My wife's lover

chapter 43

Towards the evening after we all finished eating dinner, we gathered in the living room while watching TV.

"Andre equals Alya don't call aunt again huh. Call mom or mommy!" tell mom.

"I'd like to call you if you already have one!" chirps Alya.

"If I were just as good!" sahut Andre's.

"Oh yes, before we came here, there was a mother who came with her baby sister. I want to take mom but it is forbidden to be the same Andre mas," explained Alya as she glanced at her brother.

Santi looked straight at me. The look of her face turned grim from the one who was smiling happily hearing my two children calling her Mother.

"We're taking a break, tonight! Grandma is so sleepy!" take mom.

"Yes we've slept yuk!" sahutku.

"Where is Alya going to sleep?" ask mother.

"I want to sleep in the room that was pointed at the mother!" answer Andre.

"I want to sleep with my grandmother!" sahut Alya's.

"But grandma sleeps with aunt and adek Lani, son. The bed will not fit!" my clear.

"It's okay. The bed is pretty big, kok!" said mother.

"It's up to you!" sahutku.

We all went to our own rooms. My wife went up to her room first. I want to go to the kitchen first to make her a glass of warm milk.

When I finished, I took the warm milk to my room. I saw my wife lying in bed fiddling with her phone.

"Assalammu'alaikum!" my spoken.

He then turned, "Wa'alaikumsalam!" he then sat down at the end of the bed.

I then sat down by the side of the bed next to him, "You drink milk first, yes!" I said as I thrust a glass of milk in front of him.

"Thank you,mas!" he said then drank up to half a glass of milk.

"Not spent?" my many.

He then shook his head, "That's enough, ma'am!" reject it.

I took another glass of milk from his hand and drank it to the toilet. I put the glass on the table by the sofa.

I approached him again.

"Yuk!" take me.

She seemed hesitant but finally wanted to take me to the bathroom. After ablution, we then pray together. Don't forget I pray that my marriage this time will end happily until death separates. And hopefully we will soon be trusted to have a baby.

My wife kissed the back of my hands and I responded by kissing her forehead gently while praying.

After that, I immediately carried her and laid her on the bed.

Don't forget that I read my prayers before doing my duty as a husband.

Just as I was about to bring the two of us closer together, my wife suddenly turned her face the other way. I scrunched my forehead.

"Why?" I was surprised to see his attitude.

"Hhmm, I. . ." she hung up her words.

"You're not ready yet? Or?" I'm really confused.

Didn't I tell you last night and she responded with a shy smile. Why is his attitude different now.

"I don't want to do it with me, but my mind is not with me" he said.

"meaning?" I'm not getting it.

"Mas must understand what I mean" he replied.

Hhh, I took a heavy breath and changed my sitting position. "Why do you think that?" I'm obviously offended by him. I'm not that kind of man. Of course what I have in my heart and mind when I want to do it is my own wife! There's no way I can remember another woman who was haram to me.

He just kept quiet. Maybe I still think I'm what he thinks I am.

There is disappointment in my heart. My desire suddenly disappeared somewhere. I stood up to leave him, but suddenly he spoke.

I was shocked to hear his words. I then looked towards him.

"Why think like that? I don't think it's important so don't say it to you. He held Alya back, so we were late. She has nothing to do with him anymore than she is the mother of Andre and Alya!" my firmness.

I really can't figure out why he could have such thoughts. Right now what's in my heart is of course him.

"Hmm,ta-but. . .?"

"Here you go, you won't force you!" I firmly went to the sofa in the room, threw my body rough.

I closed my eyes while massaging my forehead because I felt my head so dizzy. I feel disappointed. Really disappointed. My wife doesn't trust me at all.

"Aaaggrr!" I pulled my hair rough.

Suddenly I felt my hand touch. My reflex opened my eyes. Santi. Why is he approaching me? Didn't he just reject me? Doesn't he trust me?

I just kept quiet without moving.

"Mas. . ."

Hhh, I just took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry. I'm-I'm jealous,mas!"

I scrunched my forehead. Of jealousy? On what basis?

"Mas, don't sleep here!" the door with a pleading face.

"Go back to your bed. Just be here! Don't you believe in the same!"

"I'm sorry, mas. I believe the same!"

"Hhhh, thanks! Just stay here!" reject me.

He then pulled my hand, "Mas, this is our first night" she said softly with a flushed face.

"You didn't refuse!"

"I'm sorry, mas!"

"Crowsy!" say lie. I pretended to close my eyes.

"I-I'm not sleepy."

"It's night! Sleep there!" my word.

"Mas, don't make me sin tonight! Please forgive me, my mom!" said pleading.

I opened my eyes, "Hhh, I'm so sorry!"

"Hmm,mas. I-I want. . ." she said softly with a shy face. I could see his white face that was already like a boiled crab.

"The mas is gone!"

"Y-so?" she asked with a voice that was shaking like she was about to cry.

"You should be able to bring your passion back!" resolute again.

"W-how?" tanyanya's confused.

I put my shoulder out. I am really glad to see my wife's behavior. He's so confused. I knew he would understand it was just that he felt ashamed if he had to act to restore my desire.

He then approached, getting closer until the breath of the two of us collided. He kissed me briefly. I kept being cold without even retaliating.

"Mas. . ."

Aahh, I should be able to restrain myself. Now I want him to start. She kissed me a little longer than the first one. My heart started racing. I could also hear her heartbeat in my chest which sounded irregular. He came back to kiss me, long ago. Maybe soon my defense will completely collapse. But I still want him to play a big part in our bridal night. That's the punishment for rejecting me. I smiled in my heart.

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