Rain Blanketed Clouds
First Night on Day Seven
One week of marriage based on an arranged marriage between Arika and Prawira, the two have not yet done their duties as a couple. The hatred for the marriage that Arika felt now disappeared somewhere.
One week she saw her husband's good attitude, not once did Prawira ask for his right by force. Of course as a wife there is a sense of guilt that Arika feels right now.
From the first day of the wedding, Prawira helped her massage both legs until the woman fell asleep comfortably.
White feet appear red due to wearing heels for too long. Initially Arika refused, until Prawira waited for the wife to fall asleep and began to massage her.
On the first morning of the wedding, the man made breakfast for her even Prawira was really able to take the heart of the in-laws. Where he joked with laughter with the man-in-law.
The sight of the morning was not separated from the gaze of Arika's eyeball. There is a warm feeling to see the closeness of the husband with the papah.
Until the second day, the newly married man took care of Arika who was sick. The exhaustion of marriage made him drop completely. Day and night Prawira did not complain at all and did not leave the wife for a minute. He treated Arika patiently.
Cleaning Arika's plain body with a body wipe cloth, there was no look of naps from the man. Day after day Arika passed until even one week. The sincerity of the husband is able to make his hard heart melt instantly.
“Have I been wrong to ignore my own husband? Our marriage has been a week. This marriage can't possibly be void, it's all happened. And I don't want no divorce.” Arika looked down playing her pretty nails.
The woman kept thinking by speaking inwardly. Unknowingly from the direction of the door looked Prawira who had just returned home. With formal clothes and a briefcase that he holds.
Ensuring the state of the wife improved, he was forced to leave the wife to work.
“Why not shower yet?” The question from the man who was none other than her husband made Arika gasp in shock.
She stood up and kissed the back of her husband's hand. For the first time, Arika did this. And Prawira gave a small smile at the wife's behavior.
“I'm sorry.” Lirih but clearly Prawira heard Arika's words.
“Don't be sad like that, your pretty face is ugly.” Arika smiled shyly. The first time she heard her husband talking to her.
“This bag. I'll save it and take a shower.” the order wants to leave Wira. However, Arika's steps stopped when her hand got a tight grip from the husband.
The more blushing the two cheeks Arika. Unable to answer, the woman only nodded slowly. Of course tired in the body of the Hero seemed to disappear instantly, his return from night work made the man eager to take pleasure with his wife.
Soon he carried his wife's body to the bathroom. Arika herself who had no experience in it was very nervous. Unable to resist he could only follow where the husband was carrying his body.
“I I have not taken a shower.” said he who saw Wira was very close to him until Arika's body leaned on the bathroom wall.
“We'll shower together.” Slowly but surely Wira landed her lips on the lips of the wife.
Like a teacher, Wira was so good at asking Arika to do much more. Scared, nervous, embarrassed all being one in Arika's body, even obviously Wira felt the wife was trembling.
“Arika..be prepared.” gently whisper in the ear of the wife then sweep it with the sense of taste.
Arika. One by one his body was absent until finally tears dripped withstanding the tremendous pain.
“Aaaaa..” Arika screams stuck in bathroom. While the silent hero is sculpting enjoying a massage that feels take him to the seventh sky.
***
On the seventh night, the marriage that began because of the forced has now become so warm. Arika loved her husband very much.
“Good morning,” gentle greeting and cheerful smile greet the morning Wira at that time. Not to forget in the hands of Arika was a glass of milk and bread that he had baked.
“Wir, wakeup. Clean your face and brush your teeth after that breakfast.” he said asking the husband to wake up.
“Kiss first.” says Wira sounds spoiled.
I am glad that Arika gave the husband a request. He makes the Hero feel turbulent when smelling the body of the wife.
It seems that Arika had taken a bath at that time, quickly the burly hand of the Hero was coiled in the stomach of the wife and hugged her more tightly.
