STEVA'S PASSION

STEVA'S PASSION
SMOOTHED



"What does that mean? I don't understand,"


Steva is unable to properly digest every word that Liora speaks, only to the point that Razz actually loves Liora and only wants Liora, and is forced to accept herself, the rest of Steva is unable to understand.


"Aaahh?" pekik Steva's.


Razz lifted Steva's body like he was holding a sack of rice. Razz stared intently at Liora as she walked past her, there were no words Razz said to Liora, but the look in her eyes seemed to say that Razz was so disappointed in Liora.


"Razz's? Lower me!" yelled Steva who was not touched by Razz at all.


Razz carried Steva on his shoulder to the top floor, Steva's long straight hair the booth swayed to the floor because her head was toppled over.


"Razz's?"


'Shelf!'


'Bugh?'


"Aaahh?"


Razz slammed Steva's body on the bed violently, without a second thought, Razz immediately rose to cover Steva's body firmly gripping her two hands which she extended to the left and right sides.


"What you heard from Liora is true, but not all of it. The most important thing right now is I love you, love you so much, just you Steva!" razz snapped until the veins on his face, neck and hands all stood out so strongly.


"Aaaahh? Hmmpph,,,"


Razz tied his lips to Steva's lips violently, he couldn't help himself, his passion was turbulent, he said, almost 2 days he did not get warmth from Steva who continued to reject him and Razz did not want to hurt by forcing him, let alone his blisters have not healed.


But now, Razz doesn't care, Steva has to get pregnant fast so she has a fastener that keeps Steva from getting away from her. And Razz also wants to finish the lust that tickles his passion.


Steva's breathing panted, her chest rising and falling as Razz removed the link of their lips.


"You don't want to do it?" razz asked trembling, Steva cried even more sobbing. Then Steva shook her head in response to Razz's question.


"Hhaaahhh,,," Razz exhaled a coarse breath. He took off his clutches on Steva, Razz got up and sat on the edge of the bed, he rubbed his face until his hair with a swipe back.


Steva curled her back at Razz, enjoying her excruciating pain and self-esteem.


Razz turned to Steva, who was looking back at him, as much as he could for sobs, this was more painful than Steva had ever felt, for whatever reason.


"I'm sorry, sorry!" whispered Razz in Steva's ear, he suddenly lay behind Steva, hugging the warm slender body of his wife, wrapping his hands around her waist to the front of Steva's belly. And Razz clenched his arms, peeling softly at the nape of Steva's neck trying to give a feeling or just calmness.


"If I could choose, I would rather see you crying beside my dead body than see you crying for my own fault, I love you, I'm sorry. Cupp!"



**POV STEVA**.



My days have been so hard since that night, Razz explained everything to me, everything, about his love for Liora, the kindness of his family, his love struggle that accidentally involved me, to Liora's betrayal of him, but Razz says he fell in love with me before he learned of Liora's betrayal.



I didn't budge, I said if I wanted to part, my heart was too sore to accept everything, but Razz insisted he would never let me go, he would never let me go from him.



"*Don't leave me, Steva. I can't live without you*."



The classic words that the monitor lizards used to say to their victims Razz told me, I don't know, I can't just trust Razz.



I still stayed inside his house because I couldn't escape. I'm powerless, strict guard everywhere, I'm not allowed to go out through the main gate.




Now, staring at the beautiful blue bead felt like a heart piercing, the blue bead no longer makes me feel shady, there is only sadness and sadness.



I fell ill for three days, had a fever and flu, Razz went nowhere, all the business he entrusted to Tan, and he took care of me, took care of me and accompanied me.


Today my condition improved, Razz painstakingly bribed me to eat porridge even though I continued to refuse because all the food tasted bitter in my mouth, but Razz threatened me to me.lu.mat my mouth if I did not obey him, and that way worked enough. The porridge in the bowl that the chef prepared was almost gone.


I myself was tormented every time Razz touched me, my passion seemed to betray my heart and my mind, I wanted to refuse but my body asked for more. Cheaply, my mind judges itself which very easily mende.sah under its confines.


Razz never met Liora, and Liora never met Razz, I guess, that woman also suffered so much from this, Liora must also suffer so much to live her life destiny.


"You want something? The wine? A mangosteen? Or?"


"I don't want anything" as Razz kept offering me food.


"Hurry to heal, I don't like to see you sick" said Razz, putting the wine he held back on a fruit plate on a wheeled table.


Razz then went up to the bed, lying next to me who was sitting on the bed, a thick blanket covered my body to the waist.


Razz dropped his head on my lap, his hands were around my waist and his face was facing my stomach, I could feel him constantly kissing my stomach, maybe he wished that there was a life of his work there, but dear, he said, that's not going to happen, I still routinely take the Pill in hiding from him.


"I miss you so much, get well soon" he muttered in a spoiled tone.


Without me noticing I smiled faintly, then returned flat after recalling the events of a few days ago.


'Oh God? If he is my soul mate, then please, heal my wounds, how can I live my life happily if I keep remembering his mistakes? And how can I forget him, if he's always with me, by my side, with me?'


"I want to go somewhere" I cried for the first time after silence.


Razz suddenly looked up and he sat facing me, he stroked my hands gently, his beautiful blue bead sparkled, and I liked it.


"Say, where do you want to go? I'll take you all over the world you want as long as I'm always with you,"


"Ck, don't overdo it. Sounds shitty," I sulked.


Yeah, maybe I'm starting to melt, I can't lie to my heart if I still love her so much, it's just, this pain is worse.


Razz smiled faintly, he even laughed despite sounding small.


"Say, where are you going? I'll drive you, but promise me you won't get away from me, or I'll go crazy,"


I looked down, staring at the two hands that Razz was holding.


"I want to visit mom's grave, I miss her!" tukasku honest.


"Cupp!"


Razz gave a long enough kiss to my clenched lips.


'Glek.' I'm hard-earned to swallow my salivary rough, why is Razz so sweet?


"Sure, we'll leave tomorrow, whatever you want!" razz replied with a very sweet and sincere smile. And I returned his smile.


Good Lord? He was so handsome, my great baby Master who had become my husband, I only realized his good looks fully after my heart began to melt, he who often adored me as the beauty, the masterpiece and the art of God, he said, now that sentence is so I want to tell him. He is an art, the most beautiful work that God created.


"I love you, Mr. Razz!" shirihku. And Razz immediately gave me a soft kiss on my lips, and I greeted him.


Both of my eyes closed feeling his tenderness, his tongue dancing in my mouth, and I grinned.


Razz's two hands cupped my cheeks, while both of my hands were on his waist.


"Can I?" razz asked for permission, and I nodded in agreement.


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