Marry Bening

Become your Husband

Adhan dawn reverberate. I blinked my eyes. Next to my hand feels numb. I can't seem to hug my wife. I looked at the peaceful face in that deep sleep. Last night's incident made me continue to let go of the smile that was engraved on my lips. The feeling made me so light.

"Yank..." The call just escaped my lips. I stroked her hair and wiped the sweat that was condensing on her forehead. "Yank...Darling..." I said it again. It feels so good.

Bening blinked his eyes. He smiled faintly at me even though he hadn't fully opened his eyes. Will he jump when he realizes our activities last night?

Oh, why would I think of that? My position is like a woman who fears being abandoned after her chastity is taken away. In fact, I am the usurper of my wife's own holiness.

Damn thinking about it made something down there rise up. Why being close to him always can't help but get up.

"Is the dawn prayer?" Ask raucously, still not opening his eyes.

"Hm" I replied with Deheman.

"I want to take a shower during dawn prayers" he said again. But it's getting coiled up in my chest.

"Well, why don't you go to the water soon?" I made him open his eyes immediately.

Bening glanced at his tightly coiled hand on my body. Then he screamed and immediately moved. "Sorry."

He did not realize that he did not use a single thread to cover his body. Making the upper part of his body exposed just like that when the blanket he was wearing before sagged because he immediately moved to sit.

Does my wife have no idea how much I want her anymore?

I pulled his hand, his body plunged back into my arms.

"Mas, I'm going to go to the water first." Bening.

"Shhhh..hush." I don't want to be rejected, really!

"Oh my goodness, my. We're not wearing clothes?" Bening's cry then as he realized that his body was as unclothed as mine.

I was ignorant and felt innocent.

"You think, what if we don't wear clothes? Don't you remember what we did last night?"

Drown his face, feeling ashamed. And I don't know why it makes me unable to not smile. I drowned myself tighter and tighter. The heat from her temperature made me unable to hold back anymore. Instantly I rolled over and was already on top of it. Looked at his face full of desire.

"Can? I want it again" asked me who felt addicted.

"Mas, but we have to pray at dawn. And. I haven't even brushed my teeth..." He turned his face.

"Look, we take a shower and pray at dawn together. But..before, we sport first." I smiled intently.

Before Bening protested, I had already covered his mouth with my lips. Give him a little lummatan full of love.

Of love? Has that feeling arisen?

I don't know what he called it. Clearly, we are now doing what I want. After that, we took a shower and performed the morning prayers together before the time was over. Even though I don't want to end the early morning struggle immediately.

Now I am like a man who is never satisfied. But it's okay, isn't it? That was on my own wife anyway.

***

"Sorry, we didn't come home yesterday. We slept in the shop" I explained to my mom and dad who were waiting for us today.

After 50 missed calls from our mom - I was - ignored because I didn't want anyone to interrupt the heat that was going on between us, finally at ten this morning, me and Bening are home. And now, we're all gathered in the living room. I don't know what's urgent so the atmosphere feels so tense.

"What are you guys doing, anyway? Ampe mama called you guys not upset," upset mom.

"Sorry, Ma. I'm silent," I reasoned.

"Give me, mama knows." Mama smiled sucks.

"Someone wants papa to tell mom to you. Luckily we were able to meet you before the break. Because our flight schedule is just around the corner," Papa said, starting important talks.

"Where are you going?"

"We want Hong Kong, Lam. There's a big tender that you have to take care of there. After all, we had left our home there long enough. And I think it's the right time for us to settle there. Considering we don't have to worry about leaving you alone anymore" Papa explained.

"The betul said. Mama also thinks you're better. There is a Bening who can take care of and take care of you. Mama is quite relieved as long as Bening is accompanying you," added mama. "Oh yeah, is Byan back?"

"Already, Ma. Her father came to pick her up yesterday and happened to be her friend Mas Aslam" Bening said.

"Oh yeah? Who, Son?" Mama looked at.

"Rudy," I replied. "What...you're really going to settle there?" Make sure what I want to ask from now on.

"Yes, we think so. Given there is also a lot of business that mama and papa live," said papa.

"Then, what about here?"

"Papa leave it with you. The rest Mr. Joseph takes care of and helps you. Yes.papa know, you also have your own company. Papa doesn't mean you're divided in focus. Stay on your business, because papa still monitor the company papa from far away," explained papa later.

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"Your good-bye, baby. Take good care of your wife. Trust me, you will be happy. Because mama see, now you want to accept your wife," mama said as she hugged me. "And, tell me mama if this annoying husband hurts you." Replace hugging Bening.

"What the hell, Ma. Just calm down I won't be sick to my mother's favorite daughter-in-law,"

"Yes, my mom is calm. Aslam is tame, really. Hehe..."

