The Reversed Love of Janitra
Episode 34's. Talk about bed
The two lay on their backs crammed into the patient's bed, linking fingers while staring at the ceiling of the room, silent into each other's feelings. I don't know how long the two have been mumbling and enjoying the spoiled friction of the fingers link. Activities that they might continue on the following nights as a bedtime.
Tita turned her head and looked at the man next to her who was getting more and more charming.
“Mas Tiar is still patiently waiting for Tita?” suddenly the question rolled from his lips after a day of his brain was consumed by the influence of Mieke's words.
The man looked at her with a nosedive
“Waiting for what?”
“Waiting Tita gives Mas Tiar rights as husband” his mouth without any tinge of embarrassment like already.
“Off course” her husband's smile expands perfectly “Indeed when are you ready?”
Tita simply glanced at her flanged arm and raised her shoulders.
“Pending physical Tita ready”answerks lightly.
“Physical?” Tiar changed his position sideways “Lo want to say that you are currently in love with Ta cave?”
“Enggak” Tita shook her head quickly “Eh has not” error quickly after seeing Tiar face water change.
“Mas Tiar can still hold it as long as it?” another usurp.
“Yes, not long ago”
Somehow Tita was not satisfied with Tiar's answer which seemed not to answer his curiosity, when he was interested to discuss the problem why Tiar was the opposite, indifferent.
“Kok Mas Tiar answered no intention gitu” short snort out of Tita's nostrils.
“Lah cave actually, besides waiting for the cave emang can what else” Tiar tighten the link of his fingers.
“If 27 years only the cave can wait patiently, what weight if you have to wait a few more weeks”
“Indeed Mas Tiar has never been so?”
Tiar frowned, trying to understand the meaning of Tita's question, whether this was a trap or indeed this wife who was completely innocent unequaled.
“Of course not”
“Even though?”
“Iya”
“So Mas Tiar is still a virgin?”
“Ya not”
“Nah tuh right, means ever”
“Letting virginity does not have to be with a woman”
Tiar's explanation just now was only in reply with Tita's mouth that was currently gawking wide, the man gasped and hurriedly corrected his words
“Means cave virginity lost in the hands”
Those beautiful eyes pricked followed by tiny, rounded lips.
“Lagian if the cave has never been so, it is impossible to bear to see lo half naked Ta”
“Oh yes?” tuhkan reaction Tita like a PAUD child who was given new material even though it was very simple but for him very very very interesting interest.
“Gua also just realized it turns out fantasy and reality is far different. Mah fantasies can be sky high but when faced with the original make nervous and cold sweat” I Tiar without further ado.
Tita's brain thought hard trying to digest her husband's words, her forehead wrinkled.
“I mean Mas Tiar although all this time it looks like there is a desire but so look instead so nervous it?”
“Ya gitu”
“Kok can? Mouth same act Mas Tiar is a pervert level god, why can not synchronize so?”
“Western said the guy wants to shoot girls, the exercise is steady turn in TKP groinya mercy!. Or just a guy make his way alone in front of a bunch of cute girls, wush"
“Emang is it?” mumble Tita.
“Cowok mah brag doang Ta” somehow Tiar giggled amusedly to hear his own confession.
“If Tita is naked in front of Mas Tiar now means Mas Tiar run dong” as long as the girl is innocent.
“Clearly lari”
“Ih kok gitu”
“Lari nabrak lo Ta” Tiar laughter can not be taken anymore, either the words of his wife who innocently disturbed his nosy nature.
“If you're naked now it's called nantangin” grunts Tiar “Udah know kebelet is still fishing. Nyeka tau!” the man mumbled indistinctly.
“Tadi Mas Tiar jealous?” suddenly the question came from Tita's lips.
“Jealous?” ask her back with a clean sliver.
“Sama Mas Bima”
“Nggak” elak man is fast, Tiar's level of excitement can exceed the level of his excitement.
“Oh, so no yes. Kirain...” there was a bit of a disappointed tone caught there.
“Emang lo likes to be jealous?”
