My Past Stories

10. Bleeding again

I blinked as the sunlight began to enter my room through the gap behind the window. It was a little difficult when I was about to move because the burly hands of the man who had been my husband for two days were still tightly hugging my tiny body. I tried to move him slowly, afraid he would get distracted and wake up. I made it, and I sat down. I stood up perfectly, but as I was about to step I felt pain in my sensitive part.

"It hurts so much !" Complaints themselves. I sat back down and gently woke Dillah up.

"What dear ?" Ask her in a hoarse voice. "Sister please, sick !"

Dillah immediately got up and looked at me, a little surprised when I said sick. Maybe !

"What's sick dear ?" Ask her again. I don't know since when I called me baby became his hobby.

"I want to go to the bathroom, brother, but if the road still hurts !" My complaint with spoiled.

"Are you sick ?" He ejekk me without the slightest guilt. "Yur !!!" reply whining.

Dillah took my body and brought it to the bathroom, just like last night after a night of bed wrestling. He was waiting for you outside the door, after which he carried me back to the bed.

"So I went out and bought breakfast. Desi what do you want to bring ?"

"What a hell, brother. Same milk box yes two. hehehe"

"Little child." He rubbed his cheek. "Do you know why children are married ?"

"Sister wants. Yaudah wait a minute !" I nodded and Dillah immediately came out to buy breakfast.

About half an hour into the wait, Dillah came back with two packs of chicken porridge, boxed milk, five packs of instant coffee and one can of sweetened condensed milk, a few packs of instant noodles along with eggs as well as a few packs of bread and snacks. He deliberately brought all that because he felt if I still felt sick and definitely could not walk to enjoy the beautiful beach today because of his actions.

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A day in the villa and just pacing the room, front room and balcony alone makes me feel very saturated. I whined to Dillah asking her to take me out for a while to see the sunset.

Dillah agreed but only near the villa, because he would not if until I had trouble walking. It didn't feel as bad as it did this morning.

Dillah invited me to sit on the beach so close to the sea water, making me wet even if only a little.

"Sister. Want it !"

"Ask what ?"

"So why would you marry Desi ? Though Desi is ugly, short, stumped, the child of the kisser again." It was my words that made Dillah laugh to hear it. "Seriously sister !" indict me.

"Ga tau, sister is also confused why sister wants to marry Desi. What's clear is that you just don't want to lose Desi, and you want Desi to be his wife. Is that it ?"

"There's another explanation, which makes more sense ?" It felt so unsatisfied to hear it. "Yes because brother dear, sister love same Desi. That's the answer time. Or something else or something !"

Dillah smiled while scratching her head. "Ga knows. Yes, because my sister is too affectionate and too in love with Desi."

Nope. That's not the answer I want. I don't know what I want to hear from my husband's mouth, but I still don't feel satisfied with the answer.

We kept chatting here and there until the night the heart arrived.

Kriyuuukkk

I held my queen's belly and displayed my teeth on Dillah. Dillah laughed as she pinched both of my cheeks.

"Sakiiit sir !" Whine while trying to let go of Dillah's hand. I stroked elus both sides of my cheeks that were hot as a result, he kissed me on the cheek. "Let's just say it hurts." Her speech.

"What do you want to eat ?" His question took me to some of the huts of the merchants who were behind the villa. "Bakso a yuck brother."

Dillah took me to a hut selling meatballs, Dillah ordered two servings of meatballs and 2 bottles of Fanta.

"Kok fanta the drink ?" My wonder is to ask him. He brought his face to my ears. "She can get pregnant !"

Oh gosh. I really don't know what will happen after this. We had a husband and wife relationship without any safety.

"Seriously can ?" I asked while whispering.

I don't know where to hear about the sinful drink can delay pregnancy, but I who really do not know anything can only say yes. Stupid ? Maybe we are both very stupid when faced with a doctor now.

(this is the part I most want to do a story about. But this is also part of all my stories, so let me tell you what I am. Hahaha 🤣🤣🤣

Please yes this abis do not bully me because I used to really do not know anything in my age is still a teenager. wkwkwkwkwkwkwkwk)

After finishing eating meatballs, the two of us returned to the villa because I had felt a chill down from my feet to my stomach all wet because you were sitting in front of the sea water.

Inside villa.

"Nih use it !" Dillah gave me a black creche bag. I opened it and was surprised because he gave me a beetali knee-length negligee one in red patterned beach scenery.

"Did !" My son threw the negligee into the bed. "Pake baby, let it be sexy !" Dillah gave it to me again.

"Shirt less material. Ishi.."

"And the clothes are just in front of my sister, baby. Let brother get excited like that !"

What !! I'm not wrong, am I ? I thought I was laughing at what happened last night. It still feels sick, now it wants to be invited again ? It must be bleeding again for sure. I think inwardly.

"There's a spit !" Dillah pushed my body into the bathroom. After that I came out by closing my chest crossed my hands in front of my chest.

"It's so hot !" He glanced at me from top to bottom and vice versa from bottom to top.

Dillah got up from the bed and came up to me, she lowered both my hands and then saw my cleavage which was very exposed. He touched it and played his fingers there.

"Joshuahhh..."

Dillah smiled to see me start enjoying his finger play, he pushed my body up against the wall and started touching my whole body. Now we both do not use a single thread.

Dillah pulled one of my legs up and he started to stab his sword at me. I who still felt the slightest bit of pain grimaced and again pushed his chest away. He looked down and there was a little blood on the tip of his sword that had not entered perfectly into my body.

"Blood again, Dec !" Her speech. "Sister ihh.." My whine even hugged her body tightly.

"We moved yuck to the bed." Not intended to quit, but Dillah instead looking for a more comfortable place. And back, on the bed we did our wrestling until it was over.

No. gabe. It's not finished even Dillah did it over and over again. Maybe 3 or 4 times this night until 3 am he just finished his activities torturing me and making me very tired serving him because he also felt exhausted.