"Same papa wait for the good news from you," mama's smile was full of meaning.

"I mean mama?" I don't get it.

"Mama wants next year to have a baby cry," she whispered and laughed lightly with papa. Bening's face turned red, while I was just smiling.

We wave our hands. Bening and I drove my mom and dad to the airport. It felt so heavy, considering there was always a mama watching me. I will definitely miss him so much, because my mother was the one who took care of me all this time. In the worst of times I even fell.

I will learn to accept and love him. Loving everything that is in him...

***

We walked together after delivering the departure of mom and dad to Hong Kong.

Parisian...

I blinked when I read the digital writing on the flight departure schedule.

Erina, be that as it may, we are indeed not a match.

"In a moment, I don't have to worry if I don't bring Erina home" Bening said. Does he know if I noticed Paris's writing there?

I chose not to respond, embarrassed to be found thinking about Erina who I really did not expect her presence. Why can you read my mind.

"Mas," Bening grabbed my arm and stopped my steps.

"What's wrong?" I turned. And how surprised I was because his face was so pale.

"Mas, can we just sit there?" Show it to the waiting chair.

"Are you all right?" worry me.

"Your hands are cold." I grabbed his palm as the coldness pierced through the skin of my arm.

"Please, I want to sit down first, Mom."

"Why are you begging that?" I was upset why he begged so? I was impressed I always forbid this. It is, it is.

"Look, sit down first." I rubbed the pain to sit. "Right, you're not papa?"

I squatted in front of him. I don't care what people look at me. Yeah, I know the seat next to my wife's still empty. But I just wanted to humble myself in front of my own wife.

"I just want to sit down, Mom." He answered with a smile. "Mas, sit here," patted the empty space by his side. "Don't squat like that," feels bad.

"Why do you squat in front of your own wife? Don't switch the conversation! You are, if you are sick say sick! You don't have to hide anything else from me!"

Well, why do my emotions always rise to the surface when it comes to Bening?

My attitude like this must be impressed if I am a temperamental person and I do not want to think like that. The events of one year ago made it personal that made me overly protective and possessive.

"I'm fine, Mom." I cupped my palms together with a smile. I'm melting...

"Hmm.warmly..." Putting our palms to his cheeks while closed.

"I am in pain..." Then it made me gasp.

"Get me, you're sick. If it hurts, why not say? We should go to the doctor right now. You should not have to maxain join anter mama equally papa here. What's sick, hm? This must be because almost a week you took care of Rudy's son, not because he was busy in the store," my nagging then in panic.

Bening. "It's not because of that, it's..."

"It's not because of that, trus because of what? Don't divert the source of your pain, Yank!"

"The one that made me sick." she said softly with a reddened tinge of cheeks. And his words made me feel wrong.

"Emmh...because of you, huh? What...mas outrageous?" I regret feeling bad.

Yes, I should have been the first person to break through her chastity I should have been able to be more sensitive and feel what she felt. Maybe at this time the feeling of pain and pain is also felt by my wife. I did it many times on our first night.

"You want a sling?"

"Huh?"

"Didn't that hurt when you walked?"

"Mas, this isn't what the novel says. Just yeah.there's something weird, in 'situ', hihi..." Bening was embarrassed, he laughed lightly.

"Sorry."

"Mas don't have to apologize. I'm grateful and I'm happy because I'm now a full-fledged wife." Bening smiled, clasping my palm. "Even if I'm actually scared. Afraid of this, Erina felt betrayed."

For a moment I looked at her heart-changing face while bowing when saying her last sentence. I don't give a shit! Because now you're my wife!

I hugged Bening tightly. Every word he said was grateful and sincere so I could feel his feelings. My heart was so happy that it could not be covered when she was happy to be my full wife. I kissed his face many times. I don't care about the people who saw what I did to my own wife.

"Mas, what the hell? Diliatin people know.." shamefully.

"Bomatoes! (Bodo very)" hold it tightly. Laughing at hearing my words.

"Mas, I'm thirsty."

"Oh thirsty huh?" Bening nodded. "What drink do you want?"

"Mineral water, yes,"

"Okay, buy it first."

Mas's? I just realized that now I'm happy to call myself that, but I'm happy.

"Wait here. Don't go anywhere. Remember, don't go anywhere!" Like a parent who cares for his child, many times I tell him to wait.

"Yes..."

I left him to buy a drink. Many times I looked just to see it. Make sure he obeys what I say. If I can choose, I want to carry it on my shoulders so that it can stay with me. Ridiculous, no?

The fear of loss always lingered in my mind because of his presence. I don't know when I wanted to be a full husband to her.

Yes, I want to be your full husband, from now on. And may forever...

TB