Marriage Without Love (Khanza Story)

Raga Unification

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Dylan landed his weight on the edge of the bed. Then he took the rikma of the long halal lover was scattered and again said, "Yang, you are angry huh? I-i'm sorry! I promise I will never see Milea again, nor empathize with her."

Slowly, Dara opened her originally closed net. He smiled and rubbed the cheeks of Dylan, the husband he loved most.

"I'm not angry Bang."

Dylan's lips curved. He grabbed Dara's hand and kissed his wife's knuckles.

"really?"

"Heem." Dara nodded.

"Then, let's continue on, yuk!"

"I don't want to Bang" he replied, shaking his head.

"Why, Yang?" tanya who is visibly accompanied by a disappointed face.

Dara returned to reviewing the smile, then she answered the question expressed by her husband, "because .. I can not refuse, Bang. I have given my heart and soul to you. So, have it I'm fully Bang."

Dara pulled over the thick blanket that covered her body which was now wrapped in maroon red lingerie. Then he got up from a lying position, then put his hands on Dylan's neck, the man who had halally touched every curve of his body.

Dylan's countenance instantly changed, followed by a smile that implied meaning.

"Yes, you look more beautiful .. wear clothes less this material. But, it's even more beautiful if ...." Dylan hung his words and whispered words that successfully made Dara's body bristle.

"If .. without a thread --"

"Bang Dylan o-mes uhh." Dara pinched Dylan's stomach. Instead of complaining, Dylan laughed.

"Well, where did darling get this lingerie? Or, honey, you've prepared it, special for our first night, hmmm?" tanyanya while lifting the chin of the halal lover.

"Don't go GR an dech Bang! Earlier, I waited for Brother while opening some gifts from the guests. One of them is Nofi nyai and her friends. It turned out that their gift contained lingerie, magic wipes, and a piece of paper that read do'a before intercourse --"

"Hmmm, they are indeed the guests who best understand the needs of the newlyweds, Yang."

"Yes Bang. They seem to know if Abang has not memorized the do'a before intercourse," he said while giggling amusedly looking at the look on the husband's face that immediately changed. Very clear, Dylan was dead style of hearing his words. Dara recalled that before they started making love, her husband had not read the do'a.

"Yes, too, Yang. Not that it has not been memorized, but hastily wants to immediately feel the ultimate pleasure, sipping the heaven of the world with you Yang. Because we forgot, so there is a syaiton that interferes with our ritual earlier huh?" Dylan smiled grinningly and scratched his head even though it didn't feel itchy at all.

Dara published a smile. He grabbed Dylan's hand and put it on his head.

"Bang, now chant the do'a before we begin the ritual of unification of the body in order to gain His pleasure and avoid the disturbance of the shaiton!" his door while staring at the net that radiates shade.

Dylan smiled. He returned the gaze of the lover of heart with no less clingy. Then he read the prayer before meeting.

"Bismillah, Allahumma jannib naassyyaithana wa jannibi syaithoona maarazaqtanaa. By reciting the name of Allah, O Allah, keep us away from Satan's interference and keep the devil from disturbing what (children) You will provide us with."

After reading the do'a, Dylan peeked his wife's long forehead. He dives into an increasingly tempestuous feeling, leading the soul to immediately embrace the ultimate pleasure.

Gently, Dylan touched the entire treasure of the halal lover that was so beautiful. It kisses affectionately and leaves a trace of love on each curve as a sign of ownership.

Tones of love began to flow melodiously from his ripe lips when Dylan bled out a blunt object, tearing apart the part of the body that he had been keeping his chastity. Pain, perching. But very delicious.

Enchanted pleasure at this time cannot be expressed with words. But only able to Dara and Dylan overflow with a soft groan.

"Absite ...."

"Darling ...." Dylan repeatedly hit Dara's body. Resolving desires. Flowing the body of the lover with the water of heaven.

"Thank you dear." Dylan hugged Dara's body tightly and then kissed the old head of his wife. It spills a sense of love that is now increasing after their bodies are fused.

Dara published a smile. He buried his head in Dylan's chest. Comfortable. Dara felt a comfort she had never felt.

"Bang, I love you. I love you so much. Don't ever beat me up, Bang. Because ... I'm not a woman who can share love. I ... I'm just an ordinary woman who wants to be your only wife."

"I love you so much too, baby. I promise, no matter what happens .. I will always make you my only wife."

Both of them back to the lips, sip honey before returning to the ocean of love, sipping the pleasure that wants to always be held.

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In accordance with the speech that was spoken, Kirana drove Milea to the Danubrata residence after she contacted Rossa, Milea's mother. Kirana is not alone. She was accompanied by her husband, Abimana Surya Saputra.

Arriving at Danubrata's residence, they were greeted warmly by Danu and his wife.

Before allowing Abimana and Kirana into the house, Danu orders one of his men named Rizqi to lift the body of the princess and bring her to the room.

"Before, we apologize if our arrival is not just to deliver Milea. However, we have other goals," Abimana said, starting to open her voice, after she and Kirana and the two hosts sat on the sofa in the living room.

"We should be the ones apologizing, because our daughter is always troubling Mas Abim's family, especially Dylan," Danu said, replying to Abimana's remarks.

"Look at Mas Danu, sorry if I was presumptuous. Actually before passing out, Milea said that her marriage to Jordan was not happy. Jordan did not treat Milea the way a husband should treat a wife tenderly. In fact, whenever you want a physical union with Milea, Jordan always ties your daughter's hands and feet. As parents, did Mas Danu and Mbak Rossa not feel sorry for Milea? A princess who has always been in the fold of love, is now experiencing torment, pressure, and inner burdens. Mas Danu, Miss Rossa, a marriage based only on ambition and selfishness, sometimes even create suffering. Although we were not Milea's parents, we were very empathetic and concerned about her fate. Therefore, we hope that Mas Danu and Mbak Rossa will lend a hand to embrace Milea again in the arms of affection. Help Milea to escape the suffering that supports her soul" Kirana said at length and without hesitation.

Instantly Danu's hand clenched with the net, which was framed by a fog of anger when Kirana finished speaking. The middle-aged man felt unwelcome .. knowing his daughter was treated like a lustful woman. Not a wife who should be treated with a very sweet and tenderness.

BRAKKK

Danu breaks down the table, blazing flames of anger that overwhelm the soul ....

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