My Ex-President My Husband 3

Season 2: My Protective Wing.

Alika Pov's.

The rain was pouring down on our way home. It's been seven o'clock but we're still in Bogor. The road is so jammed, plus there is a traffic accident that makes the streets on Monday night increasingly feel crowded.

I know my husband is tired. You have to drive the car at a slow speed, because it follows the speed of the car in front of us.

But his face looked so happy, he still hummed while eating his favorite atomic nuts. Every now and then pull my face in his face and we'll kiss. Just like that continuously.

Of course we did that by the time my two children were already fast asleep. Ammar slept on his brother's lap, faced his stomach and hugged him.

"Just sleep first, Mah. Let's get home later, you can be fresh again" he told me. He laughed softly.

I frowned to digest his words. What did he say? Fresh again? Not if we get home, we will all immediately rest?

"How do you mean?" ask me while tilting the sitting position and looking at it more clearly.

It was seen that he took an atom nut and put it in his mouth, then shuffled quickly at me. Put that atom nut from his mouth into my mouth.

My eyes were wide open, wanting to curse but held back because the atom nut I had not chewed. Bilmar laughs.

"Papa Kangen Mama ... Tonight Papa wants to." she replied, stroking my hair and peeling my forehead.

Kan, what did I say? My husband was never far away from that. It's possible that during this week, he's been very tormented.

"Would you, Mah?" he asked, again watching the road. Bilmar So pleaded. I want to kiss that lip, but if I do. He would definitely lose control, could just pull the car over in the jam and get my body out right now.

I'm nodding. "Yes, Pah."

"Mama wants to, right?"

If asked like that, it can't be, anyway. I said I want it tomorrow night? Tonight my body is tired. But seeing the begging husband happy like that, I did not until the heart to refuse. Let it be, later I'll nego to ask for one round with him.

Haha. I laughed in my heart, that's how my husband is, not full just one game.

"Yes, Pah. Mama wants ..."

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I don't know what time it is at. My guess must be early in the morning. And I'm still drooping under Bilmar's cage.

I've negotiated with him, to ask just once. In fact, after he landed, my country that he had agreed. Just crashing, he was like a person with amnesia. Can't remember.

Looks like tonight is the night of her vengeance because for the past week I've always turned her down. A sin I rarely committed while living with.

Last I refused his will when he asked for his right while I was still afraid after the birth of Ammar. But because of the coercion from him, making me want to not have to do it even though at that time it was very painful.

But this week is different. I dare to reject it outright. My heart is also sad. Because I knew that an angel would curse a wife until dawn, if she refused to serve her husband at night, and I knew because of my disappointment that it would make me sin for days.

"Euh ..." several times a sigh was heard sticking out of his lips. Along with the sweat that soaks his face, neck and chest surface. He didn't stop smiling while whispering right in my ear.

"I love you so much."

"I love you too." I replied.

"Papa misses your smile, if we are like this, Mah." Bilmar told me in a still backward motion over my body.

I know he's angry, but he seems to be teaching, because I'm disappointed. After that night, I always refused her wish to make love until a week passed.

Ah, I was a sinner.

"Ehem ..." I just nodded in response to him. Back to my eyes, to enjoy the touch and jolt of her. And no hypocrite, I do miss this activity with him.

My body feels so sticky. We have been putting the skin together for a long time. Aching and pias felt around the legs to the thighs. I've resigned if this body must be turned back and forth with various styles. I'm sincere again, I know Bilmar is completing the desire that I had frozen yesterday.

I sometimes feel less confident, with stamina that is fairly mediocre I must still strengthen myself to serve him in bed until Bilmar himself who ends it.

He dropped his head back down, I thought I wanted to touch my core again. But apparently not, she smelled the scars of the caesarean section after I gave birth to Bilka and Abrar, our twin babies who had been called by the Almighty.

He got up and stood with me again. "This is the last time, yes, we have rest."

Bilmar quickly pressed the pressure on the center of my body. At once he smothered my mouth with the words from his mouth when he knew I was about to climax.

He did not want my sigh to roar loudly in the air. And finally back I felt a shot of warm liquid crashing into the center of my body.

This is round four. Bilmar has given up. His satisfaction is fulfilled.

"May be a child again" he smiled and kissed me on the forehead.

And as usual after we both get the release. Bilmar will lie down on me first. Putting his head down the recess of my neck. I will lock his body, wipe the sweat that is spreading around the surface of his back skin.

"Thank you, Mah. I let Papa come home again" he said in a haru and happy tone.

But unlike me, I felt sad. What kind of wife I am, making my husband happy just in this way was difficult for me to do a week ago.

I want to bow down and kiss her feet. "I'm sorry Mama, Dad. My mom was wrong yesterday."

Samar I heard him laugh briefly and rubbed my chin afterwards. "Yes, my mother was a sinner. The angel cursed Mama for a week." - She said.

"But is Papa getting rid of it now?" my many.

"Hey, baby, that's it." He raised his face a little to kiss my cheek.

Ah, calm my heart, relieved my soul. Actually it's not just a problem because I'm disappointed to be lied to by him, because I know I was wrong.

But there are other problems that follow to make my mood become complicated. The campus issues, the students, my friends and the arrogant and possessive attitude of the man I've been married to for eight years.

Bilmar took off our union and rolled next to me. The smell of his breath was still hunting. Many times he managed to fly to the peak of happiness. And I felt calm because I no longer rejected him.

I pulled out a blanket to cover our bodies. And sleep on his back. Bilmar hugged me from behind again, a warm kiss he kept lying on the plain surface of my shoulder.

"Let's sleep, Mah. Tomorrow we have to work again." I nodded with a smile and closed both eyes. We clasped each other's fingers tightly. And I stepped into the dreamland with my protective wing, Bilmar.

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Make this part, why do my feet feel so tight is it, eh----kok feet anyway? Dong's heart!😂🤪

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