Women & Destiny (Edit-revision Process)

Sweet

Dusk in the afternoon was so beautiful that Anin was reluctant to miss it. He is still fun to enjoy the panorama of the sky decorated with birds in the sky and the flowers in his yard are increasing.

The girl was sitting on a long bench on the porch of the house. With a book next to it.

He was busy closing his eyes enjoying the cool air with the accompaniment of one of the classical music by chopin from his headset - because according to him classical music is good for Bumil, When Bima suddenly out of nowhere, He appeared and squatted down and kissed the woman's stomach. The surprised one did not play until his hands reflexively grabbed the book and smacked it on the man's head.

"God.aw.aw…."

Bima complained in pain and stroked his head which had just been the target of landing a 350-page book.

"Thankfully next to me is just a book, try that scissor or shovel!" said Anin while pointing to one of the boxes that contained her gardening equipment.

Bima is still stroking his head.

"Where is this clock ___?" asked Anin indifferently.

"Why, kangen?" bima Goda.

"Where is the answer?!." Say Anin ketus.

"From work, dong..." Bima kissed his wife's stomach again. "Let's tell your mom that, tell her your dad's a hard worker." His mouth on the stomach of his wife who has entered the age of the second trimester in her pregnancy and has been seen distended.

You're lying, obviously your papa says you haven't been to the office in two months! Where's the sleep all this time?

It was like Anin was laughing at her shameless husband's ridiculous behavior. Come to think of it, Bima has changed a lot. He was softer - so gentle in fact - and never showed his weird demeanor again like he used to. Even Anin felt that the man in front of her was the incarnation of the angel of patience.

At first glance Bima caught the sweet smile of his wife - judes it. Then it became judes.

Bima again kissed his wife's stomach and invited to tell her about a bag of food and toys that he brought out of nowhere else.

"Stop! don't you poison my son with your mouth!" said Anin protested when he felt amused and sultry with all the treatment Bima on his stomach.

"Son, you know what? Your mother is actually a good person, only now she is a devil in the mountain ciremai. You know, didn't you, Mak drop by those mountain dwellers? Just as cruel as your mom, it's just that your mom is prettier." His whisper of course Anin could hear it.

Anin turned her eyes. But the powerless to speak scolded her husband's absurd behavior.

"Tuh, right! what your father said...." Bima smiled as she looked at Anin with a look of pity.

"Papah go home first, baby.." said to the creature that was still in the stomach. "Tomorrow morning when you come here again, we'll see the doctor tomorrow." Added. Then stroked both sides of Anin's stomach and kissed her again.

Anin threw her gaze far ahead. Unable to hold haru and Iba.

"You can sleep on the couch if you want?" lirih. "Stop making that car a bed!" grunt it. then he stood up and left Bima who was confused.

From where Anin knew all this time he slept in the car - because the hotel was too far away and had to go to the middle of the city. While here lodging is rare. He had to sleep in the car so that it was faster if there was anything he thought.

Bima is embarrassed. May his wife also know that all this time he did not go back to Jakarta. And just circling around the city. Then back after dusk.

How he left his pregnant wife. How he worried so much if he didn't see himself for a day. Especially now, the gestational age is increasing. Must always be on standby!

Bima scratched his head that did not itch. With shame.

Are all men just like me? Looking forward to their first child?!

Bima followed into the house with all the bags filled with toys and food that he bought this afternoon in the city.

Seen around, looking for the whereabouts of his wife who turned out to be busy eating mangoes in the dining room.

She timidly sat down and placed her luggage on the dining table.

"Stop wasting your money!!" anin said without leaving her gaze from the mango.

"Well!" Bima widened his two eyeballs and then glanced at his innate pockets. "Ooh, this? Anu, That's, I don't know what you're going to eat, so I bought all your food, your favorite snacks." Say Bima with a smile that displays her white teeth.

Anin clucked.

