Mystery of a Mate (Widow But Virgin )

season 2 Extra chap

No...no...

The sound of clockwork was clearly heard in the living room. His voice is the same as the sound of the heart beating of a husband and wife who are in awkward fashion, because confused must start a conversation.

Yasir, Dodi and Jelita are home. Of course Yasir invited Dodi and Jelita to stay at his house. Which turns out, close to Mama Maryam's house. Their house was separated by only four houses. Where the first Yasir house can, if entered from the intersection.

While Mama Maryam and her husband Firman have also entered his room. Firman persuades his wife to leave Mely and Rival in the living room.

The couple sat opposite each other, with a palpitating feeling. I don't know what they both think. Why are the two suddenly silent?

Eeehmm...

Rival also initiated to start a conversation. He moved from his seat. Seeing her husband, she's gonna tamper with him. Mely was not calm. I don't know why he's so groggy. It feels like PDKT. Mely took a deep breath. Trying to calm the pounding of his faster-beating heart. Looks like he's going to have a heart attack.

"Mas" said Mely, as Rival sat before her, grabbing Mely's hand that supported her body as she sat on the soft carpet on the floor.

Mely was surprised, as Rival's hands felt extremely cold. When he took his hand. Mely felt so sorry to see her husband.

Mely returned Rival's waving eyes. While Rival's hand has summarized both of Mely's hands. "Saaakit? mely said in a weak voice, as she felt Rival's cold hand.

Rival is silent, he does not want to be whiny by admitting that he is not healthy.

"Mas is not sick, Mas is healthy and very healthy. Especially at this time, Adek will not forgive Mas?!." Say Rival with teary eyes. Still summarizing both of Mely's hands.

Mely smiled, "Emang, Adek there is an apology from Mas? not yet." He said a little, but smiled.

"Well, please--I'm sorry, dear?!" rival said, repeating his apology solemnly. A look of expectant eyes, made Mely nod her head. Surely the tears that he had been holding back, the end of his shed also wet his cheeks.

Rival's heart was very pompous and happy, seeing Mely nod her head as He apologized. She was sure Mely was embarrassed. His wife answered him with a body signal.

Rival stuck out his fingers, soaking up the tears of Mely who had soaked the white cheeks. The two sat full of desire. The two looked at each other for a long time, and Rival finally grabbed his wife's body into his arms.

For this time Mely's cry broke out in Rival's embrace. She felt guilty, had rashly made up her mind by leaving her husband sick. Mely thought, Rival disease is not serious.

But, in fact, in front of her at this time, her husband revealed a bad condition. Skinny body and Rival looks unkempt.

"Dear, don't cry. I'm sorry, if Mas as a husband can't make you happy. I promise you, I'll turn into a more responsible husband." Rival said by gently stroking Mely's back in his arms. Mely's body was still shaking in the arms of the man she loved so much.

Mely breathed out that pent-up longing for her husband, tightened her arms and inhaled the scent of Rival's body whose fragrance was peculiarly deep. Rival was no less warm to return Mely's embrace.

Rival parsed his embrace as he felt that Mely had calmed down. He again melap Mely tears on his white cheeks, while watching the sticky face of Mely who now looks more beautiful. Obviously more beautiful, Mely now turned into a more mature and diligent female figure. The tomboy is gone from him.

Mely was extremely embarrassed, as both of Rival's eyes did not blink looking at her. "They're getting pretty." Rival said softly with a smile. She still stroked Mely's cheeks which were now met red with embarrassment.

Seeing Mely display that embarrassed expression, made Rival gemes. Especially now that both of Mely's Cherry-colored lips were so tempting. I want Rival to taste it again.

Sure enough, Rival brought his face closer. He wanted to snatch at Mely's lips that he had not felt for a year. Their hot struggle earlier when Mely was half conscious, flashed through Rival's mind. So that makes the soft organs at the bottom now have hardened and stiffened.

I don't know who started first, now the two have been mutually berangutan with greed. Channeling the longing that is arousing, until it does not know the place.

On the sidelines of the hot kiss, Rival's right hand grabbed Mely's hand which was holding her nape. Moving Mely's hand to the bottom that has hardened right between the sidelines*Rival.

Sontak Mely was surprised to stop the actions of the lips of the two. Because his hand held a hardened muscle and brandished behind the rocking pants Rival wore.

"Mas," Mely's voice that restrained passion, made Rival smile.

"We're going to the room?" bargain Rival, gently stroking Mely's hair. Rival's question was answered only by a nod by Mely.

Quickly, now Mely was already in the sling of Rival. He walked quickly to their room. He could no longer wait to have a heated struggle with his wife.

Rival feels his body is healthy, after meeting with Mely. The spirit added many times over.

Chequek..

Hua.huaa..

The cries of their children sounded strong, as Mely pressed the door handle of their room door.

Now the two meet each other in the condition Mely is still in the arms of Rival. It looks like the event kangen-kangen both will be interrupted, because his son cried loudly in his Baby Sitter room, Febri.

"Mas dalurin, the twins cry." Said Mely timidly staring at Rival.

With Rival also lowered his wife. And they both walked towards Febri's room.

Chequek.

The door of the room opened, Rival saw his two children crying while rolling on his bed Febri. Not to be appeased by Febri.

"Sa-the R twins!" mely's voice called out to her two children. Make the two children, immediately get up and sit looking for the origin of the sound of his mother. Meanwhile, Febri now stopped his actions persuading the twins. And looked closely at his master who was now on the edge of the bed.

The twins crawled over to their mother. Even though the twins are good at walking. But, in the crucial moments. They still crawl often.

Both are now in Mely's arms. The two twins were staring fixedly at Rival, who rubbed his son's head in turn. And simultaneously his two children again cried loudly, when Rival rubbed the heads of his two twins.

"Ma-Ma-!" say the two twins and connect with a language that only understood by them.

Rival was sad, from the facial expressions and body language of his two children. It seemed like those children, did not like the existence of Rival in that room.

"Let's go, come with me." Rival tries to grab his daughter Raina, from Mely's sling. But, the boy refused and instead started crying louder. Likewise with Raynan, He also tightened his cries when Rival wanted to reach him from Mely's sling.

While Rival felt down, his two children did not like him. He tried to smile and be happy. Even though both of his eyes were already foggy. She cannot cry in front of her children.

"They don't like me. That's natural, 'cause I'm not a good father." Said Rival and did not dare to invite his son to interact again in the arms of his wife Mely. She did not want her son to cry again.

"Not so, they might be afraid to see Brother's bewok." Mely said softly, walking out of Febri's room, holding her two children, towards their room.

Rival tailed behind, his two children who put their heads on his mother's shoulders, still staring fixed Rival who followed them.

"It's only natural that they don't like me, since I was in the womb for five months, I've never interacted with them, plus even from birth, we've been separated." Rival's speech made Mely's heart piqued. Bitter memories are revealed again.

Mely was silent, right now she was in the bathroom. Help her child to urinate. Yes, it's a habit of Mely teaching her children to pee, when they wake up in the morning.

Rival did not stay silent, He persuaded his son who was a boy to be carried. However, his son still did not want to get close to him.

TB

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