Old Man's Bed

#8: Caring for

Kenzia returned Ardhan's embrace and patted him gently on the back, while Ardhan tightened his arms. As if I didn't want to part.

Hem

His hand was stretched out, stroking Ardhan's head.

"Rel .."

"Dw..." Ardhan parsed his embrace and looked at the two beads of Kenzia's face. "Even if it's just a dream, I don't want to wake up. Let me have you even for just a moment Zi.."

Kenzia smiled, she stroked Ardhan's cheek. "Yes, this is a dream. So enjoy this dream Dad."

Ardhan hugged Kenzia. He enjoys the sweet scent of the body of the woman he loves.

Is this true? Kenzia wondered.

He and Ardhan are just nieces or nephews. Ardhan's status that he could not penetrate, that status that made him doubt.

"What about Berlin? If she had known, her husband hugged another woman?"

"It's just a moment." Kenzia.

Ardhan let go of his embrace. He covers both Kenzia's cheeks. His ears are sharp, he listens to the sound.

"What is the moment Zi? This isn't a moment?" He believes that this dream was not for a moment for him. This dream will be real.

"I .. I'm scared, Zi. I liked you a lot, but... The journey isn't that easy."

Both of Ardhan's eyes glazed over. Without further ado, he pursed Kenzia's lips. Kiss it deeper.

Kenzia's tears came straight out, her body like an electric sting. Heating and petrifying.

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His heart continued to pound strongly. He closed his eyes, he felt Ardhan's sweet and soft lips.

Ardhan pulls the nape of Kenzia, it******* those lips greedily.

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Kenzia pushes Ardhan's body. He wiped away his tears by turning his face away.

"Lake in!" Shouted Kenzia.

Ardhan is a dazed man. He hugged Kenzia.

"Dad, Daddy's body is hot. Check first" said Kenzia.

"I don't want Zi.."

Kenzia breaks her arms and lays Ardhan down.

"Zi's.."

Ardhan did not want to part, he held Kenzia's arm.

"It looks like your husband loves you very much" said the man dressed as the doctor. He felt the laughter of the young people of today made him with the envy of his past. He who works as a doctor never practices.

"Hemm, yes."

"I'll check first."

The doctor checked Ardhan's heartbeat. Then take something in his briefcase.

"Zoe..." Ardhan got up, from childhood he was indeed afraid of syringes. He even ran away several times if he wanted to be checked when he was sick.

Zia approached, she hugged Ardhan tightly. His head was slung to his stomach. "It won't hurt, just for a minute."

Ardhan closed his eyes, not since when? The doctor had finished injecting the white liquid.

"Thank you Doc."

Kenzia stroked Ardhan's head. He sat in front of Ardhan. "Now Daddy's taking a break."

"No! If I close my eyes. You're going to go."

Kenzia smiled, she kissed Ardhan's forehead. "No, I'll accompany Daddy here."

"Sleep next to me, Zi. I need you." Manja Ardhan's. He wanted to let go of his yearning that had been all these years.

According to Kenzia, Ardhan tightly embraced Kenzia's body. Drown his head in Kenzia's chest.

Gently, Kenzia patted Ardhan on the back. I heard regular breathing from him.

"I hope, the next morning you have healed Dadd, doing activities as usual," said Kenzia.

Kenzia took off Ardhan's hand wrapped around his waist. He came down carefully so as not to disturb the Daddy's deep sleep.

He came out into the kitchen, his throat was dry and he needed cold water.

"Jack, haven't slept." Sapa Kenzia's. He saw the mature man approaching towards him.

"Do you need anything?" Ask Kenzia back.

"I just need some water to drink, Miss."

"Oh, please," said Kenzia, she was afraid Jack was uncomfortable with her existence. So he chose to leave.

"Miss, can we talk."

Kenzia nodded and smiled.

Jack and Kenzia sit in the living room. The two sat facing. Kenzia wondered what Jack wanted to say.

As for Jack, he took a deep breath and would tell him everything.