Sumayahs

Suffering from Sumayah

The morning came, leaving Kevin locked in the room with all sorts of emotions bubbling up in his chest. The man was still curled up in the veneer as Juan checked his condition. Let him be weary, Juan, lamenting the shadow of Sumayah who has been present lately and has disturbed his life.

In the other half of the city, Sumayah had just opened her eyes when the sunlight hit her face. The sound of commotion behind the house also rubbed his eardrum causing a frown on the forehead. What are the parents doing behind the house?

"Aah!" Sumayah whimpered while holding onto her suddenly throbbing intimate area, "why is this pain? Itching and soreness," he lamented. He grimaced, the area felt sore when rubbing against other skin.

He moved with great care, his arms stretched out to reach for anything to support his weak body. His head turned to the right and left looking for the figure of the old woman who helped him last night.

The sound of commotion behind the house, brought his limped footsteps to the origin of the sound.

"Mom!" shaky.

The woman who was helping her husband build a fence of tall bamboo and meeting immediately turned around upon hearing Sumayah's call. He moved closer. The anxiety on his face was perfectly lined up when he saw the exhausted Sumayah resisting the pain.

"What's up, Madam? What's going on?" tanyanya panic. Sumayah drew closer to the old woman and whispered.

His eyes were almost out. Its mouth opens into a way for flies to get into it.

"Come, Madam! You sit down first, I'll prepare something for you to soak in" he said quickly. He took Sumayah back to his room, sat her on the sofa waiting for her to prepare something.

The woman looks busy, Sumayah grimaces her intimate state is getting itchy and sore felt. It may be a fungal infection or something.

The old woman went back into Sumayah's room with a bucket that reflected smoke. The aroma of spices smelled Sumayah's sense of smell is very special.

"Come, Madam! You have to soak in the spice water so that the itching and pain disappear," he said as he swept Sumayah into the bathroom and helped her remove her clothes without hesitation.

"I'm sorry, Mom," tweeted Sumayah as she had to undress all her clothes in front of the old lady. Many scratches all over Sumayah's smooth body. The old woman tears up watching him. It was only fitting that Sumayah was always in pain when moving her body. The cuts from tree branches and others are so visible on her skin that is as white as milk.

"It's okay, Madam. It will feel sore at the beginning, but become comfortable after a while. You must be able to hold it, Madam," said the woman as she helped Sumayah into the bathtub and sat her down.

"I will wait outside, worried that Young Master will wake up," she said to Sumayah.

The warm taste of the spice water spread throughout Sumayah's body, through her intimate organs which also began to feel a strange gelenyar that increasingly creeps and gives a tremendous sensation to her body.

Sumayah bit her lower lip as the pain in the area began to feel. Perhaps this was the reaction of the spice he was sitting on. Sweat poured down his face, Sumayah looked up with her eyes closed. Both of his hands tightly gripped the edges of the bathtub he was sitting on.

"It hurts, Kevin! You hurt me this much, this pain is more pronounced than when you took away my horror." Sumayah. The pain was growing and ripping all the organs in his body.

"Maya, what's wrong? Hey ... Why are you crying, baby?" Kevin spoke softly when he had just snatched Sumayah's crown of chastity on the first night of their marriage.

Sumayah cried and moaned, Kevin treated her harshly. Like a possessed person even Sumayah's scream was heard until it came out that night.

"Wait a minute, I will prepare something for you" he said again as he got out of bed without wearing a thread on his body. He went into the bathroom and came out again.

Without saying goodbye, lifting Sumayah's body with a regretful letter on the face.

"Kevin! What are you doing!" pekik Sumayah was surprised. Kevin shook his head, he continued to lift Sumayah's body and carried her into the bathroom. He put Sumayah's body into a bathtub filled with warm water with a refreshing aroma.

He himself crouched down beside the bathtub, grasped Sumayah's springy fingers and squeezed them gently.

"What kind of woman do you think I am?" sumudang Sumayah sulked.

"Hey ...," Kevin grabbed his wife's chin gently. He greeted the natural red lips of Sumayah who had become opium for him since last night.

"I think all women are just like those I've tasted. I've even been presented with a teenage girl in school uniform, but she's not a girl anymore"

"Yes .. I know, I'm a jerk, Maya. However, once I got to know you and determined to have you, I took away the jerkiness in me. Maybe because for so long not doing the relationship it makes me unable to hold back to make you sick for the first time," Kevin regretted at that time while kissing the back of Sumayah's hand in a row.

"And now you're back to being a jerk, Kevin!" sumayah's scream involuntarily as Kevin's soft and attentive shadow loomed in the corner of the eye.

"Mrs! Hold on, ma'am, just for a moment" said the old woman who was shocked to hear Sumayah's screaming voice from inside the bathroom. He held the awakened Salim.

Sumayah was sobbing with the pain that hit her intimate part, but the pain of the wound that Kevin formed without blood more tore her body soul.

"I will not forgive you! I won't spare you!" Sumayah's crying became more and more. He took a short breath as his pain peaked.

His whole body twitches, especially in the part where there is an incision wound. He screamed again, greeted by Salim's cry that never subsided even though he had been made milk by the old woman.

"Hold, Mistress! Just for a minute" he said in a panic. He felt the pain, his face grimaced without the heart to hear the pain of Sumayah from inside the bathroom.

The pain gradually disappeared. Replace with a soothing feeling. Sumayah started to calm down, warm up and make the muscles in her body relax. Sumayah opened her eyes still with a hunting breath.

He was shocked to see the water turning red.

"Mom!" her screams were deafening. The old woman he called put baby Salim on the bed and immediately rushed to Sumayah.

"Mother!" moaning Sumayah while crying as her eyes collide with those old eyes. He walks quietly.

"It's okay, Madam. It was just dirty blood after giving birth. Come on, I will replace it with clean water," he asked as he reached out to help Sumayah to get out of the bathtub.

"Please, Mistress!" Sumayah re-entered after the water was replaced with a new one still using the herb in it that she had to sit down with.

"How does it feel? Is it better or is it still itchy and sore?" the old woman asked, smiling motherly.

"Already, Mom. Thank you, it feels more comfortable," Sumayah said with a smile.

"Yes, just soak. Young Master woke up, I'll take care of him as long as you soak." He leaves the bathroom and returns to baby Salim.

"Hurry to grow up, son! So that you can protect your mother from the cruelty of this world" he said as he stroked Salim's forehead which began to calm down.

"Mother! I-I want to ask you one thing, okay?" The old woman who was playing with Salim turned her head and nodded.

Sumayah did not speak, she took a figura and showed it to the old woman.

"Is he your son, Mother?"