The Cottage of In-Law Tak Indah

Time Only Two

Giselle seems to listen carefully, although sometimes amused to listen to the advice of Kanaya. However, Giselle understood that Kanaya had experienced first. Although now, the ordeal faced by Kanaya is very heavy, which must be separated from the biological children kidnapped by her brother Giselle himself, but Kanaya managed to get through it all.

"Don't give up, Selle. Just try and calm down. Also, do not forget to pray. What man cannot give, God can give for us" Kanaya said.

It was as if Kanaya wanted to remind Giselle not to give up. Man can accuse him of barrenness and so on. However, when God gives it, the water that originally tasted bitter, will turn sweet. To that end, Kanaya reminds Giselle not to lose hope.

"What if you want to have children, the relationship must be intense anyway Mama?" giselle asked Kanaya.

"No, because it is better to wait for the quality of the male sperm. Also that was earlier, do not rush to urinate. I pray, immediately given by Allah well," said Kanaya again.

"Amen. Pray too, Mother. Me and Mas Gibran already want a baby. It's been two years, Ma'am. There are times when we miss the sound of a baby in our house" Giselle replied honestly.

"Surely .. I will always pray for you," Kanaya replied sincerely.

Until finally, night came. Perhaps due to being carried away, Gibran was now staring at Giselle with a different look in his eyes. The man saw the prettier Giselle that night. Either because after a long time both of them just stay again at the hotel, or indeed Gibran who is passionate to Giselle.

"Honey," called Gibran softly to his wife who was now busy with the gadget in her hand.

Feeling called by her husband, Giselle immediately responded to her husband. "Yes, Mas ... What's wrong?" ask Giselle.

"Aren't you cold?" ask Gibran ambiguously.

Giselle smile. Feels weird. Two years as Gibran's wife, where ever her husband asked like that. Even Gibran let out a few breaths. It was as if the man wanted to approach, but was also trying to hold back.

"It's not so cold, Mom? Is Gibran cold?" giselle asked her husband.

If indeed Gibran felt cold, then Giselle would raise the AC so that in the room it became not too cold. Gibran chose silence. Now, instead the man walked over and approached Giselle sitting in the corner of the sofa. Carefully, Gibran approached his wife.

"If you're cold, we can warm each other up, honey" Gibran said.

Talking about the love life of Giselle and Gibran during this time is also common. Neither does it stir. It's just, it's usually. As if nothing special. Maybe because of work fatigue, Giselle's work rhythm is very intense, plus more emotions that make both choose to sleep and wake up again tomorrow to return to activities. So, now just to get close it feels really so awkward.

Hearing her husband's voice, Giselle smiled slowly. "What do you mean by Gibran?" ask Giselle.

Gibran hesitated to give an answer. Because talking about such things is also very rare for Gibran and Giselle. Until finally, Gibran touched Giselle's hand slowly, giving a swab on the back of her hand.

"Honey, all this time at home, the reef is not we get the two of us like this. Now, will you go through tonight with me? I imagined our first night two years ago. Aren't we staying tonight, too? Would you like to spend a long night with me?" ask Gibran slowly.

Giselle, whose heart was easily touched, finally smiled. He put the phone on the side of the table. Then she gave a nod to her husband. After all, so rarely did Gibran ask for it like this.

Getting the green light from Giselle, Gibran immediately carried Giselle to bed. In the past, Gibran would not be strong carrying Giselle ala bridal style. However, because now Giselle is slim, carrying Giselle was not a difficult thing for Gibran. Afterwards, Gibran tried not to overstretch Giselle's body, holding her own weight with her elbows.

"Let the lights turn on well .. all this time at home, we do it in the dark" Gibran said.

Why when in his house should do in the dark? Because, the Gibran family has its own rule that when sleeping the main light in the room must be turned off. The lamp was very dim, as if without light. Therefore, now Gibran wants to do it in a bright atmosphere. Occasionally feel a new atmosphere, and let go of the habit when at home.

"Hmm, yes," replied Giselle.

So, there was nothing else Gibran was waiting for. Giselle has given her complete control. So, Gibran slashed the distance of his face slowly. Then she, carefully kissed Giselle's lips. Sweet, chewy, and warm. Those were the three flavors that immediately greeted Gibran. And so, slowly, Gibran opened his lips and****** Giselle's lips, not soft, but her breath was so hunting.