“Jealous is part of love, yes may occasionally be jealous”
“So the cave must make you jealous as well so let lo love”
“Eh...eh...do not occasionally think of involving actors in our household yes!” tita quickly followed an indistinct grunt with her mouth wrinkled.
“Iya-iya Madam Tiar”
The man took off the links of the fingers and tilted his body.
“Cave bed sofa yes, fear pinched nurse, ntar lo jealously”
The kiss on the cheek managed to leave a red hue there.
“Lo really never bales kiss cave Ta” fingers Tiar rubbed his cheeks as if to remove the trace of blushing there.
“Ntar counted fishing” leds Tita.
Silently languishing in a room measuring 6x3 meters, both Tiar and Tita tried to close their eyes and invite the island of dreams. Tita wriggled her agitated body, still plagued by the thought that her husband had been tormented if he had to be close to her. If you can be honest, actually not much different from him want to feel more when the cumb*an Tiar is so tickling his naughty side.
“Mas Tiar”
Tita's tweet managed to disturb the sleep-sleeping of his chicken, making him turn towards the bed where his wife is currently sitting and move his hands to ask him to come closer.
“Bantuin Tita off BRA” whispered Tita ditelinganya.
Good Lord! Don't torture me anymore please Tiar's inner wriggle.
“Ke..why released, use aj” reject it nervously.
“Ehm, Tita does not usually use existing wire, not comfortable for bobo”
Tiar's eye tail followed the tiny hand pinching something on the bottom of his chest.
Tiar took a deep breath, hesitating when the hand stretched out to the front to touch Tita's pajama buttons.
“Eh Mas Tiar want what?” Tita hurriedly parried her husband's hand.
“Lho said tell off, undress first lah” Tiar looked at him confused.
“No need, just detach the hook just” Tita index point to the back.
Although it was a wonder Tiar just followed that order.
“Now please pull the support strap out”
Once again Tita's index finger touched her shoulder on the part of her arm healthy, Tiar felt and pulled the support rope followed by Tita's movement to escape the rope from her arm. Still amazed to see how quickly Tita removed BRA from her aching arm.
“Oh like that” Tiar scratching his head, secretly stealing look the size of his wife's chest brace.
…
Torture for Tiar apparently has not ended even more rampant. This morning while helping Tita take a shower she was faced with a choice of front hook model BRA and required her to resist her explosive desire in the tiles.
“Strouble Ta” complained Tiar when many times his efforts escaped the target.
Tiar was forced to bend his body to reach two tiny links in the inserts of his fingers. His nervous level increased because his gaze had to be divided with two beautiful towering mountains in front of him
“Mas Tiar sitting in the closet of course” Tita offers a solution to erode the height of their bodies that have a very noticeable difference.
Inevitably, like not like Tita must let her chest exposed clearly, even after being linked still poking partly because the half cup model is only able to support half of her chest.
Accidentally Tiar's hand touched the skin of his chest, cold felt contrasted with the part of his skin that had just been spoiled hot water, he ventured to look at the face of Tiar pias with a circle in his temple. So true to what he said last night, it seems clear that this man is being hunted for anxiety, um maybe more precisely torture hihihi.
“Su..already Ta” with stamped Tiar linking the last buttons pajama patterned keropi.
“Still yes Mas Tiar” the girl reached out to the face of her husband who is currently aligned with her after choosing to sit in the closet.
Cup Cup Cup
Tita does the routine Tiar used to do for her, the kiss on both cheeks and the brief kiss being licked surprised Tiar who momentarily looked at the girl in front of him. Encouraged by such a passionate desire Tiar buried his lips, sipping them mercilessly upon the master.
“Tita” whispered lustfully.
Back mel*mat after letting her girl fill her lungs with oxygen, the pagutan seemed to be endless as each race to retaliate, looking for the side of pleasure and the tip of pleasure in each decapan.
Tiar's hand moved stroking his wife's hamstrings, leading her to sit face to face on his lap and firmly supporting his back so as not to fall.
Tiar's lips move from the neck, giving a light kiss there, up to the ear lobe, biting small teasing and licking the back.
Tita's sigh makes him more anxious and attacks the intersection area of the neck and sips it like a thirsty male beetle and finds honey.
