My Disabled Husband

Episode nineteen

"Worthy," Citra said.

"Hahaha you can play on Citra," asked Arga.

"Hhhh!!"

"Follow what I say Citra. I've been taught by my father to print children like me" Arga said.

"It's you, you want to have a child like yourself" Citra asked.

"Yes dong, I'm handsome, tall and smart again. If a new woman is like you, beautiful, sexy, a perfect woman" replied Arga.

The image of smiling hearing Arga's answer, Arga whom he once knew had changed considerably. It's not like being with Arga. Until now Citra had never expected Arga to be like this on her.

Because it's the same excitement*they both continue until it's done. Arga has learned many lessons from his father that make him better than ever. Arga sure tonight must be broken.

A minute, ten minutes to fifteen minutes they both warm up. According to the lesson her father gave her Citra must be completely prepared so as not to be difficult. His father used to experience the same thing so Arga learned from his father's experience.

The free clothes both wore were no longer on their bodies, the second was no longer using anything. Arga is very ready with sausage that is right in front of Citra.

"I'm ready" Citra said as she adjusted her breathing.

In order not to be afraid Citra chose to get used to it first, from earlier her hand had felt how mighty it was. The image is still amazed how there could be such a thing.

The image endured such a deep pain in its core. Just as before Citra still felt her, this time her self tried to survive and her self was leading the match.

After a few minutes of enduring the pain and finding the right path, it finally made it in. Intan's body was very limp and immediately fell into Arga's arms. Arga felt something flowing from within, and it was certainly the purity of the image that he managed to penetrate.

Arga turned the position so that Citra was not so exhausted, now he had to lead the match. Little by little Arga began to move, Citra still felt her quite piercing pain but there was a sense of slowly covering up the pain. Pride because Citra can give her chastity to her own husband.

"It hurts" asked Arga.

"Se. little, do not go on," replied Citra

The battle went on until the two equally reached the World Heaven. The image is getting used to it and Arga has become proficient, in this activity many nerves and muscles of the back of Arga that work a lot, it can help the treatment of Arga legs. The battle lasted an hour, with some basic styles. The battle was so long because they both enjoyed her and Arga gained her might from the man who was treating her yesterday. Arga alone until not expecting.

"Thank you." Arga fell beside Citra's body and hugged Citra tightly.

"He went inside" Citra asked.

"Yes she will soon turn into an adorable baby" replied Arga.

"I can't wait, I'm really looking forward to that adorable baby."

"Yes Citra, wait for my seeds to develop properly huh. Thank you for keeping your chastity for me, I am so happy to take it from you. And don't forget we have to do it often" said Arga.

At home Ismi has finished preparing for her wedding with Yoga. The two of them make their own preparations because the wedding ceremony is only the closest people who come.

"You know Nature came to me this morning" said Yoga.

"Huh? what is it for," asked Ismi.

"To ask about our marriage. Arga told him. I'm the one who doesn't have a bad relationship with her, we're not close but also not too far away. It's normal, but yesterday she was so upset with me, she's like I'm not sincerely married to you."

"Ha!! you're serious" asked Ismi.

"Seriously dear, keep saying. I want to go back with Ismi, I tell her I will make Ismi happy. Ismi doesn't love you anymore, you already have that woman" Yoga said.

"Good," said Ismi.

"He knew I liked it for a long time. Yes maybe when you two got married I was already in love with you, but back then I couldn't what. Well, when I found out he was wasting you. I'm a gas straight," Yoga said.

"Oh so you liked me when I got married, I was married 17 years or 18 years. At that time you were 15 maybe yes, we were 2 years different. You are 15 years old already like me," said Ismi.

"Hahaha yes no dear papa. Now we have no partner, you are widowed I am widower, if it is in destiny together will definitely be together."

What Yoga says makes Ismi remember that Yoga has no children. That is also what makes Yoga and his wife divorced. Ismi so has a burden on it, he is afraid if he can not give Yoga child.

"Why, you" asked Yoga.

"I'm afraid I can't give you a child" Ismi replied.

"For what we're afraid of, if you're not pregnant yeah no papa, we've got Arga."

Ismi is still tight inside, her age can still have children. Ismi is quite sure he can give Yoga only one child, he also needs children so that his household is not deserted.

At night Arga and Citra were already who to go to Ismi's house. The two of them were leaving soon, just waiting for an invitation. Before leaving Citra was assigned Arga to meet Darka. You know there's something new he can get from Darka.

"You're going" Darka asked.

"Yes, we can meet again, don't worry. Is there something you want to say?"

"There you are, be careful with Arga. She's paralyzed but she has a big n*fsu, you don't get pregnant. I will free you from it. I'll take you and we'll get married" Darka said

"Oh yeahhmmm tomorrow is his mama's wedding and Yoga, you're far away from there, I'll ruin the event" Darka said.

"You can come" asked Citra.

"I came with my dad, but if so. If I can't, I'll destroy the show."