Marrying the Father of My Foster Son

Post-Small Quarrel between Ghani and Queensha

"Honey, are you sure you want to go with Grandma Rumi and Grandpa Rayyan? Don't want to go with mom and dad to the apartment?" Queensha asked once more to confirm Aurora's sudden decision to leave because she wanted to stay with her grandparents.

"Related, Mama. Rora Kangen really cool busty with Grandma Rumi. Okay, right, Ma?" The round eyeballs blinked expectantly.

Although it is a little hard to let go of her beloved daughter, Queensha still allows Aurora to live with her grandparents. He did not want to be selfish by refusing the request of the princess let alone he ever promised to continue a relationship with his father-in-law even though now they no longer live at home.

"By dong, honey. However, Rora had to promise, not to be naughty and bother Grandpa and Grandma during her stay here. Rora must obey and obey all the words of grandparents. Can't be naughty let alone trouble them, huh?"

Aurora enthusiastically replied, "Ready, Mama! Rora's gonna be a submissive kid."

Queensha rubbed Aurora's head in love. "Smart kid. Here, hug mom first." The tiny body was scattered in the arms of the mother. Hugged Queensha tightly before they parted ways for a while.

Ghani and Queensha's two in-laws looked at the scene in front of them with feelings of harrumph. Aurora's hopes of having a mother have finally materialized. At the age of five, she was able to meet her own mother.

Queensha bailed to her in-laws. "Dad, Mother, I'm taking Rora. Tomorrow afternoon after delivering lunch to Mas Ghani, I stop by here and pick up Aurora."

"Yes. You don't have to worry about Aurora. He'll be safe with us. You guys be careful on the road and if you've not forgotten to tell your mother, huh?"

"Good, Bun. Yes, we go home first. Assalamu a'laikum." Queensha kissed the backs of Arumi and Rayyan's hands in turn.

"Ghan, don't forget to send me the report you asked for. I need it right away."

Ghani nodded quickly. "Whoever, when I meet the report directly I send to Dad."

Not long after, Ghani arrived at the apartment which is now a shelter with his wife and dear children. The apartment unit looked quiet, there was no shouting, a small babble from Aurora's tiny lips, only the sound of the beating of a wall clock taped to the family room.

"This apartment is so quiet, yes, Mas, because there is no Rora. Usually he'll scream for omurice to make when he's watching Barbie." Queensha circled his gaze at one corner in the living room. That's where Aurora usually plays with her beloved doll. Although only a few days moved here, apparently the spot has given a special impression for Queensha.

Ghani slowly stepped closer to Queensha who was standing near the room divider made of wood. He wrapped his hands around his wife's waist and hugged her from behind.

"You're right, honey. The absence of Rora here makes this apartment even quieter than before. However, we can make this apartment even more crowded even if there is no Rora."

Queensha's forehead shrivels. "How is it, Mas?" ask the woman curious.

The sturdy hands fingers that were originally at the waist, were now raised into the air. Ghani draped Queensha's strung black strands of hair to her left side using her right hand, while her left hand was still coiled around the woman's slender waist.

"We can make love and you can make a melodious sound so every corner of the room in this apartment gets crowded by your voice, honey. You are free to sigh, to growl, and to shout calling my name every time you reach release. How, was my idea brilliant?" ghani whispered in Queensha's ear. He put his lips close to his wife's neck, peeling the flawless white surface with passion. While there was no one in the apartment, he could freely do anything without fear of being caught by Aurora, her parents or the household assistants who often went back and forth, go in and out of the kitchen to do their work as ART.

Queensha' kudu feathers goosebumps as a gust of heat hits her neck. The smell of woody perfume lurking to Queensha's sense of smell made the woman remember the smell of wood in the forest, it felt so soft and gave the impression of macho.

"Mas Ghani, I-I"

"Why, Honey? You want to reject my invitation?" sergeant Ghani was quick to notice the danger around him. "Darling, don't you feel sorry for me? Ever since we fought, you and I slept apart. You sleep in the room while I'm on the couch in the living room. Every night I sleep with a pile of Aurora's dolls without being able to hug you. Then now I too must sleep alone without the caress of affection from you."

"Darling, since noon I held him and now I can't stand him anymore. A cold shower or bath in the bathtub feels unable to make me feel calmer. I really want you now" Ghani said, ending a kiss on the cheek.

During her time in the hospital, the shadow of Queensha's face continued to dance beautifully in the eye patch. Her strawberry-tinged ruum lips continued to tease her as if asking the beetle to take a sip, feeling every drop of honey sourced from the rose. Ghani is a normal guy who will react when Queensha is nearby.

Queensha gasped at Ghani's statement. If you can be honest, actually he also misses the moment of togetherness when they are both on the same bed, sharing blankets, and satisfying each other. However, his shy nature makes him unable to convey what he feels right now. He was so embarrassed to say that if he wanted Ghani, too.

Not getting any answers, Ghani sighed softly. He knows what Queensha's decision is at the moment. "Yes, if not okay. I'll try a cold shower and who knows my cravings can diminish even if we don't make love." Although he looked disappointed, but he tried to understand Queensha. Healing trauma from past events is not as easy as flipping the palm of the hand. For this reason, Ghani did not want to force Queensha to serve him.

Ghani removed his hand, which was wrapped around Queensha's waist, then lowered back the strands of hair that he had put on his left shoulder.

"I'm going to my study first, looking for the report Dad asked for. You can go back to your room to clean up. If my work is done, I'll follow you to the room."

Ghani was about to step up, leaving Queensha. However, with a quick movement Queensha's fingers blocked the husband's wrist.

Ghani looked in wonder at Queensha. "Do you need anything?"

Head shaking. "No. It's just that I ... I .. um, I just want to say that I'm willing to make love to you."

Queensha cupped Ghani's face and landed a light kiss on her lips. In this way he hopes Ghani knows that he really wants the man too.

Ghani replied to his wife with the spirit of 45. Without wasting a long time, the man carried Queensha bridal style to their room.

Landing his wife's body slowly on a king-size mattress with a pink bed of flowers. Ghani crept toward Queensha, then wrapped his wife with both elbows placed to the right and left of her body.

"I promise I'll play it slow just like when we fuck in the Maldives and Japan."

Ghani leaned over and licked his wife's neck, sniffing out the scent of rosemary and ginseng emanating from her hair. After that, then down to part two chewy objects that will become the source of life for prospective children. He squeezed the two objects tightly to make Queensha sigh of pleasure.

"Tonight I'll make sure we both get back to the beautiful paradise of the world together." After saying the sentence, Ghani began to complete the desire that was already in the crown. He hugged his wife's body tightly, letting their innocent bodies touch each other.

Tonight, this, for the first time Ghani and Queensha made love after a dispute that occurred between the two and their activities this time felt so different because it was done after a small quarrel that was considered as a seasoning flavoring in the household.

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