"Yet yesterday wasn't even finished." He said indifferently by returning to feed Mango to his mouth while muttering again.

Bima was not unaware that his wife had changed a little. In addition to the more beautiful of course, this time Anin is also more vocal. The proof is he wants to reprimand and not go directly to avoid. Although still occasionally the look on his face he hid. And his words are still level nine.

Bima smiled again.

"Why? Is something funny?" snapped it.

Bima shook his head quickly.

"You think I'm a clown?!" Anin stroked her stomach with her left hand. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Pregnant women are like clowns. Laugh at you as much as you can! But look at tomorrow after giving birth.

Anin sighed. Why after giving birth. Even your husband went crazy before you got pregnant, Nin. Especially now. With the condition of your body that is far from the word sexi let alone beautiful. And more like a drum carrier on marching band accompaniment.

Alamak, the sensitivity of this woman. "No, it's not that. Because you look beautiful when you're grumbling." Bima corrected his action. Then he smiled shyly acknowledging the beauty of his wife even when he was in a state of anger.

In the blink of an eye, the fur along his neck bristled. And the width of the face was also flushed. Just because of that kind of rumble. It was as if her husband had done a great miracle. So that he was amazed and his smile made him excited and annoyed at the same time.

Are you complimenting or insulting?

Anin throws a fork from her hand until it clinks on a plate containing mango. Huhhh!!

Anin tried to reach a teapot filled with white water that he could have asked Bima to push him closer than his reach. But Anin did not do it. And choose to use his own hands to take it even though it was a bit of a difficulty because the dining table was quite long. And he woke up lazy.

Anin snorted annoyedly at herself. And the man thought Anin was mad at him.

"Don't be emotional, later our children will be following emotions," said Bima.

Anin widened and looked at the man in front of her.

"No, it's not. I mean. later our son protests keep vomiting mango."

"Shut up!"

Bima nodded obediently. And closed her lips tightly, hiding a sweet smile behind her.

Anin took her breath back. Before continuing the ritual of eating mango before taking her pregnancy vitamins.

Because if not accompanied by eating mango, it will be very nauseous. Yes, that's how Fe tablets start to drink before going to bed. Once Anin took her Fe tablet in the morning and as a result throughout the day she experienced nausea. He no longer drank it in the morning.

And right, according to the doctor at the hospital. The effect of consuming Fe is nauseous and uncomfortable in the stomach. So it is recommended to drink before going to bed.

Not to mention the heat that Anin feels every before bed and during sleep. For him, sleeping on his back has begun to be uncomfortable, sometimes his breathing feels tight plus his back feels sultry.

And how he missed his favorite prone position while reading his books.

The entire body that easily sweats and easily feels hot burning, began to be felt since entering the second trimester of pregnancy. So inevitably he became a hobby to wear Daster or other similar clothes adem.

Even now he has swapped his clothes with a black sleeper dress because it is made of satin with a little translucent lace on his chest and on the bond on his shoulder Anin tie form butterfly knot. Then her beautiful arms, her slightly exposed back were covered with matching coats, But a little bit of gloom because Anin does not tie the rope that is on the chest - because it does not fit - if it is forced to tie.

Several times Bima had to swallow her own saliva. When his gaze swept the skin of Anin's neck exposed to the skin of his wife's chest - definitely still as white and smooth as the last time he saw it - wrapped in the black cloth.

And the last time he caught a sight that made his heart beat fast and his smile fade away. When Anin was in trouble about to take water in the corner of the table and was forced he had to half stand and slightly lean his body on the table to reach it.

Anin who did not know the action had made her husband misbehave even relaxed and returned to sitting without any reaction. Except to fix the position of the coat that shifted from his chest.

Damnit damnit! He doesn't even wear his bra anymore. Grouser Bima in his heart.

How much he missed his wife, how much his desire touched. Caressed her and kissed her. And a little bit of play there.