Tita's body looked at the sensation of tingling pain as she had felt before.
"Stop, it'll be red again" Tita kept Tiar's face away from her neck.
Tiar just looked up and smiled, frowning those pink lips restarting cumb*an. His hands no longer supported his girl's back, moving quickly to feel the chest that loomed in front of her face, disarming the top three pajama buttons.
Tita could not do anything, her healthy hands brim*s strong shoulder Tiar, it could be that he fell if he let go of his grip. The upper and lower lips were bitten alternately making him silenced.
Feeling on the wind Tiar continued his act of jerking the breastplate hook he felt easier than when installing it a while ago. Condemn in the heart why was it difficult to put up if in the end it was made loose again.
"Stop." her girl sizzled between the gap of her lips.
"Aaahh... " Tita's great-grandson when Tiar's palm successfully rem*s bust.
“Tita...” screams of women echo behind the bathroom door suddenly stop the fun activities of both people.
The uproar ensues like a pair of lovers who get sniffed while making out in a siskamling substation. Tiar hastily hooked up the BRA hook and buttoned Tita's pajama dress that was tangled up because of his actions.
“Iya Ma....” sahut Tita “Again changing clothes” he continued in panic.
Both of them immediately went out of the bathroom with red face like a boiled crab, Tiar washed his face in the sink first.
“Mama kok early in the morning has come” Tiar flat greeting, either must be happy because his wife is there to accompany or have to curse because of their activities are disrupted.
“Kok do not like it anyway nanyanya” Hayu thaws “Mama bother you guys huh?” he continued after catching there was a gaffe.
“No Ma” tukas Tita fast.
“Tiar! Tita it again hurts, you it can nahan no heck!” hayu's hand just floated off hitting her son's shoulder.
“No Ma, Tiar did not make Tita sick Kok” Tiar approached his wife, touched her slowly so as not to be surprised and carried her carefully to sit on the edge of the bed.
“Tiar again makes Tita yummy” he added again with his typical perverted whimper.
“Mas Tiar lied Ma” protests Tita while scowling.
Hayu just clucked and shook his head, it was fitting that both of them were like bolts met with nuts. The other one can't stand being teased.
Tiar's two hands locked Tita's body, leaning her so that the girl could not avoid him.
“Work first ya”
Tiar's eye tails glanced at Hayu who was busy arranging luggage to the bedside table.
Cup Cup Cup
The routine he did but this time ended in a seductive whisper that earned him a bonus fingerprints on the waist.
“It also has Ta”
…
Tita still wiggles her legs dangling by the side of the bed while chewing the food that Hayu feeds into her mouth.
“Ma, say thank you to Papa ya” sela Tita dikedagian eating
“Soal?”
“Papa became a regular donor at Bunda” orphanage
“Oh" Hayu let out a long sigh "To make up for the guilt, Papa Mama had intended not to continue the pregnancy Niar” said Hayu, clearly implied sadness there.
"Papa Mama was afraid Niar to be inferior and not ready with social sanctions, but the presence of Anya actually brought a positive impact on Niar's life. He becomes more mature, more responsible for changing his childish nature" said Hayu.
"Just like Tita brought a change for Tiar, Mama saw your husband become more mature. Thanks to you Tiar defeated his ego and made up with Niar. Thanks yeah"
“Mama...” Tita dropped her head on Hayu's shoulder.
"Mas Tiar is just prestige kok Ma, his mouth is the same irrelevant head contents so often make misunderstandings"
"Ehm, yes. Maybe that's what makes Tiar not get along with Papa. You're patient with your mother's son"
"We're happy?" Hayu stroked her daughter-in-law's thigh.
"Happy dong Ma, can a handsome husband fried impromptu" Tita chuckled at Tiar's words back then.
"More now feel like you have a complete family. Papa, Mama Niar and Anya" Tita's hands hugged Hayu's waist and spoiled in the arms.
The doctor's visit this time gave good news that Tita can go home tomorrow after the final X-ray results came out, allowed to remove armsling by providing movement restrictions that could make the injury worse. Doctors stressed not to miss a control schedule to monitor his recovery.
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