My Sister gave birth to my Husband's Child

Pov Puja 1's

I'm Puja. I'm a girl who comes from a poor family, I have an older sister named Ratna. He is the backbone of the family all this time, because my mother has often been sickly, while the father has long gone. I live in a remote village near a rubber plantation on the island of Java. In fact, the road there is still red land, not asphalt like other areas. In addition to the cost constraints, there is only one school in my area, even if it is only the level of elementary school that is the reason why I did not continue school after graduating from elementary school.

 I chose to join kang Iwan, a pretty famous music group in the village next door. God gave me an edge with a pretty melodious voice, so I could be a child singer at that time. Over time my talent was getting honed, and I was more comfortable singing with a musical group owned by kang Iwan although the results were not how much. 

At that time I was 15 years old, Ratna who became the backbone of the family decided to get married, I was worried and confused by the condition of the sickly mother. How do I sing while the mother is not there to take care because Ratna's sister was taken to her husband's hometown. But sister Ratna assured me that if Ilyas was her husband, would guarantee our lives, so I did not have to bother being a heretic to meet our needs, just take care of my mother at home. Of course I am happy and amazed at the Ilyas mas that is so royal to our family. 

A year after Ratna's departure, she breathed her last. Brother Ratna can not come because she is pregnant young, the content is weak, he said. So Ilyas came here to take care of everything. He paid for all the necessities for the studies and also the funeral procession. In that house we were just two, actually I felt awkward because only two with mas Ilyas, let alone my home away from the homes of other residents. 

"Well, Ilyas wanted to talk for a moment" said Mas Ilyas as I went to the room.

"What did you say?" my many.

"Sit here first" said mas Ilyas while patting the chair beside him. 

I followed and sat down beside him. 

"Ratna asked you to come, you want to?" ask Ilyas. 

"Butii.later Puja even ngerepotin mas Ilyas same brother Ratna." said I doubt.

"From you alone here no one is looking after, later if there your life is guaranteed, do not need to sing anymore" said mas Ilyas. 

"Singing worship is also not for money, Puja really wants to be a singer" I replied.

"Yes nothing, there Ilyas mas have acquaintances who have a single organ, later Ilyas mas knowin" he assured me.

"Yes, really, especially if the biduan is beautiful, as if you are sure to get right away" sombal mas Ilyas while looking at me meaningfully.

"Ah mas Ilyas can, still look forward to Brother Ratna" I replied timidly.

"Ratna is beautiful but can't say anything in bed" she replied.

"Well, Ilyas, how is that?" my many.

"Oh yes, he's usually just lying. But if the same biduan must be different taste, the sway makes addictive." said mas Ilyas while continuing to look at me with a hungry look.

"Iih, mas Ilyas what the hell, Puja does not understand that. I'm ah Puja going to sleep" I was about to stand towards the room. But with lightning fast Ilyas grabbed my arm. Ilyas hugged me from behind.

"Mas Ilyas taught you not to?" he said while exhaling his heavy breath scratched my neck. That night Ilyas kept on feeding me until we finally did the damned deed. I realize that I did a big mistake, I betrayed my own brother. But I dissolved in Ilyas' intoxicating charm, he touched me so gently. 

Since that night we did it over and over again, especially plus the condition of Ratna's sister who was pregnant with her weak womb condition made her unable to perform her obligations as a wife. Of course Ilyas mas as a normal man and his *** high libido required an impingement to channel his desires and he got them from me. 

Mas Ilyas kept his promise by getting me into the band in his area, not only did he keep giving me money and also the luxury items I wanted made me feel more comfortable with this forbidden relationship. 

Mas Ilyas is the type of guy with a high ***, just like me. So we feel good in bed matters. In fact, not infrequently mas Ilyas do it at home, but it is clear that Ratna is at home, but I even feel more challenged and more delicious. I don't know, what's wrong with me, why am I so bad to Ratna? what was clear was that my lust and youth overwhelmed me, closing my eyes. 

The longer Ilyas mas pamper me, inversely proportional to Ratna's brother who continues to be hurt. I felt unbearable when I saw his tired face, slowly a feeling of guilt appeared in my heart. Sometimes I give him money for Ikhsan's needs. 

One time Ilyas came to my room in a hurry, that night he did it without safety and I forgot to take a pregnancy-preventing pill, I finally got pregnant. Mas Ilyas told me to abort my womb, but I firmly rejected it outright. After all this was the fruit of our love, I felt selfish for wanting to have the Ilyas mas completely, and I felt like Ilyas was beginning to love. Finally I decided to get out of Ratna's house with the seeds of Ilyas mas which began to grow in my heart so that Ratna would not suspect me.