Remember Me, My Husband!
You, Me and Us
Arlan just took off a hug after the wife's crying stopped. His hands cupped his face and kissed his forehead. Very mellow. Until Maysha feels like she's flown to nirvana.
These are the times he missed so much over the past 3 years. Spending time with her husband. Just two.
“Mas, I go to the bathroom first, yes?”
“Ngapain again to the bathroom anyway, Maysha Hadikusuma bint Doctor Allan Hadikusuma?” asked Arlan anxiously while mentioning the wife's full name.
They should have now entered the most core event. However, having to be obstructed by that annoying bathroom. If only he could, he would send an object called the bathroom to the Continent of Antarctica.
Maysha chuckled as she opened her face. He folded the white cloth and put it on the table.
“Just for a minute, Mas. I'm asking for 5 minutes.”
“If more than 5 minutes you get a fine!”
The tall man got up and folded the prayer mat, took off the peci and dropped his body on the edge of the bed. Then look around. While waiting for Maysha, he lit some aromatherapy candles as a complement to the ritual tonight.
The smell of roses is Maysha's favorite. Arlan still remembered his habit of always using this scent as a room fragrance.
As soon as all the lights he extinguished, the atmosphere of the room looked dim. Followed by the sound of the bathroom door opening. Arlan stared at the black shadow that fell right on the wall, but had yet to see the figure behind his back.
“Your business with the bathroom is done?” tanyakanya.
“Already, Mas,” Maysha replied. His voice sounded soft in the ears.
“You have nothing to do with any creature on this Earth, right?”
A small laugh was heard from behind. Then, the scent of vanilla perfume that Maysha sprayed into the grooves of the neck slurped mixed with aromatherapy. Arlan was closed to inhale the aroma that spoils his sense of smell.
After putting the last candle in the corner of the room, he stood up from his crouching position, then turned his body to stare at the beautiful creature in the one standing there. Spontaneous eyelids the man was fully rounded and could no longer even blink. His heart was pumped fast and his body stiffened.
How not, Maysha stood right before him in a thin, bright dress, showing off her perfect curves. Her pure white skin seemed to glow amidst the dim lighting. It is getting more perfect with its shiny black hair. A new angel descends from the sky.
“Why, Mas? You don't like it?” Maysha looked at the husband who was still frozen in place.
“Yes, don't like,” he replied without blinking. “Don't like long-time.”
The woman's red lips curled her smile, making her husband's heart pounding even more unfounded. Without waiting, Arlan eroded the distance between them. Wrap her hands around the woman's slender waist.
“Thank you, Bee. You are beautiful tonight.”
Maysha raised her head and looked at the husband's black bead. His smooth hands were coiled around his neck. Makes Arlan unable to bear to immerse the kiss on the forehead. Not enough taste, he added on the eyelids, right and left alternately, and ended up on his sweet lips.
Increasingly unable to bear it, Arlan grabbed the body and took it to bed. His long legs kicked the blanket until the thick object was pathetically slanted on the floor.
Maysha looked down timidly as Arlan praised the flirting dandyism of her body. Especially when the man started to play his fingers on his body. Inevitably, every touch that Arlan left behind created a sense of warmth in his body. It is a great love between the two.
“You don't want to give me anything, Bee? I waited three more years for tonight, loh!” whisper the man into the ear.
Maysha really felt like her heart was floating in the air. The whispers of love and the many compliments that Arlan gave tonight boosted his confidence.
Arlan even remembers how red Maysha's face was when she asked him to open the hijab for the first time. In the hotel room, on the first night of the wedding.
“It's ready, right?” Arlan whispered once more.
Maysha nodded without a word. Make Arlan break their bodies. However, just about to start, Maysha had already pushed her chest.
“Mas, wear blankets, yes. You've learned the bad news, right?”
“Oh yes.” Arlan got up and grabbed the blanket he had kicked to the floor, then wrapped their bodies.
Under a thick blanket, Arlan united their bodies with a line of prayer and hope. It flows all the love and affection he has for his wife through every touch. Not too much, but very fun. Affirming that the relationship is not only for the enjoyment and gratification of mere incitement, but also for the value of worship. Turning orgasm into reward.
Both lulled, lulled, swept away in the beautiful night of waiting. Arlan ended everything with a kiss on the forehead. Whispering a prayer after releasing the seed of new life. Hope will soon grow the fruit of his love in the womb of the wife.
A few minutes passed, both of them still silent and hugged each other for the sake of unwinding. Moreover, Maysha who felt her strength was completely absorbed by her husband.
“Capek?” asked Arlan, wiping the sweat that soaked his forehead.
“Heem.” Maysha buried her face in her husband's chest. His eyes were closed sipping the scent of male-typical perfume emanating from the stocky body.
"You sleep? Do you want to add more?"
"Cape, Mum!"
Maysha was still enjoying Arlan's warm embrace as the loud ringing sound of the phone filled the room.
“Astaghfirullah, who the hell is the phone at this hour do not know yourself?” gerutu Arlan cursed the figure who contacted the wife.
“Sorry, Mom. I forgot matiin hape.”
“Nothing, Honey. It's not you who's wrong, but this guy!” Stifling his annoyance, Arlan reached out to grab the flat object. Just be careful if the one who contacts the wife is not an important person. He will go all out. However, the guts must be shrunk when you see the name of the caller listed on the screen.
“Who, Mas?” maysha asked as she watched her husband fall silent.
“Doctor Allan Hadikusuma is calling,” murmured Arlan with thin wrinkles on both eyebrows.
“Hah, dad?" Maysha panicked instantly. "Don't answer first, Mas!” Maysha hugged the blanket on her chest. It was impossible to answer a video call from the father when both were wrapped in blankets.
"Javab, ah! Who knows if you'd like to see the live stream!"
"Mass!" maysha screeched as she buried the pinch in her husband's arm.
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Happy Sunday night from Arlan and Maysha & Co. & Co. & Co.
