Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

37. Support from Father to Mother

The discussion with you about the second marriage that you wanted for me did not go well. Even I support what I want. He said I should have had a child. It's been too long since I've been married to Ayu.

The father who was very hard on us, his children. He does not hesitate to be angry and does not think we exist.

'If you don't want to talk to Ayu, you don't have to tell her! He is someone else in your life after all. She is only your wife, and we are your parents who took care of you and raised you! You want to be a bad boy with your parents?' That's exactly what you said when I sought refuge and liberation from my troubles.

'You're so the child has no respect for the same parents. We already let you marry Ayu first, even though we disagree with her. Maybe this is why we used to not allow you to marry Ayu, because she can't love you descendants!' He spoke very loud and clear.

'Sir, I can't possibly wish for Ayu. He would be heartbroken if I did that!' I yelled at him a few days ago.

'As far as you go, Hilman! If you do not consider this your Father and Mother, you are up to it! You're an adult, but don't blame you for coming back here, your Mom and Dad are ignoring you!' snapped Father again.

'Try to think, how your mother if until she does something reckless again. Don't you have any regrets, Hilman!'

He got up from his seat and passed by me.

Dirga also could not help much. He who is basically a submissive child and never opposes both parents can only be silent to see me and the Father talking.

"Mas! Why anyway? How do I see you daydreaming all the time?" I realized when Ayu suddenly just sat next to me. He gave me coffee that I had neglected. It's not hot anymore.

"none. I'm just thinking about work" I replied.

"Oh, I guess why." Is it hard, huh?" ask her again while peeking into my laptop screen.

"It's not hard, it's just a lot," I lied.

"How much do you still have time to daydream?!" yells. I just laughed when I heard her words.

Ayu stood up and turned behind me. His slender fingers massaged my shoulders and shoulders with a little energy. It feels so comfortable. He was indeed the encouragement in my life, the fatigue relief I felt every day.

"Enak, right?" ask her again while massaging my head. He put my head on his chest. I closed my eyes because of his treatment, of course enjoying what he was doing.

"It's so bad." I pulled Ayu's hand and kissed her palm. One hand of Ayu the other fell silent motionless on my shoulder.

"Yu, are you happy not to live with me?" ask her.

"Well happy, why do you ask?" He asked me back, there was a note of wonder from his voice. I shook this head and pulled his hand until his front body was stuck to my back.

"There's nothing. I just want to know" I said.

"You're weird, Mas!" Ayu wrapped her hands around my neck. Her soft cheeks were stuck to these cheeks.

"What are you talking about, Mas. Strange ih. I'm so happy living with you. Don't talk that weird. When did I say I was unhappy? Do you not be unhappy with me because I am ...." Ayu fell silent, not continuing her words anymore. Suddenly there was a bad atmosphere between us.

"Don't you be unhappy because we don't have kids yet, huh?" ask with lirih. I felt guilty about my question. Lately Ayu is very sensitive.

"I also tried hard to follow the doctor's advice. Don't eat this don't eat it, take a little medicine and take a big medicine. Sports, stop working. I should how?" he said with sadness.

"Sorry, Yu. Excuse me. That's not. I don't mean to make you sad. Sorry," I said to calm him down while rubbing his arm.

Ah, I was going to talk to Ayu about the marriage that Mom and Dad wanted. Why is he so melow like this? What was I asking wrong?

I stretched out Ayu's arm around my neck and brought her back to sit beside me. I looked at that face that was sad.

"Sorry, I'm just asking you to be happy with me why aren't you sad like this?" ask him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you sad. I just wonder if I've been a good husband to you all this time? I realize I can't make you happy yet, Yu." I cupped his two cheeks with my big palm then smeared his entire face greedily. Tickling that face with a chin that I haven't had time to shave.

"Ih, I'm ticklish!" she cried as I began teasing her with a sweep of my chin around my neck. He pushed me away, but I didn't give him a chance to get away from me. I took him into my arms even though he rebelled and dropped his body on the bed. Overlay it with all my body weight.

"Mas, you're heavy. Watch out!" he tried to shift this body away from him. She tried to get away again, but couldn't because I held her hands beside her head with my hands. This woman I love so much can no longer be rebellious, helpless under my huge body.

"Wouldn't! I don't want to let you go" I said as I looked into her eyes gently. Very bright eyes, which I always liked when I looked at him, his nose, his thin lips, everything that was on him I really liked.

Kuciumi's face was so much that he yelled for release, but I still didn't care. I miss this woman who was my legal wife seven years ago.

I went down that face with my lips to my neck, giving a red mark that was always a sign of our pleasure. Ayu just shut up, enjoy what I did to her. He could never fight me and last longer. So when I started unbuttoning her pajamas, she didn't fight anymore either.

Now it is very clear and clear what part I like about him. Rounded things like water-filled balloons that I like to play with at night. To be honest, it was my favorite part number two, it was delicious and delicious even though there was nothing when I felt like a baby.

There is a sexy voice Ayu who I always like very much if doing this. The sexy voice increasingly contains me the spirit of wanting to conquer and give inner pleasure to my wife. Satisfying him until the sound of victory as well as defeat from him.

One by one I opened up what was on Ayu's body and threw it on the floor until it was all plastered in front of me this was very real and also looked beautiful. A flawless curve of the body always makes me excited.

Our voices sound simple to shout the name of the other among the beautiful movements we made together in rhythm. The chanting of the clock seconds accompanied our struggle without pause even just to draw and catch our breath.

Ayu's face reddened, her breathing heaved as I silenced her with my lips. He beat my chest for a sign to be let go. The sweat thread on his forehead and neck kept coming out as a result of our temperature and body colliding.

The cold nights now no longer feel cold with a warm blanket made of human skin that is destined as my soul mate, My wife. Ayus.