Sekar (The Owner of Hearts)

Sharing Time With Reality

Balinese, balinese,

Vast

Currently she was leaning against the chest of her husband's field with their breaths still hunting after their hot romance somehow. Yeah, what else are they doing besides making love right now. Even his fingers could no longer count enough to count the number of times they did so.

Her husband never seemed satisfied to touch her. Even once she actually knew that Harsa was tired, but the man still touched her, until after they did her husband finally fell asleep with a soft snoring.

"Well, how am I pregnant?" his plain tan immediately made Harsa chuckle.

Honestly, she is actually also very happy if trusted directly by God to be a mother. However, there are still many responsibilities that he has not yet completed. That made him worried, considering they both always do it without safety or other ways to prevent pregnancy.

"Yes good dong ! It means really superior seeds that I plant every day." Harsa's answer suddenly made him tick, then pinch Harsa's stomach.

He grunted quietly,

"But I still have to do the same thesis. If I'm pregnant, I'm not sure I can focus. I don't have a scholarship right now either."

"Hey..! Where is the story, Harsa Dewananda's wife, the guest lecturer, can get a scholarship? You forgot why your college dropped that scholarship?" timpal Harsa scrunched his face to look at him.

It is true that, after he was legally the wife of Harsa Dewananda, all scholarship facilities that he had obtained at the campus were immediately dismissed. The reason is not because he is already weak academically, but he is considered as a group that is very capable even can be a contributor of funds on the campus. What a reality that was inversely proportional when he set foot on the campus for the first time.

He immediately put on a pouting face,

"Yes.iya.but I'm still KKN same mas thesis." he lamented.

Harsa cupped her cheeks to look at each other.

"The thesis must be ! But if KKN, I don't give permission. On campus, you are not required to join KKN. So, don't you do it."

"Mas, but.." he knew Harsa wouldn't allow it for KKN but while still being able to seduce in various ways, what's wrong trying right?

"No but, anyway say no to KKN..! You don't pity me if you stay KKN? You don't pity this?" sahut Harsa was quick and unequivocal.

Her hand had been locked by her husband to the property of her husband who had begun to wake up again with the touch of his hand. Oh my God, is there a magnet in his hand?

She immediately chose to turn her back to her husband rather than her body increasingly split with her husband's actions.

"No ! Tell 'he' to sleep by himself ! I'm tired of being told to sleepurin mulu." salamnya while laughing softly.

It could be that the man 'on fire' again, when they again discuss the thesis and KKN which does not contain any element of burning passion in it.

But Harsa is still Harsa, always unwilling to accept rejection. With all the touches and other modes, she finally gave herself back to her husband.

"You are getting intoxicating dear." whispered Harsa in her ear as she began to squirm and groan let out sounds that were not worth hearing by others, but it was burning her husband's tempest.

After rebuilding their beds, the master finally collapsed with a smooth snoring.

"Ehhmm, that's still a lot of behavior." her lips amusedly stared at the handsome face of her husband who was asleep.

drrt.drr..

"Yes, hello ma.." he said to his mother-in-law who called Harsa's number.

"Hello, how are you guys there? Too busy, can't you tell mama?" mama Priska's innuendo made her chuckle.

"Kirain mas Harsa has been informed by mama" he replied.

"Hey..! How could your hot husband be reported by mom, especially if he is busy with his wife."

"Tomorrow ma, night flight. But it looks straight to ma's apartment. How's it? We'll go home tomorrow?" honestly, he was not happy with his in-laws.

"No need, tomorrow to the apartment is okay. Just come home in the afternoon, because papa went to Japan one week. So you slept at his house the day after."

"Yes ma, ready ! Sekar later said to Mas Harsa "

"Yes, just calm down Harsa's room in the soundproof house. So, that's not what it sounds like."

The whisper of Priska's mother made her laugh while shaking her head. Honestly, he felt very lucky to have in-laws like Mama Priska.

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Vast

It's not like their marriage has been almost a month. They choose to live in an apartment and only occasionally stay at Harsa's parents' house to accompany the mother who was alone left with business affairs.

Harsa does not want to buy a house because it is currently felt they do not need it, except later when they already have children.

Currently in front of the laptop, of course to work on the script. Moreover, her husband still does not allow her to join KKN.

Almost a month bearing the title of Harsa's wife, she became aware of Harsa's true nature. Harsa who is out there is famous for being authoritative and maintaining an image turns out to be inversely proportional when with her who turns into spoiled. Especially if the business of the bed, do not be asked how effective Harsa is always whining for it.

Maybe every corner of this apartment has been the target of their lovemaking. And of course, do not be asked how much her lingerie collection is currently, all neatly lined up in the closet.

"Darling.." The big baby came out of the study and caught up with him in the living room. He still chose to sit on the carpet and face the laptop when Harsa was sitting on the sofa.

Harsa's fingers stroked and played her straight hair, then went down to stroke her face. But he did not respond at all and remained focused on his laptop.

For a long time the mischievous fingers went down to play in the sensitive area of his upper part and Harsa began to drown his face in the curve of his neck.

"Sweet.." murmured her husband made her not focus anymore on her work.

"Mas.bentar sih mas. I again.aaakkhhh.." she was cut off as her body was pulled and lifted up Harsa on the sofa making her position sit on her husband's lap.

As usual, Harsa smelled it even now the shirt she was wearing was gone somewhere.

"Lusa comes with me yukk." said Harsa when stopping the hot fondling. Her face immediately frowned at her husband.

"We go to Singapore, continue next week we honeymoon to Europe. I've prepared a visa for you, at least tomorrow round taken care of the office people."

His head was suddenly dizzy, not because he did not like surprises. But the surprise given by Harsa disbanded all his neatly arranged events on campus. But he could what, arguing with Harsa would never end in victory for him.

"Mas, it has to be the day after tomorrow and it has to be next week?" he asked while stroking Harsa's face overgrown with fine feathers that had not been shaved, suddenly his face heated up to imagine the sensation that Harsa did with the half-rough face to him.

Oh, come on Sekar ! His brain was now completely polluted with those pleasant things.

Harsa nodded her head and went back to playing with hers. Better she serve her husband first, just trying to woo back their go show. Who knows if it works, right?

"Mas.." he hissed as he looked up at Harsa's face to look at her.

"Now shaving?"

Harsa smiled, pulled one corner of her lips, then shook her head.

"You'll know the sensation." whispered mischievous Harsa right in her ear.

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