The Twins Pursue Love

Climbing

The POV Wiena

My body seemed to float as he lifted me up. Very slowly, he put me on the bed. His body looked down at me making my heart beat unapologetically. Those eyes are so shady full of love. I was drowning in his great love. Especially what I expected. This kind of man, loves me this big. What else could prevent me from giving my heart. Although there is still the name Bagas there, but slowly I will scrape it. I will change the name of Huda, my husband.

"You sure?There's still a chance if you want to change your mind." she whispered softly. This man is still thinking about my feelings when his desires have demanded distribution. Is there anything better than him? If there was, would I ever be able to get it if I wasted this guy right now.

"I'm sure." I replied to him. Not just to him but to myself. Yeah, I'm sure. I'm sure we're perfecting our marriage. I believe in giving up her rights as a husband and doing my duty as a wife.

He closed his eyes in prayer and lowered his head and kissed me. My body shook exactly as it did when he blew my crown. At once the hairs on my body brushed. And my stomach, like someone's dancing there.

He got up and took the blanket. Then he covered me.

"Why?" I spontaneously asked. I wonder why it covers my body. Shouldn't he take off everything that covers me and not cover it with a blanket.

He just smiled. Then he went into the blanket. His hand moved and I could see it coming out of the blanket with a glove. My heart thumped when I found out that he had taken off the glove he had been wearing since. He threw the box cloth over the top of my face on the prayer mat lying on the floor some distance from my bed.

I gripped the blanket when I saw her tilting her body at me.

"Again I ask, are you sure you're ready?" whispered. This time his voice sounded dull. I'm really nervous. There was fear and shame that made me doubt. Am I ready?

She's staring. Our eyes clashed with each other. Slowly she moved her index finger down my face.

"You know, if you're really ready then from tonight these two eyebrows are mine." His forefinger painted on my eyebrows.

"Both eyes, too."

He drew his face closer and kissed my two eyes

"This eye cannot see another man but me." he continued his words.

"None of this nose."

The tip of my nose did not escape his kiss.

"And to these two lips. Never mention a man's name other than mine." His fingers touched my two lips and his eyes stared in the same direction.

He then approached and gently his lips began to rule over mine. Soft very soft. Every touch was so gentle and pampered me.

I closed my eyes pervading every beautiful thing he created while constantly trying to carve his name in my heart.

"Can?!" said it.

"What?!" i'm rattled.

"Aren't you gonna bite me again?"

Blushes

I felt my face heat up. He asked permission to touch my chest because the last time he touched it I reflexively bit his lip in shock.

But this time no, I won't bite him. I put my hand up and put it on her cheek. I gently caress her slightly rough cheeks by the newly cleaned sideburns.

I gulped, calming my heart down before saying, "I'm yours. Everything in my body, you deserve it."

I looked at his face. I saw her eyes sparkling and a thin but very sweet smile imprinted on her thin lips.

"I won't be sad anymore."

He again grabbed my lips after saying that sentence. And sure enough, he not only spoke but proved his words. His hands started guerrillaizing all over my body making me tremble, bristling, pounding even unconsciously my lips started to let out a spoiled sound. I clenched my mouth, ashamed.

"Don't get arrested" he whispered. He then restrains me. His hand fixed the blanket to cover both of us. The same hand, began to pull the knot of the rope of the nightgown that was on my shoulder.

tap

The left rope is gone. He then pulled the right one until the knot of the rope broke loose. My face is back heating up. I closed my eyes as the hand slowly pulled down the red color that protected my body.

My eyes are tightening. I bit my lower lip to hold the spoiled voice out when he started playing with the part that was now open and clearly plastered in front of him. His tongue was very soft and warm sweeping and circling the roundabout of the ping.

"Ah." I finally couldn't hold it back when I felt something was pulling the pink end.

"Take it off. I'm glad to hear it." he whispered and then turned back to clenching my lips. His hands are still twirling and occasionally cupping and squeezing, making me really drift in his game. It erodes all my shadows that had doubted it. He's very pious, I think, he'll be very boring. But who would have thought, he was very good at pampering me. The treatment was so intense and full of feelings. He really knows how to make me float.

"That!" I cried when I felt his hand move.

"Why? You said everything was mine, right??" He smiles.

"But what?"

Why can he still talk so quietly when I'm in a corner like this.

"I.i.want.." I could no longer speak when a wave seemed to hit making me again have to spell the letters a and h with the effect.

He moved his hand again. I felt something escape from both my legs. He pulled it. Then he crept up.

I opened my eyes and saw his face right above me.

"Looks like you're ready, I'll start. It will hurt, but believe me, I didn't mean to hurt you. But it has to be this at first" he said. His voice returned.

He stroked my cheek and then back to his lips. Down there, something was trying to get into me. Tonight will be my last night as a girl. Tonight I will truly be the wife of a handsome, pious man named Huda. Good bye to bujang. Good bye to my crown. Goodbye, Bagas.

"Hold yes. I'll slow down." whispered again. Apparently he was worried about making me sick.

He pushed back trying to get in.

I screamed, my reflexes pulling anything I could.

"My ears!" the screech surprised me.

God, I've pulled both ears out loud.

"Ma.sorry." I let go of my hand.

Why doesn't it hurt anymore, has he done it. It's so fast. So it's just like this.

"A.what's done."

He looked at me and shook his head. "Yet. My first attack failed. The defense is too hard to penetrate."

The answer confused me. Wasn't that painful, but why was it still not penetrated.

"I'll try again. Another grip yes, not my ears. Could you deafen me later."

I bit my lower lip. Shame and pity. It must have hurt a lot when I pulled it hard earlier.

He tried to attack again as he said.

My hand reached out looking for what I could hold but found nothing until a palm grabbed my hand.

I let out a shriek as his attack began to be able to break through the thin barrier and continue to squeeze in. He immediately silenced me with his lips. He didn't make any moves.

"Still sick?I'm sorry." he said and then kissed my tears.

"I'm fine." I tried to smile even though the part was sore and full. He kissed again and his body began to move in a regular rhythm. He kept his promise to do it slowly and gently. For a long time I was able to adjust and now my body wants more.

I stroked his chest and mimicked what he was doing. Playing round chocolate. Unexpectedly, my actions made him groan.

"You like it?"

He nodded still while moving. Because he said he liked it, I continued. Not only with my hands, but with my lips.

He returned to his voice and the rhythm of his movements grew faster.

Now I'm overwhelmed. I felt the waves coming again.

He can read what I think. He increased his rhythm and we ended up together.

My body's limp. He mumbled softly.

Allahumma aj'alnuthfatanaa dzurriyyatan thayyibah,”

I'm avenging him."Barokallahufikum." Then I pecked his sweaty forehead.

He responded by doing the same.

"Thank you my wife. Now rest, because later we will climb again" he said, blinking his eyes.

My God, in an instant my husband turned flirtatious.

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