THE BRONDONG SECRET

THE BRONDONG SECRET
52. THE BRONDONG SECRET



HAPPY READING


Lovely POV


“Already, I'm the only one who


bring the plate back.” I stacked dirty dishes on the dining table.


Kenan did not answer my words. I think he's standing right now


behind me.


Hold on, warm up


getting closer. This must be my favorite Brondong.


I flinched because


suddenly Kenan's hands hugged me from behind. Both hands are


it's in front of my stomach. The feeling of heartburn in the stomach the more real I felt.


His breath in


around my ears makes the heart work faster.


My hand still stopped


holding two empty plates lying on the table. How is possible


I can move, if Kenan's fingers get naughty moving. Even now


his sturdy hands playing tickled my stomach. The effect is that electricity flows from


his touch made me loose, unable to move.


“Hubby, already yes. Very amused.”


I held both of his hands and asked him to stop the tickling action


my tummy.


“Geli yes?” It's parroting.


One hand raised


from stomach. Now the hand is flicking the strands of my hair that cover the nape of the neck. “Hairline


ngganggu.” Said again.


I'm about to lift up


the plate, but it didn't happen anymore because my back just suddenly stiffened


feeling his breath in my neck. “Then this is amused?” Voices


hoarse sounded. He traced my nape with his lips, then down to


my shoulders are slightly open. Tingling, a little pain, and pleasure mixed like opium.


“Ehm..” that sound


escaped my mouth.


“Geli?” Ask. Momentary


it stopped.


“Nggak.” I


closed his eyes and shook weakly. “Enak.” My sering. Yes, it is as good as


that, it seemed like the rest of my body was also envious of wanting to be touched with her lips.


He chuckles amusedly


heard my answer and went back to exploring my neck and shoulders with lips


thickest.


“Bi Already. Said


scared to be caught Bik Janet.” I distanced myself with a little so


apart from Kenan's lips. My feet don't compromise. If it goes on more


in a long time, I'm pretty sure, these two legs won't be able to support the weight


my body. My leg bones are very fragile.


“Baby, I'm waiting in


upper.” His body moved away from me.


***


“Bik Janet already


home?” Kenan asked just as I stepped into the room.


“Already. Mamang


siomay front complex.” I said with a smile imagining their closeness


earlier. “This time their relationship is serious Bi. Bik Janet never ventured. Said family


Lee Min Ho kave wants to come to Bik Janet's house, want to propose.”


“Thank God. If


your assessment of Lee Min Ho kawe how?” Ask Kenan with


serious look. He was standing in front of an open closet. However


his head turned towards me.


I'm getting closer to


beside him. “Looks like the guy's good. I talked to Bibik's girlfriend. Him


seriously.”


“Where is it?”


kenan's hand grabbed my waist and danced my body against his chest. Rebrace my body


hit his field chest.


“Around housing


we're. But not in the complex.” I said with a slightly trembling tone. Believed


or not, I felt every touch of it flowing an electric current


the more the day gets stronger. Makes my heart work harder. “You want


why?” say again.


He holds my waist


and turned my body to face the closet so that my position was now on his back. “Prepared


clothes for swimming, baby. Or do you want to do something else?” Fingerless


his index finger slapped my forehead. It seems that dirty thoughts are indeed being entrenched in


my head.


Nervously I


looking for a swimsuit for me and Kenan. My face cannot


hiding a dirty thought in my head. I glanced at Kenan who had been sitting on


the edge of the bed with a smile mocked me. Ah, my face must be red


because of his words.


“Honey, you


worried about it this morning.” He blinked one eye. And it makes


my heart almost jumped out. I held my roaring chest.


I turned my face


from staring. If these views continue, I will not be finished


preparing swimwear. I took Kenan's swimming pants folded neatly in


top shelf. My dress was also on the top shelf, next to him. Kenan


put our sportswear on one shelf in the top spot because


My view shifted to


another shelf where Kenan's clothes are placed. I took one outerwear stel and


underwear to change. Then I took my clothes.


The Kulik Kenan


still sitting on the edge of the bed. His eyes are still staring intensely at me. Smile too


still adorned his face. I deg-degan like this.


“Tas to use


where's Bi?” My toot. He did not answer. His head was giving a signal


approached her.


When I was in


in front of him, he pulled my waist. I sit next to him with my feet


straight past the top of his legs that are bent to the floor. One hand still holds my waist. My hand


reflexes run down his neck.


“I love you, baby. Later


just find the bag.” Said. I caught a dark glint from his gaze. Type of gaze


which I know very well, will bring our activities like what.


Different from activities


we previously, Kenan no longer tried to unite with


my body. But we did something crazy that we had never done


preceding. We do anti-mainstream activities that I never did


imagine before. We are also an anti-mainstream couple.


“Don't tell you


never seen it in a blue movie, baby.” Kenan knelt before me innocently, just like me. I sat facing him with a trembling body. I


never yeah, seeing hers this close.


Patiently with Kenan


led me to do. Well, even though this hand shakes violently. But look


Kenan enjoyed what I did, making me happy. His eyes were still enjoying my every move. Second


tangannya membelai kepalaku yang berada di bawahnya.


It's the craziest thing that


we did once. But I do it with pleasure because of myself


who has not been able to give me what my husband needs. Only this way


ican do.


Shortly thereafter, Kenan


breaking away from me, Kenan's body trembled and shivered. “Aahhh..” voice


it slipped from her lips. He fell on his stomach by my side. And the abstract patterned white sheets below us, are now dirty. This is the top


the happiness my husband first felt with my help. I am happy just by looking at it.


It reverses


his body, his hands reaching out wanted to reach me. I approached and hugged


her body, “I love you, dear.” Lips peeping


forehead repeatedly.


“You are amazing,


dear.” Its effects.


“You are good, I admit


how?” I'm blinking lips.


“Eh, that's what I want


speak of. Actually a few more months after you finish the script.” Kenan


stroking my back with his sturdy fingers.


“By the way now.”


“You ready?” Ask. I


seeing there was a worried tone from his words.


“I want us to check


to obstetricians.”


“There is wrong


with?” My toot. My stomach became nauseous hearing that.


“We don't know what yet


which happens. Just guess. There are clinics that deal with this, but in


Bandung. Therefore, I think after your script is finished we focus on


there.” Hearing his words, I'm sure, all this time Kenan has been looking for


information to various parties. While I am a troubled person,


not involved though.


“Why you are not


story, what's the matter with me?” I rolled the body to the side, I,


get down from his arms.


Kenan's hand reached


both my hands and hold them tight. He kissed the back of my hand. “Honey,


I love you as you do. Whatever it is, I accept it.”


“Then why with


me?” I asked with curiosity who reached ubun-ubun.


“Alleged... this is new.


my guess is yes. V4g1nismus.” Answer slowly. Then his hand held me


in her arms.


My head is throbbing pain. What kind of disease is it?


***


This story is me


tuck in so readers know about v4g*nismus. This disease exists, not


only psychic problems come from the mind. This disease must


healed in the right way. Well, it's good that we know that


this disease is real, does not corner the sufferer. There are many, which


experiencing this. It could be our relatives, friends or relatives. Usually the sufferer


or the partner is unaware of it or does not know what exactly is


happen. And it can be a torture for the sufferer if not immediately


untreatable. Poor right?


Several sentences were forced to be deleted due to the MT party censorship. Even the name of the disease must be disguised.



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