Married To An Ex

First morning

After breakfast passed by in silence, Rifky walked into his room. He packed his clothes and Nabila's clothes. Take one by one from the closet and put in a big suitcase. Not leaving a single one. 

''Where are you going?'' Nabila who just entered also raised a question. Approaching Rifky who seemed busy putting his clothes in. 

''You're driving me away from here?'' ask again with glassy eyes. 

His brain had wandered everywhere, remembering earlier when discussing about Linda. Although it was his heart, but not necessarily good in Rifky's heart. 

''No. ''No. We will move from here, replied Rifky without staring. Urgent some clothes that barely fit.  Then close the suitcase. Standing near Nabila who looks still full of question marks. 

''It may not be easy for you to forget my past with other women. But I will try to make you comfortable and forget everything. In this marriage, there will be no one but the two of us, said Rifky seriously. 

''You mean?'' tanya Nabila was curious. He could not fully understand the meaning of Rifky. 

''We will move into our future home. Home for us and the children later, explained Rifky. 

Told that the house had only become six months ago and would only be occupied by them. It means there's no more Linda's shadow there. 

''Thank you for being patient with me. And thank you for giving me a second chance.'' Rifky hugged Nabila again. 

Their first night is a failure, but Rifky hopes it will happen soon so that the marriage is stronger. And soon have kids as funny as her dreams. 

Before leaving, Rifky meets with the guards. He spoke seriously and said he intended to sell his apartment.  

Not only that place, he would also sell all of his assets that Linda had stepped on. Removing traces of the woman who had accompanied him for almost two years.  

''No, Ky. I don't want to be the reason you sold all your property. Just ignore my feelings,'' forbid Nabila to be afraid. 

''This is because of my own wishes, not because of you, Rifky replied casually. 

Cars are moving through the streets crowded with vehicles. All the way was filled with jokes. Sometimes they talk about the honeymoon that used to be delayed. 

''How about we honeymoon to Turkey, '' Rifky advised. He also showed me a place I had never been to with Linda. 

 

''No need, after all the same, the honeymoon is just a waste of money, '' refused Nabila. 

Not wanting to trouble Rifky who was indeed very busy. After all, he also had to go to the restaurant to inform the Manager of his plans to resign. 

''You need healing, honey. I don't want you to have much thought. Now let's just say we're in a courtship period." Turn his car into elite housing. 

After much thought, Nabila agreed with Rifky's opinion. She is ready if at any time invited to go on a honeymoon by her husband. 

The car stops in front of a modern classic-style mansion. The two-story house with sturdy pillars looked so majestic and elegant. The spacious courtyard, as well as the garden around it enhance the beauty of the place. 

''This is our home." Rifky went down first, followed by Nabila from behind. 

''Naturally, any wife would definitely not accept her ex-husband. I like you like that, which means you are jealous. Aye, right?" Blinking one of her eyes teases. Understand what Nabila feels right now. 

Nabila simply replied with a wry smile.

First they entered, then went through every room in the house. Rifky deliberately made two rooms downstairs. One main room and one for guests, while on the second floor there are four rooms that are no less luxurious. Be careful if any of his family stays. 

''The kitchen is here. I purposely separated him from the dining room. Mother said, most women do like this, said Rifky as often said Ayun. 

''Very good, but I think this is too broad, I'm afraid we're tired of cleaning it.'' Nabila. Let alone for a few on two floors, one of course he is not necessarily able to, not to mention having to cook and other work. 

''Relax, I'll hire a housekeeper later. You just sit sweetly at home waiting for me to come home.'' Embrace Nabila's shoulder and take her to the room.

After combing through each room, they lay on the same bed. Smiling and hugging each other. Sometimes Rifky tucked the hair that covered the wife's cheeks.

''Thank you for trying to be the best for me. I promise to be the wife you want" said Nabila Lirih.

Rushing, Rifky brought his lips closer and kissed Nabila's forehead gently and then down to both eyes and turned to the nose, cheeks, then landed on the lips for a few minutes.

The longer the kiss gets more demanding. Nabila just closed his eyes without being able to resist. 

Her whole body trembled feeling something different as her husband continued to attack her with a gentle touch. 

''Are you ready?'' rifky asked after stopping his kiss.  

''I'm-I'm ready, '' replied Nabila.  

Dispelling doubts that sometimes still settle in the chest.believing that Rifky really wants her to be a wife, not a mere impingement. 

In a few minutes, the clothes wrapped in the bodies of both of them were already lying on the floor. Donning.

They are now covered with a thick blanket. Unceasingly Rifky hit Nabila with a kiss. Not only on the lips, but also in certain parts. It makes the girl helpless.

There was an unusual taste began to spread all over Nabila's body. The strange sensation was able to make him fall asleep. You are lying if you say you do not enjoy it. In fact, Rifky's touch was able to make him fly to nirvana. 

At first Nabila screamed softly when he felt a tremendous pain at the bottom there, but slowly the taste gradually disappeared and replaced with a sense of pleasure. A pleasure that cannot be expressed in words. 

The spacious and luxurious room witnessed a long struggle between Nabila and Rifky. Mentari who infiltrated from behind the curtain was as if embarrassed to see the two people who were fused and clenched. It was as if the world belonged to just the two of them. 

''Thank you, '' said Rifky with a breath of breath. He rested his head on Nabila's chest and closed his eyes. Decompose fatigue due to hard work that can drain energy and sweat. 

Even with Nabila, the woman set her breath that is still hunting. Occasionally rubbing the back of Rifky who became a victim of the ferocity of his nails, some even bleed fresh. 

If he sees, he's angry, right?