WEDDING (Not Just) IN BED

BETWEEN STRUGGLING WITH ROMANCE AND ANGER

"Yaw! Brother Rahman!"

"Hm..."

Mira called her husband's name from inside the room. Making Rahman also move from the sofa, enter the room approaching Mira.

Rahman accepted 'happiness' that night half-heartedly. Enjoying the beauty of halal relations with his beloved wife who usually very much he waited for, but now it feels somehow bland.

Though that night Mira looks more aggressive and often provoke him to do pleasures that he once greatly admired from his wife.

Mira's neckline, the fine hairs that grow under her neck, her smooth skin, her ripe d*danya fruit with a slightly brownish pink put*ng around her area, always making a beer's lust*hinya rising and sticking up again and again.

Mira offers her lovely payud*ra to dihis*p Rahman. I don't know, tonight she's so sweet charming in teasing her husband. His hand pulled Rahman's fingers by helping him rub his sensitive area. Making Rahman back to his wife*ng to give more pleasure to her.

"Who...I love you!" whisper to Mira.

"I love you! I want you to know how much I've always thought of you, Mira!"

"Aah... I know brother! I also love brother ...aaaah, ah..ya brother... aduuuh...oh aah yaa, big sister sinter iiih aaauw ah...."

That night Mira's sigh makes Rahman back tempestuous.

Mira knew how to suppress the bad thoughts that had been floating in Rahman's head. That night they passed the game twice because Mira was already seen bathed in sweat and was rubbed weak helpless.

"Hehehe.. sorry brother! Knees limp!" his murmur made Rahman also spread his body beside Mira. Also full of sweat.

"I want to have a child, baby! I want to feel the joy of being a father!" it makes Mira quiet.

"Mira... Have you slept, have you?" said Rahman again, with his head turned towards Mira's face.

"I'm not ready yet!"

"Therefore, you have the initiative to delay pregnancy by injecting KB without talking to me before we get married?"

Deg.

Mira again fell silent to Rahman's words. It sounded heart-pounding, albeit with a soft and mundane tone of Rahman's voice.

"You want to marry me first. What purpose? Can I have your answer?"

"Son't you know, I've loved you since I was a kid."

"Yes. But why after we plan to get married, then you make the decision to inject KB? Wh why? Don't want to have children? Or... You have other plans, Mira?"

"Sister...."

"I told you, let's discuss before we move on. And I won't be mad at Mira, no matter what the reason! Even if Mira wants a divorce..... I will definitely give it!"

"Sister!!!! You could say that to me!!!"

Mira got up and shouted. Now his breath is no longer hunting because of lust. But because of her emotions that arise as a result of the relaxed words of her husband.

"Why do you always say divorce, divorce? Is it precisely the sister who was bored with Mira until for this reason it was to divorce Mira?"

"It's not Mira! Brother actually gave all the decisions in the hands of Mira! Brother never wanted a divorce between us! But when you see Mira herself, you notice every step that Mira takes!"

"Son is the head of the household! Big brother should also be self-conscious, big brother is lacking a lot as well. It's not just Mira who always makes mistakes!"

"Yes Mira! I realized I had a lot of flaws! I chose silence much more than to reveal my past stories all in detail, because I thought it was just a bitter and bitter past, which I don't want to remember anymore! And I'm self-conscious too, Mira! I'm not accusing you of much wrong. Have you ever heard me talk like that?"

"But that was it, brother's words seemed to corner me. Makes me a suspect who has taken the wrong steps!"

"Okay fine, I'm sorry! Sorry, I might be impressed to corner Mira! But I just want to ask, what is Mira's dream in a household? Whahuh? We get married, then what should we be and how to be happy?"

"Yeah, kakaaaak! Hik hik hiks... The brother who should have led Mira to be happy. Not only now it even makes Mira confused! Huuhuhuuuu huaaa!"

"I lead you, remind you always. But you, as if you know better and consider me a husband who is not good at taking care of anything. That's your view on me, isn't it?"

Hhhh....

Rahman took a deep breath. His wife was crying in a blanket. Still with a nude body*il he also got up from bed. Pulling the towel is held hanger, enter the bathroom to reduce the heat on his head.

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