The sanctity of Love

100

Erfan and Hira are ready to attend Hardiyata's big family dinner. After dinner they gathered in the family room. Hardiyata announced the sole heir of his family was Erfan, before being taken care of by the lawyer.

All reap the pros and cons. Erfan just kept reading the situation there. Because Hardiyata's biological parents are dead. So his elder brother is Hardiyata's father.

"We just got to know Yata." His uncle Hardiyata smiled obliquely at Erfan. "Uncle isn't sure if he's really your real son."

"We've done a DNA test, Uncle." Hardiyata convinced his uncle that Erfan was his biological son. For several months together, his son never once discussed the issue of inheritance.

"It could be all engineering. His wife works in that hospital." The person Erfan should have called the grandfather smiled disdainfully. "It's easy that they do it to trick you" he added.

Erfan wasn't hurt because the inheritance wasn't his. He felt hurt because he was considered to be theatrical only for the sake of inheritance. It's not that low.

Hira gently rubbed Erfan's hand to give her calmness. She was afraid that her husband would be provoked by emotions now.

"We can do DNA testing in other hospitals if Uncle has any doubts." Said Hardiyata provide a solution so as not to split.

"Yes, we should do a DNA test again." Said Hardiyata's sister.

Erfan smiled cynically, "sorry, I don't need any property from your family." He said, "luck, baby, we're going home. Let my men take your car later." Erfan clasped his wife's hand from the family room.

"Darling, don't go, son." Prevent Btari from hugging her puranya tightly from behind. Erfan turned around, staring fixedly at Btari's teary eyes. He was always weak to see the weeping.

"I'm not going Mah, Mama can look for me anytime. I'll send you the address. Mama don't be sad." Erfan returned the embrace of the mother and then peeked long in the forehead. "Sorry, Erfan has to go home Mah, this is not my home."

"This is your house Erfan." Hardiyata exclaimed, Erfan responded with a smile.

"Let them go, too much drama." Said Uncle Hardiyata, Erfan laughed disdainfully and then went to the room to pick up his things.

Arriving at the car Hira just rubbed her husband's hand. Erfan's car quickly drove into his office. He had already bought a house, just had not told Hira. It was a surprise for the wedding present next month.

"Sweety." Erfan is struggling spoiled in his wife's arms. Hira understands her husband is in need of release. He nodded in response.

"Sick Sweety." Erfan still buried his face in the arms of his wife after a long night. "You didn't engineer that DNA test, did you, honey?" Erfan asked with a small laugh filled with wounds.

"I can't believe they're my real parents, Sweety. But doubt part of their family turns out to be painful. Especially being accused of theatrics, honey."

Hira simply rubbed Erfan's innocent back to channel the power.

"Sweety, your hand has a flow of his list. It's a shit." Erfan joked to get rid of the pain his heart felt. "I'm not considered papa. Just so you always accompany me here, dear."

"I'll always be with you, Bee. I'm not going to leave you again."

"Sweety I want to play squishy." Whimper Erfan while laughing again. Just like people who experience psychiatric disorders, intermittently laugh and grieve. Hira became concerned about her husband's situation.

"Yes." Yeah." Hira answered almost screaming because Erfan played it hard.

"Ih, why doesn't the water come out Sweety. I'm gonna drink from here." Hira tried to endure the torment of her own husband.

"I made some warm milk, Bee." Hira wants to end her suffering. The asset was already painful Erfan played with rough.

"I don't want to, I want this." The whine is spoiled, Hira just cleared her throat.

Hira long enough tormented until Erfan finally fell asleep after doing a perfect release. He rose up immediately wearing all his attributes. In the drawer Hira found a lot of sleeping pills.

"Sweety." Call Erfan, when you first open your eyes. Hira is not next to him, now it's only three o'clock.

"You woke up Bee?" Said Hira coming out of the bathroom.

"Aren't you okay, honey, last night?"

"You don't fuck me. You're not gonna be that innocent, Bee." Hira said with a smile and then lay back down.

"Not that, what do I mean by rude."

"A little rough." Hira gently caressed Erfan's firm jaw.

"Sorry, honey, I like to get out of control when the emotions come back." Erfan hugged his dear wife. "Stay with me Ra, no matter what. Don't ever stay with me again."

"Yes, let's go on, bobo." Bring Hira. They fell asleep again, giving each other warmth.

Even though the sun is shining brightly. Erfan refused to get out of his sleep. After the dawn prayers they fall back.

"If you can't gini dong, darling. They'll be happy to see you fucked up." Persuade Hira, pull her husband to take a bath back. He willingly devoured the husband for the sake of quickly having a baby.

"You're so sweet darling, from last night there was no repulsion, I take." Tempting Erfan after finishing his bath, he sat down in a dressing chair. Hira painstakingly dried her hair.

"Let's quickly have a baby, Bee." Hira answered with a smile. Erfan could see it from the mirror in front of him. "Thank you my most understanding wife."

Hira nodded, "you must be a great man, let our son be proud to have a great daddy." He encouraged Erfan. Hira did not want to see her husband sad because the family did not recognize. Because he was in that position.

Since her father married, Hira has rarely spoken from heart to heart with her father. They were already at a distance, even Hira as if not the father's biological child.

"Hopefully fill it up quickly, dear. You don't eat unhealthy food, Sweety." Erfan sat Hira at the dresser. Uncovering the wife's pajamas.

"Every time I look at these stitches I feel guilty. I wish it never happened. I even want to keep you out of the house if you get pregnant later. I'm honestly afraid that something like that will happen again." Hira combed her husband's hair with her fingers.

Hira understands the trauma that Erfan is experiencing. He listened enough and now he is listening. "We're learning to do better, Bee. Maybe we don't deserve to be parents so God takes our child. You like the process of making it." Temptation of the woman, so that her husband's grief is diverted.

"Like it, make opium darling. Now I can ask for it again."

"Eh, it can't be very well. Forgetting that." Hira protest is upset.

"Dear joke, but if you want. Hayoo, I'm not going to refuse." He said flirtatiously, Hira snorted annoyedly.

"Mending meal messages, Bee. Prospective mothers need a lot of intake and adequate rest. Don't keep getting beat up, there'll be pain."

"Siap, mother of my children." Erfan smiled amusedly, after ordering food he drowned his head in the stomach of the wife who was still sitting at the table.

"Fright stretcher, if 24 hours same you gini I will not be able to focus on Sweety's work." With a small puck.

"Your brains are too perverted, Bee. Wash it there using anti-stain detergent."

"You don't want to help, honey. Rinse all over to be clean. Whatever you do, I'll give it up." Erfan's temptation again, Hira moved from her seat.

Suffering from living in an office room. Can't run anywhere. Erfan was happier to be able to trap him at will.