Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

213. Feel the Yupi Candy

"What are you thinking?" asked Arga when she saw that I was silent.

I shook my head choosing to turn my body in the other direction back to him. Arga hugged me from behind. He kissed the nape of my neck gently.

"When can I get pregnant with a child?" ask him.

"Why do you still think about that? I forgot and didn't expect it."

I took Arga's hand from my stomach. Then turn my body back to face him.

"So you're not expecting any more children?" I asked him.

"No. I don't mean like that! I also want aren't we trying so hard?" He looked into the depths of my eyes. A hand that gently stroked my cheek.

"Who doesn't want a child? If I can I want one more, two, three, as many as I can. But I also don't want to force yourself to be what I want. What if I'm happy but you suffer?" asked the man again while looking at me, his hands did not stop stroking my cheeks. He smiled and brought himself closer to kiss me gently.

"From now on don't think about it again. We must surrender to destiny, if this is the best why not? Children are kept, but if God still does not think to believe with us. we want how?" ask again with a smile.

I couldn't hold myself back any more. Hugged her tightly and stuck my head on her chest. I sobbed strongly, not wanting to let go of this hug. Warm and comfortable.

Arga stroked my hair, he didn't ask me to stop crying. He also did not speak anything, just a small pat on my bundle that made me feel comfortable with him.

I am just an imperfect woman, not knowing when I will be able to bring happiness to this family. It feels like if out there I meet someone else who is carrying his baby son or daughter, I also want to have it. Honestly I envy, I want to be like them too.

I still cry by holding her tight. Doesn't care about her clothes getting wet from me. A gentle rubbing was still felt on the hair until I finally became sleepy and no longer aware of this tired self.

Until noon I just woke up. I didn't realize that crying to sleep required Arga. My husband is still loyal to his position as before, not moving at all.

He was also asleep and has not yet awakened. I rubbed his handsome face, his skin was clearer than mine, his eyelashes were also longer to the point that I was always tempted to want to touch him. Like the moment she blinked her eyelids when I touched her plump eyelashes.

I feel good doing that. Likewise by playing the tip of his nose, stabbing him with the tip of my index finger. Everything in there I really liked, even her red lips, which without nicotine, always made me want to kiss her again and again.

I moved closer to his face, propping my head on one hand, staring at him unblinkingly. I wanted to come closer and kiss those red lips. Why does it feel so tempting? He wanted to kiss and bite her hard. So I subconsciously did that, making her startled and screaming because of the pain I was doing just now.

"Well what are you doing?" He asked while holding his sore lips. I just shook my head.

"Don't know what it's like to see your lips are like strawberry-flavored yupi candy" I said guiltlessly.