White Eagle Sang Praja Bekti, Aksa Gavin Praja Bekti

Knitting love

It was late when Kara entered her room with Hanum.

After the family conversation was over, Hanum was immediately dragged gently by her husband to go to his contest.

The goal is only one, releasing something that has thrashed full of urgency.

Although Kara's eyes were so flat, it did not stop making Hanum then feel the feeling that her husband was wanting her.

It used to.......

Once upon a time, nine years ago even Kara had thus clearly rejected her presence, remained firm in her stance, and rejected Hanum and said resolutely arrogantly.

But now.....

Kara slowly softens, her words and attitude, have been a bit more humane than when Hanum first touched Kara on their tension-filled bridal night.

It used to be.

And now is now.

Hanum no longer wanted to remember the past. What is clear, the meeting and the union of Kara with herself, is clearly not too heavy in terms of obstacles.

Apparently, God was kind by uniting them in an easy way.

They sat on the bed, next to each other and drowned in a long silence without end.

Hanum thus recalled that conquering her husband was not as difficult as she had imagined. Only, what feels difficult for Hanum is, when he discovers that an Azkara has an obsession with revenge, against the woman of his past and the family of Hanum's past who killed your father, Darrel Jafferson.

In addition to her obsession with revenge, Kara also seems to have ambitions to destroy each other.

Could it be......?

Could it be that Hanum will be able to slowly pull her husband from the valley of vengeance, towards a better life and look more human?

"What are you thinking, Hanum?".

Hanum reflexively looked at her husband, smiled a sweet smile and shook her head.

Kara stood leaning against the door, folding both her hands in front of her chest. Stand haughty and show the sturdiness of his chest and arms.

Really, Hanum is getting fascinated with her husband all the time.

"Nothing, mas?".

"You.your sweet lips may be a whisper lying to me, but not to your eyes".

Kara spoke in a flat tone.

Realizing this, Hanum suddenly misbehaved.

"I just. somehow, God destined me to be with you.

Although I got a lot of rejection from you from the beginning we met".

Hanum said what it was.

There were no lies in his eyes, only honesty, the sense of what he had.

"I'm expensive, Hanum.

It's not easy to get me, it's not easy to get my love.

If I may suggest.....

Don't ever betray me".

Hanum bit his lower lip, biting it,

"Lantas, what if in the future, you betrayed me?".

"Then take care and take care of yourself so that I will never get bored of you to make me turn away from you".

Kara said what it is. His heart was too frozen when he received Dita's treatment first.

But with Hanum, I don't know what his wife did, to make kara like that can melt the ice of his heart.

The warmth slowly emerged, running every corner of the heart and soul of an Azkara.

"certain".

Hanum could only say that.

As a woman from the lower class since childhood, Hanum realized that it was not easy to get the heart and soul of a complete Azkara.

So, if now Kara has actually opened her heart to Hanum, then only by keeping Kara's heart can Hanum do.

"By the way, I want you to work hard tonight, Hanum.

I want to satisfy myself and immediately contain my seed.".

Kara smiled a little.

Although she cannot love Hanum completely, Kara will still try to open her heart.

With Hanum, Kara wanted to treat her heart wound.

So without waiting for Hanum's answer, Kara with a lightning motion grabbed Hanum's body, scooping his wife's lips that were so intoxicating to him. Sip it slowly with full feeling, channeling the taste through friendly but demanding fondness.

The two of them, combining love and meeting each other's primitive needs, demanded to satisfy each other, immersing themselves in a dimension they had created for themselves.

For Kara......

Slowly but surely, Kara is so easily tempted even if just looking at his wife. It seemed, god had destined them to be united, with no time limit.

Kara's hand slowly infiltrated into the clothes Hanum was wearing. Guerrilla climbed every inch of his wife's body, and completed the desire by making love without stopping.

Another Kara another Arlan.

In a room not far from them, Alma stood awkwardly after she entered the bathroom.

In bed, Arlan was playing his cell phone. The tail of Arlan's eyes glanced at Alma who stood wrongly.

He deliberately let Alma be in the scope of awkwardness that he made himself.

Arlan......

Arlan was very conscious.

"Why keep standing there?

You don't want to sleep, my wife?".

Arlan smiled faintly. He deliberately teased Alma all out when the two of them were like this.

Arlan........

Perhaps by acting this way he could approach Alma slowly.

Arlan also believes, there is no way he should expect the return of Dian in his arms back.

Dian's gone.

And Arlan certainly doubted the love that Dian had once echoed to the world.

"Well.me...emm..none".

Alma desperately held herself back from looking awkward. Unfortunately, Arlan is a handsome guy and also.....

Pretty smart.

"Come sit next to me?

Wasn't it after marriage, for two nights you slept next to me and I've never been rude to you?".

"I yes...

emmm but... but, if Mas Arlan asked for the right of the mas to me, I. I did not. I would not".

Nervously, Alma voiced her heart, albeit in a nervous and stammered voice.

Arlan was certainly surprised by his wife's confession.

However, shortly thereafter......

Arlan smiled triumphantly. He wanted to tease Alma.

"Alright, get closer here....

And I'll pounce on you right now.

You can't wait to make love to me?".

A red hue was clearly visible on Alma's cheeks.

Alma was ashamed of being half dead.

"Mom.not so. I.. I can not wait to ber... emmm fuck with mas Arlan....

Just.....".

"Of course, don't discuss. It's almost late at night, don't you want to sleep with me?"

"Mm maa..mau".

With a slow step, he approached towards the bed. Sit himself down and grab a blanket to cover himself to the neck with a tilted position back to Arlan.

Without warning, Arlan also spread his body and sucked his hands to hug Alma from behind.

Getting treated like this, Alma stiffened.

"Don't be afraid, just relax".

Starting from a seductive desire and dabbling movement, Arlan tetiba feels himself wanting more from Alma.

Something that always sleeps in her, now rises just by smelling Alma's hair.

Arlan forgets himself, and even Dian broke her heart, never making Arlan want such a woman to satisfy him.

So with a conviction for himself, Arlan grabbed his wife's body, turned it over slowly and scooped Alma's lips without cue.

Alma.......

'Ah... Arlan's lips are apparently sweet and I like......

Oh my god my husband.....

why didn't you marry me??'

Alma satin in a heartbeat that was increasingly stomping violently when her body was controlled by her husband's confinement.

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