The Winged Angel

27. Locked

Love is a word.

But love is not enough to be just a word.

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"Open your clothes, baby!" she said as soon as I saw me coming out of the bathroom toilet.

"What?" My eyes widen.

To the point once this guy.

Henry was standing right in front of the toilet door, as if purposely waiting for me to come out. I just cleaned myself up to get some sleep.

The man with the title of my husband approached. Without consent, Henry's fingers removed my pajamas. My eyes were getting shocked.

He is my husband. But, I will need the process of adjusting to be his wife. The memory of my relationship with him is still blurry. Honestly very uncomfortable if stripped suddenly like this.

"You're sexy," she muttered with a sad look. My piyama was then jerked to fall to the floor.

Yes, it is sexy. Only a thin bra is attached.

I was shocked by his treatment. Both hands crossed close the chest. I don't know... Why did I become like a virgin girl like this?

"Akh!" I'm suffocating. Haven't thought yet. Henry lifted my body up on the bed.

He makes me nervous.

"You will feel comfortable after this," he hissed as he put my body down.

Henry took off the shirt he was wearing in front of me. The chest of the field with his muscle bulge was clearly emblazoned. I stared at him while swallowing. She looks manly.

Henry's hand now began to release the gasper. That handsome face was smiling pervertly. Her thin lips deliberately made a gesture as if she wanted to give me a kiss.

Immediately I turned my body tilted, so as not to witness again his behavior. Bedegub. The blood supply in the body feels like it is flowing. Did he want us to do another deed while in the boarding room at that time?

The bed moves. He arranged his body position beside me. I still hold on to not turn my back on him. The heart rate is growing craze.

"Do you prefer a position like this?" tanyanya while rubbing my back that has been plain.

"Po-position ... what position?" I asked back with a stutter.

"Position that makes you comfortable." His fingers were running over my neck.

"Hm ...." I'm still trying to digest what he means.

"Ready, Honey! Close eyes! Enjoyed touch!" whisper it right in the ear. Ending the blow to my ear hole. His body shuddered amusedly made it.

"D-well," I said slowly.

Oh my God .. Why am I so tense?

I close my eyes. He's my husband. There's no way I'm going to refuse her. Is not it the duty of a wife to serve the desire of the husband.

"Please!" her word.

Getdown? What's he gonna do?

"Come, Honey! I want to show you my skills."

Holy hooch! Is this what having a husband is like? Many want.

Though I doubt I obey the orders of my husband.

Oops! My bracku hook is now released. His hands moved to my waist.

A sreeek! One pull of my body was completely made plain by her.

Huuuft .. I squinted my eyes. Both hands squeezing the end of the pillow. Preparing mentally.

"Don't tense! Make your body as relaxed as possible, baby!"

"Hum ...," I muttered.

My smell caught a distinctive scent that felt familiar. Nose sniffing. What's this smell? Not Henry's perfume. The skin on my back felt Henry's hand rub liquid. Like ... telon oil?

"Where, honey? Yummy?" tanyakanya.

What the? He was massaging my back?

"I have a gynecologist friend. He said the psychological pregnant woman was very influential for the baby. I want to relax you, Non. So that you sleep well tonight," said my husband while doing a gentle massage on the muscles of my back.

Hais!! If only want to massage doang. Why wear all those perverted faces?

Henryyyy!!!

I let out a rough breath.

"This loving massage will be felt by our baby candidates, Non," he added. "Honey .. How quiet was that?"

"Darling ...." His face looked down at my face that was attached to the pillow.

I'm not flinching. This husband gini very pehape wife. Hhhh .. make deg-degan yes.

"Sleep .. My massage is just beginning. You want me to massage your legs later, too." Henry still speaks for himself.

Hmm .. Henry's massage was really good. The warm palm kept moving on my back. His eyes are sleepy.

"Your skin is so smooth, dear." I feel a kiss on the shoulder. "But you must be tired by now. I don't want to bother you."

I don't know what Henry meant to say. My eyelids are getting heavier. I'm getting late. Maybe it'll snore soon.

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My eyes blinked. After the morning prayers I fell asleep again. Could this be the effect of pregnancy? Or the effect of the loving massage Henry gave you last night. Bawah so sleepy continue.

"Hoaaam." I pat the mouth that still wants to yawn.

I don't want to be a lazy pregnant woman. Henry's been out of the house since dawn. He said the dawn prayers in the mosque are more enjoyable. No more talking friends made me fall asleep.

The clock on the wall pointed at half-time seven in the morning. Curse remote air conditioning. Pressing the off button. This cold temperature can make me reluctant to get out of bed.

My balcony door is wide open. The cold morning air came in. Henry hasn't come back yet. Where's she?

The backyard looks beautiful. There is a garden just below the balcony of the room. Many roses bloomed there. In the middle of the yard, there appears a pool with water radiating. There is another building in the backyard. Probably garage. I haven't been able to explore this house again.

I'd better get downstairs. Remembering the atmosphere of this house. We were not married six months ago. It means I've lived here long enough.

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"Morning, Non-Niken." A middle-aged woman greeted me as soon as I went down the stairs.

"Morning, Buk Min" I said. Last night I met him.

"Den Henry just ordered. If Non-Niken wants breakfast, go first. Aden Henry still sports in the backyard."

"Ooh .. yes. I'm not hungry yet. Later have breakfast together."

"God, Non. Pregnant women's milk has been made on the dining table. Still anget," he said again.

Pregnant mother's milk. When did Henry buy it? My forehead.

"Yes. I'll have a drink, Buk."

"God. Excuse me, Non. Wanna do the other one."

"Please!"

The woman slightly bowed before moving away from me. I'm approaching the dining table. Sipping a glass of warm milk. It feels a little weird. Kinda fishy. Not like the milk I used to drink. It's okay for baby. What matters is healthy.

A glass of warm milk is enough to fill me up. I want to walk to the yard. Want to know what kind of sports the husband is doing. His body now looks solid. Much different from his tall body.

"Morning, Non-Niken." Now Mr. Min is greeting me. He was taking care of the plants in the backyard.

"Morning, Mr. Min," I said. "So my mom sleeps where it's night?" aska I want to know.

Mr. Min scratched his head.

"And in the back house, Non," he said confusedly. He probably forgot I was having amnesia.

"Ooh." I grimaced.

I'd better explore our own home. I hope that all my memories come back.

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I kept both feet through the backyard. The pool I saw from the balcony was quite large. Many koy fish with beautiful patterns swim dancing in the water. The gurgling sound of water radiating upwards adds to the comfortable atmosphere of the garden.

I was curious about the large enough building that was in the back yard. It is a concrete building that is partially closed iron roling door. Could this be a car garage?

There is another road to the back. Very large area of this house. From the front is only a house in sight.

"Byah!!"

"Aargh!!

The sound of screaming rang out from the back of the building. I stopped the step. Fostering hearing.

"Hit ... slam!!" A voice again.

My eyes were stunned with a gaping mouth. Henry I saw me wrestling each other with a big, half-bald-haired man. Many other men with a sanguar-looking appearance stood around. They just look without breaking up. The big tattooed man attacked Henry. Henry's body kept being sewn. My husband's bones could be broken by him.

"Yahoo!!" I screamed hysterically.

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