The Mist In Arumi's Heart

Lovely Kitchen's

Not long after, Arumi raised her face again. Caught with a friendly handsome face Edgar and again kissed the lips of the man. He also began to spread the touch of his lips on the husband's neck. Edgar lets Arumi do whatever he wants. Edgar responded with small touches that spread throughout the woman's body.

Arumi raised her face again and looked at Edgar in dimness. Then he laughed softly. “Should we do it here?” whispered Arumi with amusement.

“Why not?” challenge Edgar.

“What if someone comes?” restless Arumi slowly.

“Who will wake up at midnight in winter like this?” edgar calmly. The man's hand was now back on Arumi's hip, rubbing her gently, occasionally slapping her on the skin and patting her slowly.

“Kita ...” replied Arumi with amused laughter.

Edgar smiled broadly. He then gently stroked Arumi's face and pulled out the hair that covered his wife's forehead. “Didn't you want warm chocolate, Honey?”

Arumi nodded slowly. ”Maybe later,” replied Arumi. “Before that ... I want warm sweet condensed milk,” whispered Arumi accompanied by a naughty laugh. However, he immediately closed his mouth using the palm of his hand.

Edgar scrunched his forehead. While his hands still continued to play around and traced Arumi's thighs slowly. “You're very naughty now, but I like it a lot more. You know what I am, honey. Ever since I was busy chasing you, I've let go of everything and just focused on you,”.

“How can you be so sure that your efforts will succeed?” asked Arumi while playing his fingers on Edgar's face.

Edgar smiled with his calm. The man did not also take his eyes off the beautiful face of Arumi who was plain, without the slightest makeup polish. The woman's hair even looked a little disheveled.

“My adoptive father always said that belief will bring strong heart strength. The power of the heart can lead our mind to keep us moving in order to achieve our desired goals. The more we move quickly, the closer we get to our goal. As far as that goes, we will definitely get there as long as we have a definite purpose. Of course, that too if God does want.”

Edgar smiled wryly before he finally continued his words. “I like to climb mountains. I love rock climbing, and it's very tiring and stressful. My adrenaline was really challenged when I saw how steep the cliff I was going to take. Then, after I managed to be at the top, I stood there and sometimes I felt disbelief that I had crawled up from the bottom so painstakingly, full of struggle, that I could not help myself, but it pays off with an invaluable satisfaction. That means, the harder we fight, the bigger we get" Edgar said at length.

I'll take you up the mountain sometime, that's also if you want,”

Arumi was so moved to hear the words Edgar had spoken to her. Arumi must admit that God always knows the best things for His people, even though they have to go through steep and winding steps, which sometimes bring people in a deep disappointment.

Nothing will be in vain for everything that has happened in our lives, even when we shed a quart of tears of pain. Sometimes we are too late to realize the meaning of the pain and bad things that have happened to us. Sometimes we blame God, and assume He has done us unfairly. But once upon a time, God turned it all around. He shows how much he has unlimited power. In the blink of an eye, we are at the peak of happiness, and seem to forget every pain we have before. Not infrequently, we even forget to give thanks.

“Why is your way of speaking so similar to my father?” arumi's countenance slowly changed.

Arumi nodded slowly. “My father was a very wise man with his calm demeanor. That's what made my mother unable to turn to anyone. I was told by my mother. He said that my father was an unyielding warrior. You have met and talked to him in person. I'm sure you've been able to capture what my father's character looks like,” said Arumi trying to hold a sense of haru in him.

“I feel very happy. I never thought I could go back to this beautiful city of Paris and .. I don't know, honey, I don't understand why my mother or I feel so attached to this country. Like you who consider Indonesia as your second home, then for me France is my second home.”

“Did you not realize that, darling?” ask Edgar. The look of her eyes narrowed and the touch of her fingers now turned on Arumi's thin lips.

Arumi was silent for a moment. “I’m sorry ...” he said slowly with regret.

Edgar did not answer. The man just smiled and immediately pulled Arumi's face to get closer to him. Back in the room, his lips soft and friendly, full of warmth and passion. Edgar then invites Arumi to stand up.

The woman's body. Edgar then went down the earlobe and neck of the wife with his lips, so that Arumi could feel the breath of the husband that felt so warm.

Slowly Edgar down each body lash wrapped in a knit sweater, from the top to the waist of Arumi. His two hands now began to lower the subordinate pajamas worn by Arumi that night, using the tip of his thumb.

Arumi was only speechless, even as Edgar gently stroked her beautiful hips clad in soft yellow skin. Skin that feels so smooth and soft.

Slowly Arumi lowered her body until her chest touched the surface of the table. Gently, Edgar held back the nape of the woman's head until Arumi kept bowing his head. Arumi was only able to slowly squeeze when she felt something entering her, slowly hitting her at first, but the longer it felt the stronger it made her slender body shake violently.

Spoiled moans began to slide from Arumi's mouth. That made Edgar have to lower his body. “Please your voice, Honey! You don't want anyone to catch us here, do you?” edgar whispered with a heavy voice. After that, he re-enforced his body. Edgar regained control over Arumi and rendered the woman helpless.

Arumi complied as Edgar pulled his body until he stood up straight. His two hands with his clasped fingers clung tightly to the edge of the table, while his eyes occasionally closed. He wanted to scream very loudly at that moment. However, Arumi can only open her mouth and then bite her lips to hold everything Edgar does against her.

“Are you still strong, Darling?” whispered Edgar on the sidelines of his heavy breath that continues to hunt.

Arumi glanced to the side, where was Edgar's face. The woman then nodded slowly.

Edgar stopped his movements for a moment. The body of the wife. Now they face each other. Edgar immediately lifted the slender body and put it on the table. He deftly took off the bottom of Arumi's pajamas which he just lowered a little, so that now the trousers were completely detached.

Hip of the wife. The bodies of the two became closer and closer together. Back on her lips thin Arumi. Edgar continued what had happened. He brought Arumi back to fly in his stifled moans. He again made the wife feel the kliamaks for the umpteenth time.