The Hate That Ends Marriage

First Time

Widya did not expect that everything would go this surfing for Radit. Who would have thought that his presence here to see his parents before stopping by his house would have trapped him with Radit in his room first. Recalling the triumphant look in Radit's eyes at the dinner table earlier, he knew tonight would be a very long day for him.

Plopping her body on her back on her bed, Widya looked at the ceiling of her room. Then he put his eyes around his room. Seeing that her room was still the same as the last time she left it, Widya could have guessed that her mother had never changed her bedroom.

Maybe just like her who is still getting used to her marriage, her mother also needs time to empty this room. The layout of the items was still the same as before, without any change in the slightest. Closing her eyes repeatedly, Widya held back her tears that were willing to flow out. Returning to this room again has awakened his childhood memories during his stay with his parents here.

It's ridiculous to cry over something so trivial like this. However, this is not her room anymore, now she has her own house with her husband. Yes her husband, who is currently cleaning himself in the bathroom. Every second, Widya's auditory senses are so sensitive to the sound of water splashing from the bathroom. He was so nervous waiting for Radit to finish his bath.

Even now, Widya still remembers what she said to her before entering the bathroom.

Be prepared, after this there will be many things that we will talk about and we... Do so.

That was how he said before giving a meaningful smile to her. Without her saying so, Widya knows very well that she can not escape again from the conversation about their first night. Perhaps before, he had already done various things in order to avoid this day. However, this time Widya could see the determination in Radit's eyes. It was seen that her husband would not let her run away from this problem again.

The more he kept thinking about this, the more Widya wanted to hide in a corner invisible to Radit. Snorting at the idea, Widya could not imagine in which corner the place that her husband's eagle eyes would not look.

Come, Widya! Don't be such a coward. This has become commonplace in marriage. What are you afraid of? He is your husband, remember your husband! Stop avoiding him like a mouse afraid of being pounced on by a cat.

Exhaling a long breath, Widya had said that to her many times, but still this nervousness never lessened in the slightest. Every time, he gets nervous.

"What do you think of until you frown that deep?" ask a voice nearby.

With lightning fast, Widya jumped from her lying position and stood nervously before Radit.

"When did you finish your bath?"

"Maybe a few minutes ago" he replied, somewhat unsure. "I don't know when exactly, which is clear when I came out of the bathroom, you've been sighing hahhhh huhhh on the bed. What are you thinking about that sigh like that?"

Radit looked at him in full search. His eyes traced all over Widya's body carefully.

"It seems I can guess it," he continued, before Widya answered his question. "You must be thinking of ways to avoid me again. Isn't that right, Widya dear?"

"Of course not!" shouted Widya, dodging with a fairly loud tone. Pounding, he tried to soften his tone. "Of course you're wrong, my husband Radit. I was just thinking about when the rain would stop. It feels like every time, the rain out there is no stopping wetting the roof of this house. Maybe soon there'll be a flash of lightning out there."

As if confirming Widya's guess, suddenly there was the sound of lightning bolting in the sky, then the lightning light entered the window of the room of the two of them.

Too shocked by the frightening sound and light, Widya ran into Radit's arms. His eyes closed tightly, refusing to open them to see if there was another flash of lightning shining in their room.

"Has the lightning gone?" widya asked, burying her head deeper and deeper into Radit's chest.

"I think so," replied Radit flatly. "I didn't know you were so scared of lightning. Are you afraid that flash will grab you for lying?"

Again. Husband irritates her this is laughing at her. It seems like she always finds solace whenever Widya gets scared. Holding her head, Widya saw Radit's eyes dancing mischievously to her. Although he tried hard to put a flat look, he could not cover the gel from Widya. His pitch-black eyes showed everything.

"A time like this can you joke with me?" angry Widya, angry.

"I'm sorry if I offended you" he said, with no tone of remorse in his voice. "Since you're already in my arms by yourself, how about we move on to the next stage?"

Who initially wanted to scold Radit, immediately Widya's mind collapsed when listening to the suggestion.

"Next stage?" widya asked, repeating Radit's words, like a fool doesn't know how to respond.

In an instant Radit wrapped his hands around Widya's body and leaned her body closer.

"You know what I mean" he whispered. "Don't pretend to be stupid. You know, it's time we perfect this marriage."

Too dazed, Widya did not realize that now her body was on a mattress with Radit on it. A cheeky smile was playing on her husband's lips. Realizing Widya's daze as an opportunity, Radit slowly lowered his head closer to Widya.

Like a velvet swipe, Radit's mouth rubbed Widya's lips so gently but possessively. Unlike the smooth and cold velvet cloth, this was inversely proportional, it felt so hot as if there was a burning fire there. Or is this burning feeling coming from him? He doesn't want to think about it. Widya was completely bewitched by that gentle kiss.

