Muhasabah Cinta (Arya And Arini)

Muhasabah Cinta (Arya And Arini)
209.I'm your Husband



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Arya's heart was completely touched, she was very sorry for having made her wife in pain. But he also can't do anything because it's the way it should be.



Arya stopped her movements just after she could actually break into Arini's dam with her navel spear. Her guilt grew even greater because she saw Arini who had shed tears.



"Sorry, because you have to feel this painful thing, sorry," Arya was so sorry.



"It's okay, isn't it Sir is also sick right?" arini replied with an occasional grimace.



Arya felt more guilty. He did not feel which part of the body was in pain, but seeing Arini in pain already made him more painful than the pain from the wound.



If you can, Arya wants to bear all the pain that Arini gets, letting Arini just feel the pleasure. But how do you want to be said? Arya has no power for that.



After Arini had calmed down a little Arya began to move again, re-uniting their lips to stimulate Arini to be lulled and can forget the pain.



The heirloom that keeps stuck Arya let, with her hands and lips that continue to move to another area and can really make Arini feel the pleasure until the sound of moaning back Arya heard.



Slowly Aryan's spear began to return to work, digging deeper to reach its proper place. Accelerating his rhythm and making Arini completely unable to speak anymore, it was enough that he felt the pleasure for now after having had a great pain.



"Satkk... Tuaannn.." Arini's voice trembled, perhaps he would return to his peak and would spurt out yet another wave from the hole that Arya had dug with her truly powerful spear.



"Eject, Honey. Let it out" he said, continuing to accelerate its movement.



Arini again gripped Arya as she felt a huge wave coming out. Arini's body stiffened at that moment, no matter what feeling it was but there was a sense of pleasure, heat was also another sensation that he had never felt before.



Arya smiled again, she was very happy to be able to make his wife in her peak. Now it's his turn to work hard for him to reach his peak.



Deep and deeper, faster and faster until the breath so hunted from Arya.



Seeing Arini's face makes Arya more excited to get to the top quickly. Enjoy the freshness of pleasure after success.



Before long Arya worked hard in her excavation until finally the source of her spring will soon irrigate the valley she made. Arya's body also stiffened, irregular breathing accompanied by a very extraordinary sensation.



Finally the spring of Arya managed to come out, filled the valley that was already deep because of its own quarry. Arya was silent, letting all the water run out. A breath of relief came out from Arya, satisfied with her heart because it had succeeded.



"Alhamdulillah," Aryan's gratitude said when he also reached the top. Let go of all the springs of life that might grow into the fertile valley he had dug before. Put the seedlings in the right place in a place that is halal for him.



"If You allow one of them to grow, make him a pearl that will be the light of our lives, a pride for us and useful for Your family, nation, and people."



Huge expectations after he managed to put his seeds in Arini's place. Hoping that soon will grow pearls that will be a complement to their household both.



Arya collapses next to Arini, showering a kiss on Arini's forehead.



"Thank you. Thank you, dear," he said.



"Is sir still sick?" tanyakanya. Arini is still worried about Arya even though she herself also feels tremendous pain.




"really?"



"Yes, not anymore. Do you want to prove it?" Arya was still not satisfied when she had just finished.



"Bu----"



Arini can only resign when Arya wants again and immediately silences her with her lips again.



The second struggle finally occurred again between the two, and now only the pleasure that they will both feel.



It's really as if he's hit the Aryan jackpot right now, he's getting something new, good, certainly still sealed very tightly.


Arya continues to carve a smile when the morning is approaching, she who actually just slept for a while now she has re-awakened because of the sound of azan.


Seeing the tired face of his wife who was beside him made Arya very satisfied, he was also happy because he could make himself or Arini himself feel satisfied on a beautiful night on their first night together.


Arya tilted her body, looking at Arini's very cute face while sleeping. Gently stroked her for fear of disturbing her because Arini must have been very exhausted from the ferocity he had committed last night. Moreover, Arya who seemed never satisfied and always wanted again and again, it was very overwhelming Arini.


"Hmmm..." Arini wriggled, although Arya did not wake her but Arini would still wake up when she heard the sound of the azan entering regularly in her ears.


Feels so tired that Arini finally stretches his hands up to make his muscles work again, but what he did instead led Arya to want the same thing again as last night after she saw a chewy mound that was clearly exposed.


"Akhh.., it was morning" he said, trying hard to open his eyes wide.


"Akk!!" Arini shouted as she sensed someone playing the top of her mound. Arini quickly checked and the culprit must have been her own husband who continued to play by hand.


"Ihh, sir," a sense of amusement and shame made Arini quickly get rid of Arya's hand and quickly cover it again with a blanket.


"You*****," Arya's voice sounded like a child at the time, her eyes kept on winking pleading with great force. It seems Arini still did not give it this time.


"You," whined Arya again, but Arini still did not give it. Arini shook her head quickly as well as closed it so tightly.


Allahu Akbar Allahu Akbar....


The sound of the iqamah shocked Arini, his eyes instantly swirling at every corner.


"What's wrong?" asked Arya who looked confused with Arini.


"It's dawn" Arini was about to sit down but his back was very painful, not even there that hurt but his whole body was crumbling. Especially at the bottom, it feels very painful. Arya was really late, not about when she did it last night.


"Aww!" Just moved a little bit Arini's leg was already in pain. Is everything really okay? Arini is very confused if she can move she does not wear anything at all and Arya seems to be the same, then?


"Is it really painful?" arya asked and was immediately taken in by Arini, "sorry, I didn't mean to make you sick like this."


"Is Sir sick too?" Arini glanced and asked


Arya gasped, what hurt Arya even she really enjoyed it Arya was also very addicted to the activities overnight, if not pity the situation Arini now must be he will hit Arini again and do it again.


Arini's hand raised, touching Arya's injured shoulder will bite. The wound is small but looks very red and there is little blood that has dried.


"Arini's sorry, Mr. Sir must be sick, right?" Arini's eyes glazed over, ready to launch tears from feeling guilty. She shouldn't have hurt Arya last night, but what she did was as if she didn't notice. As he felt an overwhelming pain he immediately moved to bite Arya.


"It's okay, it'll also heal quickly. Don't cry you're innocent, but I'm guilty of making you sick."


"Mister is not wrong, did you also say yesterday that it will hurt a little, but Arini is not strong enough to hold it, so...?"


"Already, now we take a shower and pray at dawn" said Arya.


"Can you walk?" ask Arya.


Arini was trying, seeing Arya who had taken her towel again Arini took the initiative to bring her blanket to cover her body.


Just now Arini's legs can be cramped, he is also very difficult to walk.


Arya who knew it immediately chased down and lifted Arini's body.


"I'm your husband now, if you need anything tell me. You can also ask me for help, okay?"


Arini nodded after being in Arya's arms. Actually he wanted to walk alone but he wasn't strong.



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