Waiting for Love for Me

83 ROMANTIC MEMORIES

Alila prepares the suitcase that Dimas will take out of town. She began styling some work clothes and also casual clothes belonging to her husband. Not to forget also underwear and toiletries, everything is neatly arranged in a medium-sized suitcase in dark blue.

Quietly, Alila also inserted one of her brightly-made sleepwear between the pile of dressing clothes for Dimas. She smiled ashamedly herself realizing her strange behavior. He even tucked his underwear inside the red nightclothes.

"I..." There was a heavy sound typical of her husband, making Alila rush to tidy up the pile of clothes in the suitcase and immediately button the safety rope on the inside then close the suitcase and lock the lock.

"Yes, Dim?"

He saw Dimas who had just finished bathing, walking towards him while drying his hair with a towel that was still coiled around his neck. She was only wearing shorts, while Alila's prepared t-shirt was still left on the bed.

Arriving at the bedside, Dimas did not immediately take his t-shirt. He put a towel on the chair, then stood docked behind Alila and hugged the body he always wanted to touch.

A body that always makes him comfortable when hugging him lovingly, a body that always makes him long to touch him when they are far away. And tomorrow, he will really miss the body of his wife who is also completely his.

"Is everything ready, Al?" Dimas put his chin on Alila's shoulder with small kisses around it.

"It has. Just clothes and toiletries, right? What else is it?" Alila asked as she turned her face to the side and gave a warm kiss on her husband's delicate cheek.

"You. If I can, I'd like to take you with me, baby..."

Dimas replies to Alila's kiss with a longer kiss on that ripe cheek. Then continued down the neck of the smooth white level belonging to his favorite woman.

"I'm gonna miss all this..." The hand that wrapped around Alila's waist had moved creeping up little by little to touch the sensitive part on Alila's chest and make the owner squirm spoiled.

Alila turned her body around to face Dimas who was already re-hugging his waist. His body was faced with a body that was still plain without the shirt.

A pair of beautiful eyes were stunned to look at the charming face that looks fresh with the splashes of water from her hair that is still half wet and scrambled.

Droplets of water from his head fell down to wet some parts of his body, displaying its own charm for Alila who looked at him.

Slowly the tip of her fingers began to touch the chest of the field which always made her comfortable whenever leaning on it. He kept moving his fingers making abstract patterned paintings that made the owner tickle favorably.

Occasionally his touch down more down, playing around in the abdomen that looks flat without fat, with the appearance of muscular stocky in the form of boxes.

In his heart Alila continued to praise and admire the beautiful scenery in front of his eyes that always teased his desire to do something he had missed, or rather they both missed him, because it has been some time they have to hold it because of Alila's condition.

"What are you thinking, Al?" Dimas asked as he looked at the different eyes of his wife. A look that began to dim and nailed to a single point on the lower part of his body.

"Just like you think..." Alila raised her face, looking at the pair of sharp eyes that had also been seen by the cheeky.

The husband and wife nailed each other's eyes, throwing smiles at each other to calm the mixed feelings in their hearts.

"I will nurture a longing that is piled up and will continue to wait until I come home and give up all my longing for you." Said Dimas in a raucous voice.

"And I will faithfully wait for you until the time comes for you to come back with me and give me the warmth of the love we both crave..." Alila answered with all hope and confidence in her heart.

Alila lowered her face again, staring at Dimas' body which was still her main concern at this moment. She wanted to satisfy herself with what was plastered before her, because tomorrow she had to start holding back from being separated from her husband.

For Alila, everything in Dimas is the perfect beauty created for her, which is now completely hers, without her wanting to share it with anyone. Dimas is his, only his, forever.

"Let's enjoy the rest of the day happily, Al. No sadness and tears. We create the best memories to keep in our hearts, so we can remember them with smiles when we miss each other in different places..."

Dimas cut the distance between his body and Alila's. Both of her hands coiled tighter and tighter around her waist, while Alila's hands had moved around her husband's sturdy neck.

"Give me the most beautiful memories that will always remind me that you only love me. Give me the most romantic memories that will always convince me that you are mine..." Alila entrusts herself to Dimas, to her beloved husband.

Dimas smiled at Alila's words that sounded so beautiful and so seductive. Kissing the wife's forehead with all the love that is soaring high in her heart.

He began to get carried away by the sweet and romantic atmosphere created in their private room. The room is always a faithful witness to the creation of a passionate romance story that always warms the room at all times.

"Whatever you ask, baby. I'll do all I can to make you happy with me. I'll give you everything I have for you to have..."

"I love you, Alyakah. I love you so much, my beloved woman. I have always loved you, the owner of my heart. I love you, only you, only you..."

Dimas stroked Alila's beautifully unraveled jet-black hair, then gave a kiss of affection on the top of her head with a heart that began to tremble with the beautiful rhythm that accompanied her.

"I'm sorry that I haven't been able to serve you fully, Dim." Unfortunately Alila because at a time like this she can not give herself completely to the husband.

"Whatever your circumstances, you always satisfy me, Al. If it can't be now, then when I come back, make sure you'll replace it by giving me all the pleasure to feel together..." Dimas replied with a meaningful smile.

"I can't wait for that moment to come, Dim. I want you too, I want you so much..."

"I love you, baby..." Alila's whisper in the husband's ear.

For the second time Alila called Dimas with a call of affection. And this time without her asking, Alila said it herself with complete honesty, making the man's heart grow in happiness immeasurably.

Furthermore, no more words came out from their lips that had fused so deeply. There is only the sound of love that sighed passionately, leading the two to continue to enjoy each other and satisfy each other, even though they could not reach the peak of pleasure as they should.

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