Just as quickly as the sweet kiss went on, the kiss quickly ended. Opening his eyes - Widya did not know since when he closed his eyes - he saw Radit looking at him with an amused look. At that moment his consciousness returned. Her husband had managed to make her a fool.

"I didn't know you were looking forward to my kiss" she said, holding back a laugh. "You know, I've kissed your sweet lips for a long time."

Pushing Radit's body away from her, Widya got up from the bed and raised an annoyed look at her husband, who was now giggling beside her in a face down position.

Radit turned his face to look at Widya. "What can? Come on, tell me, what could it be?" Then he turned his body and put both of his hands under his head. "Don't try to be funny, Wid. From what of my actions earlier that you do not deserve? Hmm?"

Pointing her index finger at Radit furiously, Widya exclaimed, "You attacked me!" Squinting her eyes, Widya looked at Radit with a condescending look. "I didn't know you could be that slick. How dare you attack me when I'm off guard!"

Removing one of his hands from under his head, Radit caught Widya's finger pointing at him.

"It's ridiculous that you say your husband is attacking you" he said, clicking his tongue. "I just did what I was supposed to do all this time. Less patient what have I been with you all this time?"

Tugging Widya closer to him, Radit looked into his eyes sharply.

"Now tell me, what exactly are you afraid of me? Why do you avoid me every time I touch you? Was my touch so disgusting to you that you wouldn't touch me? Or are you afraid that I will impose my will on you, am I that low in your eyes?"

The endless barrage of questions left Widya overwhelmed and at a loss for words to answer straight away. He could see Radit's eyes glistening wounded looking at him. In an instant the guilt crept all over Widya's body so that she turned her face away, unable to see the wounded look any longer in Radit's eyes. But Radit didn't let it go. He forced Widya back to look at his face.

"Maybe you've known for a long time that I have feelings for you. And I feel the same way about you. Am I wrong?" tanyanya hesitated. "Or is all this just my imagination? Don't you like me? Do you still hate me like you used to?"

Widya could only shake her head, unable to say a word.

"What isn't? Explain with your own mouth, I need clarity from you!" radit said with a firm tone.

"I don't hate you" Widya replied softly, her eyes refusing to look Radit in the eye. "Can we stop this conversation? It feels so embarrassing."

"What makes you so ashamed? It's only natural that we straighten this out so that I know what I should do to you."

"If I like you too, you will..." Widya's eyes flashed meaningfully on the mattress under the bodies of the two of them. "Are you really going to do it?"

"You think?" ask Radit back.

"Where do I know your thoughts" Widya said, shrugging her shoulders. "To be honest, I know it's time for me to carry out my duties as your wife here," in the smallest possible voice Widya said those last words, "but, no matter how many times I tried, no matter how many times I tried, I don't think I'm ready yet. I know that this is gonna sound silly, but the thought of being with you as intimate as possible makes me very embarrassed."

Widya quickly pulled out her hand that Radit was holding and covered her hot face with both hands.

"It's embarrassing! We'd better end this intimate talk," Widya pleaded, peering at Radit from her fingers.

Pulling both of Widya's hands from her face, Radit once again had Widya look him in the eye. Which Widya reluctantly obeyed.

"So you told me to wait for you again?"

Widya nodded quickly. "Can't you give me any more time? I promise when I'm ready, I'll tell you straight away."

"Regardless of how long do you need, a month, two months?" radit said sarcastically. "I don't guarantee to be patient for that long. Remember, I'm a normal guy, Widya."

A tired sigh blew from Radit's mouth.

"Am I so tempting to you that you find it hard to hold back?" widya said, could not help but tease Radit.

"Don't provoke me, Widya. I can't guarantee what I'll do to you right now." Radit closed his eyes, as if dispelling something Widya did not know what it was.

"You mean kiss me like a cotton swipe like that, right?" widya continued, not affected by the bluff. "I barely felt it at all. I thought you were tickling...."

In an instant Widya returned to her position some time ago, supported under Radit's body, which towered over her.

"Oh, so it is," Radit sighed, curling his lips in a meaningful smile. "Why didn't you say that earlier, if you wanted a kiss that was so enthusiastic about me."

"That's not what I mean!" elak Widya trembled, gulping her saliva nervously. He was so nervous to see the gaze preying on Radit's eyes. "I was just teasing you, I didn't mean anything."

Lowering his head, Radit whispered in Widya's ear, "Do you want to know, My wife, where temptation always leads? If you're curious, I'll show you right away."

"No need, I'm not curious at all" Widya replied quickly, shaking her head.

"Slowly."

Raising his head, Radit threw a meaningful look at Widya. With her heart racing, Widya closed her eyes tightly, nervous and looking forward to what Radit would do next as her hands slowly stroked the edges of her neck.