Although unspoken, but Gibran admitted now he was so eager to Giselle. Gibran carried his tongue to barge in, giving a swipe after a swipe, a turn after turn in Giselle's oral cavity. Mutually fencing, mutually puffing, in the wet impression nan snare.

"Honey," Gibran's heavy voice that now can no longer afford to linger.

In his breath even Giselle tried to give a reply. Giselle's hand moved and squeezed strands by strands of her husband's hair. Giselle is helpless. It felt as long as she was Gibran's wife, only now her husband had this much desire.

Gibran's lips dropped and dropped a warm, wet kiss on Giselle's neck. Even Gibran opened his mouth slightly and bit Giselle's neck, sucking her deep. There was a red mark on Giselle's neck.

"Mas ... Gibraltar ...."

Giselle felt pain and pain in her neck. However, it felt like her husband was moving mischievously. Even now, Gibran is trying to untie button after button in the pajamas that Giselle wears. In the dark, the eyes are limited. Cannot expose clearly. However, now in a state of light, he could see the whiteness of his wife's skin. Groping that soft and fragrant part of the skin epidermis.

Impatiently, Gibran's hand slipped behind Giselle's back and removed the iron hooks there. So that the beautiful circle of Giselle's emblazoned real. Gibran also eagerly began to mengu-lum beautiful circles owned by Giselle that like peaches. Suck it deep, and give it a bite at its peak.

"Oh, dear," Gibran's voice raspy and deep.

While Giselle was agitated. His head sometimes moved left and right, with his eyes closed tightly. Honestly, since marrying Gibran, Giselle was afraid to make eye contact with her husband while making love like this. However, Giselle suddenly screamed because Gibran pulled the top of his beautiful circle with his teeth and mouth.

"Mas Gibran!"

Gibran is absolutely crazy. His other hand was busy squeezing the fruit that belonged to his wife. As if giving a massage, and also twisting its peak. Really, Giselle is helpless now. Temptation in the chest area that had burned him.

Until Gibran moves down. He took off Giselle's clothes and began to greet her with his tongue in the valley below. Not reluctant to satisfy the desire of the wife. As Giselle wriggled with her eyes closed, Gibran realized how beautiful his wife was. A beautiful view in front of my eyes. Until Gibran does not need to get service for himself. The man took off his own clothes, and began to unite himself.

There's a knock, there's a blow, there's a bump. However, all of it was a truly beautiful taste. A taste they can only enjoy. Over and over again, Gibran was sweating. A few drops of her sweat fell and hit Giselle underneath.

"Darling, look at me" Gibran's pinta now.

With a gasping breath, Giselle ventured to open her eyes. He saw for himself how Gibran was moving on it. Really, Giselle was so embarrassed before.

"I'm sorry, for all the misunderstandings that often occur between us. However, you should know, dear .. I desire like this only to you."

It was a sentence that shook Giselle's heart. The woman nodded her head slowly, then raised her face to give a kiss on her husband's lips.

"Always protect and give comfort to me, Mas .. that's all I need" said Giselle.

Gibran nodded his head. Now he's giving a blow so deep. Making Giselle almost scream because Giselle felt her release. It was so beautiful, maybe it was a beautiful atmosphere for both. The sensation is completely different.

Eventually, Gibran growled and gnashed his jaw. Instantly, Giselle remembered Kanaya's message. He asked Gibran to put a pillow on his pan-tat.

"Mas ... put this ... here."

Knowing his wife's intentions, Gibran did what the other Giselle did. Blasphemy after rain, the impact was inevitable. Even with a pillow over there Gibran can do a deeper blow. But now Gibran can't resist. He really exploded. Fulfilling Giselle's heavenly chalice with every part of her being squeezed and gushed out.

"Darling .. I really love you!"

Gibran said that with his body shaking and eyes closed tightly. Giselle gave it to her husband.

"I love you too, Mas Gibran!"

To neutralize the roar of his breath, Gibran collapsed on Giselle's body and whispered something to Giselle.

"Hopefully this time there is my seed that swims and fertilization (fertilization) occurs, dear. This is my hope."

Not giving an answer directly, Giselle guaranteed it in her heart. He also expects from about 300 million sperm cells will enter him. Until finally, only hundreds of sperm cells will reach the fallopian tube, which is the location where the egg is located. Of the hundreds of sperm, only one sperm has successfully met an egg. I hope it will happen. His prayers and hopes will be fulfilled by God. Amens. ⁇