
Kenan never messes with his words. One week he really used it as best he could, to take care of all the wedding files.
Now come on the anticipated day. The wedding was held in the Arka residence with a simple. Only attended by the closest people, of course, at the request of Anastasya who refused the existence of a luxury party. It was a simple and sacred marriage that the girl wanted.
"How are the witnesses?" said the ruler who still shook Kenan's hand as a groom after saying kabul ijab with a breath.
"Well," answered several witnesses in a loud voice.
"Alhamdulillah." Praise and gratitude are given from all close families who witnessed the sacred process.
Meanwhile, from the direction of the stairs, appeared a white girl who looked very beautiful and graceful. Who else if not Anastasya, the bride. He walked down the stairs with a hand in his hand by the aunt who seemed to be smiling happily.
Ken raised his gaze, until a pair of neutrals caught a beautiful face that was now legitimately his wife.
Anastasya who was half-subdued embarrassed also landed a body on the side of her husband. Ken smiled gently, and began to open a red box with a heart shape, where there was a pair of wedding rings stored inside.
Anastasya stretched out her lentic fingers. Ken also put a diamond ring on his wife's ring finger. And vice versa, until a happy smile is clearly printed on the face of the newlyweds.
Anastasya quickly grabbed the husband's big hand, then kissed the back of his hand. Ken Pung gently rubbed his wife's shoulders and kissed her forehead while closing her net. So enjoy and feel it.
All the witnesses were hypnotized and lulled. A aura of happiness seemed to envelop the entire house. Until the sacred event runs hikmad and smoothly without obstacles.
After the kabul ijab event, Kenan asked several photographers to capture their images with close family. Ken himself, who already has no parents, can only rely on Sumi as someone who has an important influence on his life. Either when the man feels successful, or falls down.
While Anastasya, holding his uncle, aunt and several nephews. All looked happy, although occasionally Anastasya seemed to drip a clear circle in the corner of the net.
It was their decision to embrace the future. However, when the new sheet begins to be stepped on, sometimes the shadows of the mass also greet.
Anastasya must have remembered Arka and his son, Abigail. Likewise Kenan who certainly has not been able to forget Almarhumah wife and also her daughter. But this is the phase of life. Where there is one closed road, there will definitely be another open road. They should be able to step up, grip each other tightly. To lead a better life.
After the photo session, all guests seemed to enjoy various snacks that had been prepared by the owner of the house. No exception a pair of newlyweds who join to fill a hungry stomach.
Maybe this marriage is not the first for both, but the anxiety and nervousness must be there. From yesterday the two were indeed separated and asked not to meet despite being in the same house. Both are not good to eat or drink, due to nervousness that spontaneously eliminates the appetite of both.
"Slow down, you can choke on eating like that, baby." Ken wiped the corner of Anastasya's lips slightly exposed to the sauce with his thumb. The girl smiled shyly, then looked down.
Ken looked at Anastasya fixedly for a while. He still did not think that the accidental meeting actually led him to a marriage relationship with one of his close friend's employees.
Anastasiah was a widow. But if you pay attention to detail, the girl looks like a college boy who is still cute and fresh. His posture was not at all visible as ever pregnant or giving birth. His body is still tight and slim like a model, which is able to outwit anyone.
"Rest if you're tired. After the show's over, I'll catch up with you."
Anastasya. He looks tired already. Moreover, some guests have begun to flee the house considering that all the procession has been passed.
"Remember, our room is upstairs." A pair of Ken netra glanced towards the second floor of his room. Where the bridal chamber he had prepared there.
Anastasya nodded while bowing in embarrassment. Without a word, he left Ken for the upper floors to rest.
*****
Once the door of the room opened, something that captured Anastasya's sense of sight was a spacious bed with ivory white sheets with thousands of rose petals that formed the symbol of love there. Honestly, all that makes Anastasya creeps.
'First night' He had never felt it. As an adult woman, of course she knows the activities of the newlyweds on the first night of the wedding.
Anastasya closed the door tightly. He refused to sit on the bed and instead landed his body on a long sofa in the room.
The shadow of the masalalu imagined. At the time of her virginity frowned, she did it with Rangga. It was also due to the influence of alcohol that made both of them perform unconsciously.
The girl doesn't know exactly what happened. Clearly, the two only did once and apparently became a growing fetus in Anastasya's womb.
At the time of marriage with Arka, there is no first night term on the newlyweds as usual. Arka looks evasive and reluctant to touch it. I don't know why. Could it be because Anastasya's stomach has begun to grow to make the man uncomfortable, or could not bear if he had to fuck his best friend's lover himself, even though they have legally become a married couple. Other than Arka, no one knows the answer.
