My dear wife My wife is Malang

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A beautiful morning, as beautiful as the faces of newlyweds who are still asleep after their fierce fight last night.

I don't know how many times to repeat, to make the two droop helplessly, especially Nisha.

Nisha slowly opened her eyes, The sunlight sneaking in from the gap of their room curtain unintentionally blinded her face.

Sahir's sturdy hands still clenched at his slender waist, he slowly put away his husband's hand, trying to get up.

"Aaakkhhh,,"Nisha grimaced in pain, feeling like something was stuck between her two groves.

He could only sit and rest his body on the bed.

Sahir was disturbed by the movement of his wife, he woke up and smiled looking at Nisha's pillow face for the first time.

"keep it pretty" praise Sahir

"Based on a mongrel, it's still too early captain" replied Nisha

Sahir wakes up, aligns his position with Nisha, pecking gently on the top of his female head.

"Thank you for everything, I'm so happy" Sahir said, stroking his wife's hair.

"I'm also very happy, to have you as my husband"Nisha hugged Sahir tightly.

Nisha tried to get up, but again she felt a pain in her sensitive part.

"Awwww,"trips.

"Darling, is that so sick???Sorry"Bright feel guilty.

Nisha immediately shut her mouth with her index finger, she shook her head slowly with a smile, "no need to apologize, I don't like, it hurts because it's the first time, I can still hold it,this is very common for a woman,"

Sahir smiled flirtatiously, making Nisha suspicious.

"why,,??tanyakanya.

"you say it hurts because it's the first time, it means that the second, third and so on don't hurt dong ya," teased Sahir while raising his eyebrows.

"iihh dasaarr"Nisha pinched her husband's stomach.

"uh, naduuhh,,eehhhh,,eehhhh, the responsibility, you know,hayoohh, the will,,"

Sahir showed his edict that had been strained again because of Nisha.

"kyyaaaaa,, you what the hell, shy tauu"Nisha's wit reflex covers her face with both hands.

"do not be ashamed, what's in me, it's all yours,"Sahir continued to tease Nisha, as Nisha made her desire rise again.

Sahir touched the soft cheek of Nisha, then kissed the friendly lips Nisha, he wanted to repeat the pleasure of last night, although still feeling pain, Nisha could not resist, however this was his duty, he said,Nisha is getting used to her husband's gentle kiss, she learns how her husband treats her, Nisha tries to do the same, she gently kisses her husband's neck, she,a small bite of Sahir's ear while his hand plays something down there, making Sahir let out a moan of pleasure.

the newlyweds continued the fight until an indeterminate time, allowing them to give up their mutual desires.

(we see how Delia's condition in RS, my beloved Readers 😅 )

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Dara still faithfully accompanied Delia, after bathing and changing clothes brought by her husband, she again sat next to the care bed Delia.

"Del, why don't you wake up yet," his murmur clasped Delia's hand.

As if knowing what Dara was feeling, Delia slowly opened her eyes, faintly seeing someone sitting beside her.

"Finally you are aware, Del" smiling sumringah Dara greeted him.

"Raa," Delia's voice was weak,"Why me??"

"Yesterday at Nisha's wedding, you passed out, Del" Clearly Dara

Delia recalled the incident yesterday, which again made her heart hurt, back to the happy face of Sahir and Nisha.

"Del, what exactly are you doing,??

Dara's curiosity that he endured overnight could not be contained anymore, recalled when the unconscious Delia called the name of their best friend's husband, Sahir.

Delia let out a heavy sigh, if possible why she did not sleep forever, refused to wake up and had to accept back the fact that Nisha's husband was the man she loved.

The pain cannot be expressed in words.

Dara wiped away Delia's tears that had already slid prettyly on her cheeks.

"Del, why do you, tell me the same story, not in your own pendem,"Tara tried to calm down but curiosity still enveloped in the added reaction Delia at this time.

"I don't know what, Ra.I'm just sad that I'm not married now" Delia said laughing, trying to joke with Dara.

Dara is increasingly confused to see Delia's behavior, "you can't boong from me, Del.I know you, we're not a position of two years, now you're all telling me,"So still trying his efforts.

"Really Ra.I don't what, you ain't no usag lebayy that's ahh"Delia turned her face away not wanting Dara to see her tears coming back.

"Okay, that's how I'm asking now, why do you call me Sahir, what is the meaning of all that,?Dara's question firmly made Delia surprised.

"Ga funny deh Ra.make what I call Sahir's name,"Delia evasive."mistakes sure you" he added.

"Delia Putri Anjaya, if you do not want a story,oke.I'll tell Nisha, you call her husband's name, I'm not kidding anymore"Thank Dara.

Delia got up from her position, helping by putting a pillow on her best friend's back.

Delia bit her lips small, the tears could not be compromised, the more swift flowing from her beautiful eyes.

Dara embraces Delia's body, although Delia has yet to explain anything from her mouth, but what she sees can already explain everything.

"Since when, Del?" ask Dara back.

"You remember, Ra. Back in college you read my Diary about a man I admired, "Delia began to explain.

"Haaahhh, Deliaaa, that's been that long.And can you cover all of her from me and Nisha"helean breathed Dara very disappointed

"I don't dare tell who, I'd like to try to get close to Sahir, but I don't have the courage at all, I can only admire him from a distance, I decided to love him myself,enough I keep in my heart, I think as time goes on, my love for her will surely run out, for loving the other side is like drowning in water, breathing yet tight, like, but it turns out that the more I love him, so that even when I was abroad the shadow of Sahir still haunts my mind, I am determined to finish my studies as soon as possible, he said,I'll look for Sahir and express my feelings upon arrival here, but fate says otherwise, I already have a lover of heart and that's my own friend,"Delia sobbed to tell her heart complaint that she had been keeping to herself.

Dara recalls the moment when she and Nisha picked Delia up at the airport, the first time Delia knew Sahir was Nisha's future husband, she had been suspicious ever since.

"I know it's Ra's fault, but I'm going to try to forget this feeling, I need some time, I beg you not to tell Nisha, we know very well what her nature is, she's willing to share anything for her best friend,I don't want to be a burden to her, I don't know how long it takes to forget Sahir, but I sure can, I can,"Delia came back sobbing, covered her face, her shoulders shaking, her chest feeling really tight.

Dara can only be pensive, she is confused how, Delia and Nisha are friends who have become part of her life, her tongue can not say what.

Dara was only able to hug Delia's body tightly, hoping to reduce her best friend's pain a little.

Delia was shaking her face, she swept away all the tears, drawing a deep breath.

"Ra, you don't have to worry, I don't know what, just assume you never know how I feel about sahir, I certainly can, please don't let Nisha know, I beg Ra, keep everything secret, please,suppose you don't know what.please!" is!"

Dara smiled then nodded reassuringly to Delia,

"thank you Ra, you know me best" Delia said

Meanwhile, unbeknownst to Dara and Delia, there was a figure behind the door of the nursery of Delia who had since listened to the conversation of the two.

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