Bima. And take a deep breath to just loosen the narrowed blood flow.

But his efforts were in vain. His mind drifted everywhere. Exploring every inch of the body of the woman sitting in front of him.

Finally, he was forced to take a shower at night.

As long as you know, even the cold water in the refrigerator alone, is not able to dampen the passion that burns his body.

At midnight, Bima was agitated and could not yet close his eyes. But he pretended to be asleep when he heard the approaching steps.

Apparently, Anin brought her a thicker blanket. Then change it from what he was wearing at the time.

Anin again enveloped the man she thought was cold. For a long time he stared fixedly at the prospective father of his son.

"Didn't you find a razor in the minimarket? You slackers!!" he muttered to himself.

Unknowingly his fingers rubbed the face of the sleeping man. The skin of his face feels rough because it began to be overgrown with tiny hairs. However, it does not reduce its appearance. It looks like it is getting ____

Holy hooch!

Anin gasped in shock as her hand was crushed by the other hand.

Not lost his first surprise, he was again surprised when Bima again landed his lips, right on the lips Anin. Stealing his lips.

Anin. How dare he be so rude to me!

Plaque!!

Both Bima and Anin fell silent.

The next second, Bima pulled back the girl's palm and attached it to the side of her cheek that had just been rewarded with a pretty loud slap in the middle of the night.

And, it's not Bima's name if he's not crazy and stubborn.

He again kissed the woman's lips, this time deeper and deeper. It was as if they had not tasted the sweetness.

Anin's riveted.

His common sense is revolting, but he can't do anything. His body locked and reacted otherwise. His body betrayed him.

Not the shame Anin made on herself, especially on that man. So shy Anin closed both eyes quickly until it felt dizzy.

Dizziness that has changed hunger and thirst. His throat feels very dry. Until they can't make a sound. Even taking a breath he was powerless.

A strange, familiar taste had taken hold of his entire body.

You always push me to go. But you have to do more than push me away

I won't give up this time

honey, honey,

Your heart is mine

And in your eyes

I found a woman, stronger than anyone I knew

I found love to carry more than just my secrets

to bring our own children

Darling, honey,

And Anin hated herself when that desire began to awaken slowly, and then turned into a wave of desire that was so extraordinary.

Maybe for some women, I'm the dumbest woman.

Maybe for a woman love is not a reason to be this stupid.

But every time he touches me

And say love me

I was a little out of breath and lost my mind

I shouldn't have wanted it

I shouldn't have let it...

But He's...

Anine needs oxygen to think clearly. But it seems Bima does not want him to think clearly.

Bima made everything go wild. The man looked unusually handsome with coarse fur that began to grow on the sides of his face.

Bima looked at the bright Anin–light, making a crimson hue spread across the width of the girl's face. But the shame soon disappeared when her husband's adoring gaze was no longer covered up.

Bima with her skills began to pull one knot of dress rope that shaped butterfly with just one hand.

"You're beautiful." Whisper men–laki it. And started moving along his wife's neck. It was the sweet scent of lotion that Anin used. With his lips, Bima swept every inch of his wife's smooth white skin.

Anin bites her lips, trying not to make a sound and hoping for more so that her sane brain will return soon.

The sighs desperately stored in her mouth finally managed to escape when she felt Bi.a begin to kiss and sweep the skin of her neck with her mouth leaving a reddish mark.

Anin sighed between the hunting breaths, and the two had managed to trick the sanity and common sense of Anin who was free to mix with the air.

Anin held the man's hand with all her might as her husband's hand reached for the tie of the dress to the side. His brain awakens him to be aware of where they are now.

Bima did not need to use his intelligent brain to translate the implicit intent of his wife. That They are not only two, that they are in the open that could have been at L–time another occupant appeared and caught both.

Anin felt both hands of Bima venturing down from her back to her pelvis and in an instant her fingers had been on top of her thighs and disappeared behind the clothes Anin was wearing.