THE RETURN OF FIRST LOVE

CHAPTER 44 YOGA STORIES

For two days Sakhiy stayed at the Yoga house, the boy refused to go home when picked up by Aby.Because it feels bad, today Aby invited Dhiya to pick up Sakhiy. Arriving at the Yoga residence, they were greeted by Irene who was a little surprised by arriving without giving any news before. "Siang Aunty, we came here to pick up Sakhiy" said Dhiya after being invited to sit by Irene. "Hiss.kalian this.Let's just why the hell is Sakhiy here." "Fear trouble Tan." "Instead of what By.jit we are happy Sakhiy lives here.Om Yoga just willing not to work since yesterday, he said to ngajak Sakhiy main.As so the real opa he said." Irene smiled at the thought of her husband yesterday that she had considered Sakhiy to be her own grandson. "To the extent of Om Yoga.Makanya I do not feel good if Sakhiy long ago here can Om Yoga neglect his work." "When do you go back to Indo?" "Maybe three more days, Sakhiy's time to go to school." "They're at the mini zoo.You'll pass it faster.'The two of them follow Irene's footsteps to the back of her house. When he arrived at the family room, Dhiya's eyes accidentally saw a row of family photos of Yoga.And his gaze stopped on the photo of a young man who he made sure it was his young photo Yoga because it was similar to Tristan. "Why hon?" aby asked because Dhiya stopped focusing on the photo in front of him and seemed to be thinking. "I'm like I've seen this bee photo." "Where is Dhi?" Irene was curious. "It seems that in my old house Tan.Iya was right.I found it time to the warehouse to move." Dhiya was very sure that the photo found in the warehouse at that time was a photo of Yoga. "Mothers..Dad." Sakhiy's voice came from outside with Yoga walking into the house.Sakhiy smiled happily while holding a fat white cat with a thick fur. "Hem.this child is playing until he forgets to go home." Dhiya randomized her son's hair and Sakhiy chuckled. "Opa Yoga until it does not work because of nemani Sakhiy main." added Aby. "No papa By, Lagagian Om hasn't taken a day off for a long time." "Huh.ada Sakhiy just suddenly take a leave.Usually By, Tante to whine like a child if you want to go together with Tristan's papa." Yoga only throbbed at the words of his wife. "Pa, Dhiya said to have seen a picture of Papa at his house.Don't Dhiya this is the son of one of Papa's friends." continued Irene. "Dhi Time?What's your parents' name maybe you know." Yoga is also curious about Dhiya's parents. "My father's name is Irfan Kurniawan and my mother is Maharani, my brother is Gilang." Yoga and Irene looked at each other and their faces turned serious.Aby who realized the change Yoga and Irene responded and invited Sakhiy back out. "We're talking in Dhi's living room." Dhiya nodded and followed the two people in front of him. Yoga takes a deep breath and exhales slowly. "If it's true that you saw my photo, there was never a relationship between me and your father Irfan. Before I married his mother Tristan, I had married a woman who was none other than his sister Irfan.But my marriage did not last long..it was only about five months.At that time my family's company was going through a difficult time, so I had to wander off the island. Apparently the woman who was my wife at that time was not strong with long-distance relationships and my economy at that time changed drastically so she divorced me." Irene rubbed her husband's arm because she also knew the story of her husband's past with his first wife. "Dad never told me he had a sister. What's his name father's sister?" "His name is Irma Kurniawati." "In the big family there is also no such thing as that." Dhiya felt that something had happened to her family's past. "If Gilang must have remembered.then he was Sakhiy's age and you weren't born." "Om right, I'm the same with Brother Gilang by nine years." "How's Gilang doing right now?" "Kak Gilang already has two children and now lives in Palembang ." "So you live in Jakarta with Mas Irfan?" "Right Om, but now Dad and Mom are in Palembang." "When to Jakarta Om play to your house.Have not met Mas Irfan for decades." "We go home with them...Mama also misses family in Jakarta." "Can't Ma. One month ahead Papa's busy." "That's Dhi..Aunty does not lie.Always like that when invited to Indonesia. Like I have trauma." Irene glanced at her husband while Dhiya held back a smile looking at the two people in front of her. "What the hell, it's not important" said Yoga while turning his face. In the afternoon they just came home because it was a little difficult to persuade Sakhiy to want to be invited home. Aby had to be willing half a day to accompany Sakhiy to play with some of his son's favorite animals until Sakhiy was satisfied and wanted to go home. He also brought a collection of robots owned by Tristan. "Capek bee?" dhiya asked because she saw Aby immediately lay down her body on the mattress when she finished bathing. "Hem.Mau dong massaged." replied Aby with closed eyes. "Well, what part do you want to massage?" Dhiya had already positioned himself sitting next to Aby. "Foot." Dhiya began massaging Aby's legs stroked from the palm, for quite a long time his two hands were on the foot and alternated left right. It feels quite finally moved to the calf and done like a time massaging the soles of the feet. "Get again honey." Dhiya complied and her hands moved her thighs and started massaging again not realizing that the man she was massaging was holding something back. "It did not go up a bit." Aby's voice was starting to hoarse but Dhiya also did not realize it until suddenly his hand touched something very hard. "Damn..Bee you have hemp.."have not finished his words his lips have been grabbed by Aby because suddenly the man woke up from his supine position. "Your hand is very naughty hem.wake the sleeping male lion." back Aby******* his wife's lips and confine it. Dhiya did not want to lose she put her hand on Aby's neck and returned her husband's hot kiss. I don't know who started it, though,both bodies are equally innocent and scattered on the floor.Both look at each other with a smile full of love before finally the union of two people occurred.Successful silent night disturbed by the erotic voice of women who filled the room and making Aby stronger stomping her hips and making the beautiful woman below her feel her peak. "Stay you on hon." Dhiya took a position and now he who moves his hips up and down and makes Aby not stop sighing feel his own swayed Dhiya.His hands do not stay still grabbing something hanging and occasionally sucking it like a nursing baby. After an hour of hot activity ended with junior Aby who spouted the seeds in the womb of the wife.Both smiled satisfied for the umpteenth time.They hugged each other with each set of breath. "The more days you shake the more steady the hon." "It's my duty to please the husband." Dhiya raised her head to look at Aby as she gently stroked her husband's cheek and briefly kissed Aby's lips.