The End of the Waiting

Healing Wounds

At eight o'clock in the morning the newlywed couple had just dropped off to the restaurant after Mentari —sang sister contacted her repeatedly as they had been waiting.

Amara and Akram join hands at their family table together. Say hello and sit in an empty chair.

“Yes, my sister is no longer a girl,” said Juan teasing Amara who immediately lowered her head and blushed.

Breakfast was calm. Everyone enjoyed the dish with great pleasure. After breakfast they were still sitting in the restaurant enjoying the dessert while chatting a lot of things.

Later in the day Juan and his parents will return to Kalimantan, while his other family did not stay at the hotel because their house is still around here.

“Mas, where are you going for your honeymoon? Singapore yuk, all play to home,” said Mentari enthusiastically.

“God's Insya. We plan to umroh.”

“Good it. Same mom dad can come with?” ask Adnan with enthusiasm. In the corner of her small heart, there was still a sense of unwillingness if her daughter had to go with her husband. No matter how normal the feeling is not, the name is also old man.

“Bby. We plan to invite mom and dad if you want.”

“Ya you just set it. We parents join his show young,” said Ahmad Arsalan.

“Mario also yuk,” invite Akram answered by the headband.

“We haven't been able to leave Vanesha with the babysitter. Want to invite toddlers also not calm for a long trip, Mas.” Mario did not answer.

“I'm not coming either. There are many things that cannot be left for long,” continued Juan chimed. “Papa's health condition is also unstable, worried if left.”

Finally the decision was made. Only their parents would come because the others could not.

After breakfast the whole family returned to their respective homes, leaving the newlyweds still enjoying the time to make love.

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The newlyweds room was cleaned when the two returned.

Akram hugged his wife tightly. Inhaling the scent of roses that are so fragrant is soothing.

“Mas ... shame,” Amara said as the man stared at her intensely.

“Same husband is embarrassed. We are halal, you know,” replied Akram who slowly began to take off the pashmina used by his wife.

Amara's long hair was broken as the man pulled the ties of her tanned hair.

The two stared at each other so lovingly that Akram put their breath together. Pecking the sweetness of the taste of his wife's lips are so ripe. Until his second breath gasps with his chest down.

Akram rubbed the corner of his wife's wet lips. The woman looked down again with an overwhelming feeling of nervousness and embarrassment.

Nervous because they were never this close and embarrassed to realize that all this time his lips had been stained by many men.

“Why?”

Amara shook her head and replied, “Nothing. Just nervous. We were never this close, Mas.”

“We are halal. Doing more of this is also okay because it is a reward.”

Although Akram is also nervous, but his instincts as an adult man force him to do more.

His hand rubbed the white cheeks of his wife who blushed, it was very anxious to see the shyness shown.

“Mas!” amara said with a hunting breath.

Akram again pulled the nape of the wife and put his lips back. Bring your breath together and enjoy the incredible sensation. Akram's hand touched the zipper of his wife's dress and lowered it slowly until the white man was exposed teasing her.

While Amara's hand touched her chest with an abstract pattern, her lips looked like music.

In the end they ended up on the bed without a thread covering them.

Akram never expected much, he has accepted Amara as she is with all her past. Never once thought that his wife was still awake until this moment.

The clear droplets flowed as Akram finally realized that he was the first man to enter his wife.

“Sorry,” said Akram regretting his thoughts.

The loving sound of the two became the beautiful melody that filled the hotel room. Smoulder and burn the body into a flood of sweat. Enjoy every other sensation that distracts logic.

Both want to reach the peak of nirvana melenakan.

No words are spoken, but action shows how much love is in the heart.

They are united, adoring and praising each other. I hope to God to trust them in their love.

To Be Continue ....