Marry Bening

Uncontrollable

The next day...

This morning I was doing my usual activities. After yesterday I skipped, today my work must have doubled. Although there is Mario who can actually handle all the work, but after the incident at the Rudy club at that time, I did not get any news or messages from him all day yesterday.

Is Mario angry and upset at me for deliberately kissing Bening in front of him?

Why should he be angry and upset with me? Hey, my wife's right! I have every right to do anything to her, right?

"Mas, here's the stock." Bening appeared to disperse my irritated daydreams.

He put his lunch on the glass table. Then approached me who was wearing my work coat while glazed over.

"You're leaving, aren't you?" Ask her to help fix the suit I've been wearing.

I feel gasp. Even I felt nervous when he was so close to me. Our distance is just a fist. His height was only up to my chest. But that way I can smell the smell of shampoo from his hair. I see Bening bowed. Ah, don't let 'this' rise!

"Mas, I may not, I." he said hesitatingly. "I..to the store again?" the more scared. His hand brushed the collar of the suit on the chest. Is he so scared of me? His hands just shook.

Yeah, maybe Bening was afraid of me remembering yesterday when I couldn't control my speech because of emotion. I forbid him to work, as if this price was taken because he could not finance and provide for his needs. I'm not wrong, am I? I just want my wife to wait for me at home. Spend time or do what he wants, I won't ban him if it's not work.

If it's Erina, maybe she'll spend my savings, buy whatever she wants as she used to. Although I'm sure my savings won't run out. Not arrogant, because money can be generated again if we work harder. The money made will be more useful and become more blessed when used by the right people because they are happy to use it well and appropriately.

"Can't, yeah." The handle slowly slipped off, his face lethargic. Whether he was conscious or not, but I didn't want his hand to be taken off my body. By reflex I held his hand.

"Why?"

"Huh?" Bening gasped as I held his hand. Then he looked up at me.

The face was plain with no make-up yet so sweet. I really can't take my eyes off her. She's a woman who's not really my criteria. Even imagining it never crossed my mind to marry a woman like her who was far from perfect like Erina.

When compared to anything, she was indeed much different from Erina. But why is he so charming to me?

It was as if my eyes didn't want to turn away from him. Even when these eyes opened for the first time upon awakening, the thing I wanted to see was her shady face. Like a madman, I always look for only his shadow if he is not there when I wake up from sleep.

"Mass?" I blinked, forgetting what I was about to say. Slowly he was about to release his hand from my grasp. I saw the bruises start to fade, thank God. I think he's diligent in applying his ointment.

"What do you mean, ask why?" tanyakanya.

"Geek me if you talk!" I honestly don't want him to duck.

"Yes." Yeah." He looked up. Why is it so adorable?

"Why are you so short..." I was unconscious.

"Huh? Should I go swimming to heighten my body? Or diligently drink growth milk because I'm still in growth for another year?"

It was a moment I thought would be romantic. I had brought myself closer to her and I almost had a kiss on her forehead before the silly question bothered me. Growth period? Akh, her words made me really remind me of my age. I let go of his hand.

"Why do you want to work? What was my word yesterday unclear?" my annoyance. Then walk through it, looking for which watch I'm going to wear.

"I understand very well that you forbid me to work. But I have to go to the store. Yuni's mother is in trouble without my help. Lots of cake and flower orders," she explained.

"There's Aunt Lily taking care of everything, isn't she?" I walked back and forth here and there without knowing exactly what I was going to do. I feel anxious.

"Yes, but that's my job." Walked after me.

"Beep." I stopped my steps and turned around.

"Yes, Mum." I hit my chest because I suddenly stopped. He rubbed his forehead and nose. Almost wanted this hand to touch him.

"I'd hate it if anyone would dispute the rules I've made" I said slowly so he could understand.

"Yes, Mas. I understand," he said. "But..."

"Yes if you understand. I'm late now" I argue later. Don't want to argue anymore.

Why am I upset that my wife doesn't obey me? I'm afraid, because I can't see it anymore. For no less than a week I knew him. Yeah, we've probably been together for nine months. But I really know him now.

"MAS!" Geez, isn't being nice he's yelling?

"MAS, BUT THIS IS NOT FAIR! I can work, I can't. You can do what you want, and I can't, right? He said he didn't think I existed because in Mas's heart there was only Erina. In the past Mas insisted that I was not the ideal wife that Mas wanted. So, let me do what I want too!" Whoa...wah..have the courage from which this wife cried out and defied me? To the point that I can't dwell on his words.

"Anyways, with or without Mas's permission, I'll still go to the store. POINT!" He took the bag and threw it away.

