're pregnant, honey. You are pregnant with our future child!"
Rizka was no less interested. He felt relieved and very happy after seeing Indra's attitude that was not angry and disappointed in him. Instead, the husband actually feels happy and grateful for the pregnancy that is present outside their plan.
"Yes, Brother. And I'm so happy that you're happy and accept my pregnancy. Thank you, Brother."
Rizka poured into the arms of her husband and shed her happy cry there. Indra immediately clenched his wife's body tightly and kissed the top of his head with gratitude that continues to be spoken nonstop.
"I'm more grateful to you, baby. Thank you for accepting this pregnancy happily and not being afraid to live it."
"There are you who are always with me and will always strengthen me, Brother. Why should I be afraid?" Rizka smiled in the warm embrace of her husband.
"This pregnancy is a gift that God entrusts to us. We should both continue to be grateful and take good care of her, brother."
Indra nodded and continued to cling to his beloved wife's tiny body.
"We'll take care of her, baby. We're going through this pregnancy full of happiness!"
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