The girl breathed deeply.
"It's Anastasya. It's all over, and now you have a new life."
Anastasya hurried to get up. He undressed and went to the bathroom to clean himself.
The spacious bathroom with warm water made his mind calm again. For a long time he cleaned himself, after feeling his body refreshed, he pulled the bath pyjamas, and came out of the bathroom with a small towel to dry his long mane.
"Well, why aren't there any clothes?" Anastasya asked himself. Until he remembered if indeed he had not had time to move his clothes one piece to this room.
god, why am I so stupid. There's no way I'm going down with this look, while downstairs there might still be guests.
Anastasya rubbed her face half in frustration, until a pair of big hands grabbed her slender waist and made the girl flinch.
He was about to take off the hook, but it was too strong.
"What are you looking for, baby?" The voice greeted the sense of hearing. Even Ken purposely put his lips right in Anastasya's ears. Makes the girl shiver.
"I-that's it, anu, I'm looking for clothes." The existence of Kenan did not stop making Anastasya wrong behavior.
"dress? Wh-wh-what for? Isn't it for tonight, you don't need it" teased Ken as she bit Anastasya's small, flushed ears.
What is. Why can't I get dressed
"But tonight is so cold, what if I don't get dressed?" Anastasya is insensitive.
"Don't worry. I could be your heart's blanket all night."
Ken quickly flipped Anastasya's body to face him. He also took off his suit and tie to leave a white shirt.
In his view stick to the face of the beautiful wife even after bathing. The long, wet mane adds a sexy impression, plus those tiny, ripe lips. Hah made Ken unable to linger, and immediately grabbed the adorable sweet object.
In the beginning, the kiss was so soft, that Ken who had been carried away with lust was like controlling Anastasya's lips. Kiss her deeply and obscure the entire contents of the woman's oral cavity which is now hers.
The kiss was stopped when Anastasya slapped Ken's chest, a sign that the girl was out of breath. Ken appreciated thin when he saw the wife flutter with lips began to swell due to his satisfaction.
"Darling, I want to do it. Will you serve me?" When asked Ken had started to take off the clasp and also his shirt.
Anastasya just swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. Know what her husband means. He made the girl nod without answering.
Ken, who had been driven by lust, quickly carried Anastasya's body and laid it carefully on the thousands of rose petals scattered on the bed.
With one pull, Anastasya's bath pajamas open. The girl was wide-eyed as her assets began to appear in front of her husband. The girl was embarrassed and reflexively closed it with her hands, but Ken prevented it first.
"Let it be like this, I want to enjoy it. Aren't we halal?"
Ken's words made Anastasya stunned. True too, her self and body are now the property of her husband.
Ken's index finger began to spread across Anastasya's neck and the entire body surface. Creates an amused sensation and makes the girl vibrate resisting the turmoil of taste.
After the hand, now Ken's lips are in action. Kissing the neck even occasionally biting small to make the girl in his cage jerked.
Covered by the same turmoil, Anastasya unknowingly unbuttoned Ken's shirt and took it off. So even the material pants are thrown just like that, leaving only boxers. Not to be outdone, Ken pulled over and threw away the only barrier cloth attached to the wife's body. Until the girl below him was now plain without a thread.
Ken grabbed Anastasya's body tightly and gave the girl a touch that made her comfortable before the process of unification. A faint sigh rang out from Anastasya's tiny lips. Ken gets more excited to race to find a point of enjoyment towards nirvana.
Ken was surprised by the narrow crown of his wife. But he knew that Anastasya had given birth.
"You're so narrow, baby," said Ken on the sidelines of the union and the sense of pleasure.
Anastasya could certainly hear it even though he was lulled by the man's game on it.
Sure oes. I only did it once with Rangga. Abigail gave birth to Abigail through a lice operation and not the birth canal. So it is only natural that my crown is still narrow.
Ken doesn't know the time and keeps racing. While Anastasya made overwhelmed and unable to keep up with the game. I don't know how many times the release occurred, until Ken's large body collapsed beside Anastasya who was already helpless.
"Thank you dear. I love you." Ken kissed the top of Anastasya's head, hugged her tightly before falling asleep with his breath.
Anastasya who was half unconscious had a glance towards the handsome man beside her. It was only this night that he could feel the beauty of the wedding night as every woman's dream.
Loved, loved, given and received.
Seriate...
Sorry yes, Brother Autor makes a little hot. Considering this is the real first night moment for Anastasya😆😆😄