I was so upset that it made me dark in the eyes. I pulled him violently and slammed him into the bed. The emotions that had penetrated up made me smell his lips a little rough. I became a fan of it. My kiss is deep and demanding. Didn't want me to release my pagutan on the sweetness of his lips that had dared to raise his tone to me. I held his hand as he thrashed away from me. I'm getting pissed. This self is getting wild exploring its sensitive points. I roughly revealed the t-shirt he was wearing until the smooth skin of his stomach was visible. I was getting savage, sipping the smooth skin of his stomach with my increasingly mischievous hands exploring on something so fitting in my hands, so warm...

"M-mas.." - She was terrified, her body was pounding.

I don't give a shit! This long-buried desire must be completed. This feeling has come back for a long time. No, I don't think about Erina. Just Bening, only my wife is now in my head!

I threw a suit wrapped around my body. Sitting on her thighs, I still held my wife back so she wouldn't rebel. His eyes are afraid of me. Again, I don't care!

The turtle neck model black t-shirt I was wearing made me sultry. I took off the shirt and threw it away. Then, I opened my belt, unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, loosened them. The contents inside felt tight and already rebellious wanting to get out immediately. For a long time, I was finally straight! Yeah, I'm always straight if I'm around him.

I bowed back as Bening pleaded not to continue what I wanted to do.

"Mas.don't..."

My ears felt deaf, without heeding his plea, I again felt the sweetness of the swollen lips. No matter how he thrashed, my hand wildly touched something that fit in my hand. I lifted her waist slightly to get closer to me, took off her jeans buttons and lowered her zipper, lowered her jeans a little so that she showed off the pink CD she was wearing. I swiped mine at the core that was still covered in cloth. Ahh.warm... I really wanted it right then and there!

"Son, mama same pap.." Mama suddenly opened the door, barged into the room. Oh, Ma...can't you knock on the door first? This brutal activity stopped. We got snatched again...

But this time I really did something that was so longing for my wife. And my mistake was always forgetting to lock the door. Maybe it was still a habit after the accident that my mom warned me not to lock the door because I was too worried about my situation. But the situation this time is different, Ma...can't you understand?

"Sorry, please continue!" Mom hurriedly closed the door.

I'm clucking bitterly. Hitting the bed rough. He closed his eyes in fear. The liquid in the corner of his eyes was already full as it continued to flow. Until finally my consciousness returned when I saw the water that had been flowing in the corners of his eyes. Clear sobbing without a sound. Body shaking. I saw the whole thing of him that seemed messed up by my actions. Mama must have seen it even in a different angle. I must have embarrassed him. I am proud because this is legitimate. And I'm free to do it to my wife. This should be the most privacy thing between us.

I took down the shirt I had unveiled on his body and raised the jeans that had shown the part I wanted to enter it even though I had not had time to lower the CD. His body gasped when I did. Both hands covered his face. She cried...

"Sorry," I grabbed her body. As if to protect her from any view. "Sorry..." I regret. I was being disrespectful to him. Bening thrashed as I grabbed her lying body. But the roar made me turn away from him. I'm getting my arms around him. Until he gave up and cried as much as I could in my arms with both palms covering his face.

This morning I opened a possibly bad start for my own wife.

As for the mother who suddenly appeared, I was grateful, as if the Lord reminded me not to go any further. I remember because my wife was still lost...

***

I kissed the back of my hand when I was about to go to work. He did not look at me with his eyes twinkling. Without letting me leave the house, Bening entered the house. No shouts of encouragement, no waves of cheerful hands. With a trace I entered my car. This incident made me feel so guilty.

But where does the error lie? It's only natural that I'm so passionate about him. Yeah, it was my fault. With emotion I treated her with disrespect. There wasn't even a romantic atmosphere I should have given her.

I started the car and drove it. How shocked I was when in front of the gate of the house stood the figure that had been in my mind. Is that how I dream?

I saw him looking at the time on the clock that was coiled around his wrist. I stopped my car and went out to him.

"Where are you going? Didn't you just go inside?" I asked with a huff. Though not so long when I saw earlier he hurried into the house. When did he come out so neatly like that? Even the bag has been tucked in his body.

"WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!" I can't hold back my emotions.

"I-i.." nervous. There was a ray of fear in his eyes.

"You don't hear what the husband says, huh?" Damn, why can't this mouth be awake when it comes to my wife? I'm angry, because..fear of loss?

"L-yes, I know, Mom. But please allow me to go to the store today. Ms. Yuni is really troubled if I don't help. Lots of cake orders today," he explained.

"Pleasee," please.

"Mas, I really promise, after this I will know what I told you. I will not argue anymore. But please don't be so fierce and scary as before..."

I fell silent, looking at him with a face that was bleak like that made me feel completely wrong. I can't bear it, really! But I don't want to release him either.

Wahh, what kind of man am I? What a selfish attitude. The fear of loss is so domineering if it really goes away.

TB