Women & Destiny (Edit-revision Process)

Moments

Anin was busy reading the dictates when Bima came in with a stack of her books and placed them on a bookcase in the corner of their room

Si mr's. This bim designs rooms exactly with the rooms in his house only this is wider and of course with a larger jacuzzi as well. Let it be made both of them he replied when asked.

And why also he chose this place which is not far from his old house which is only a few blocks away. Separated only by railway crossings.

Woodland park residence is still relatively new but I like it. One of them is because it is strategically located.if we look to the right there is a KRL duren kalibata station. In front of it is a mini mall and in its own complex there is a swissbell hotel.

Holy hooch! Is this the location when he said he wanted to go to his friend's event but failed because we didn't…. Geez, lest that time he really want to take me to this place?

"Have a shower?!" bima asked his wife.

"A little while, giggly."

"Would you take a shower now or do you want me to take a bath?" Bima approached the girl and was ready to hold her woman.

"Ah yes, yes, okay "Anin replied half annoyed.

"No, we're going to the front mall for a long time, grocery shopping."

"Make what?!"

"From tomorrow you cook my food."

"Lho.there's a symbol"

"The endowment is old."

"I can't cook, if I sew my mouth expert." half-cock Anin responded to her husband's words which she thought were commanding. Bossii.

"Anindira's bath hunt!!!"

"No need to scream! I'm not deaf!!" Anin rolled into the bathroom reluctantly.

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Bima threw her body on the bed that seduced her earlier, calling her to bed her immediately.

Pancen comfortable mattress. Bima grabbed the textbook and started reading it.

No less than fifteen minutes Anin came out just by wearing a towel.

The fresh aroma of the bath soap and its shampoo spread throughout the room.

Anin stood in front of the mirror, then began to comb her wet hair and dry it.

The slightly noisy hairdryer sound managed to disrupt the concentration of Bima.

Bima raised his face from the textbook he was reading intended to protest Anin's actions that greatly disturbed him but the opposite happened.

Bima enjoyed her eye sight. The beauty of Anin was able to silence her mouth.

"............. "

"From now on, you have to get used to me" Anin said indifferently without stopping her activities.

"............." . Bima no longer has power over her vocal cords.

Anin put her hair on a towel and rolled it up and put it over her head.

"Mas, you put where my makeup kit isn't?"

Not the answer Anin got but a tight hug from behind her back.

Anin was strangled slowly and she was shocked. No, not because of her husband's actions, but rather his actions remind her of someone. As if they were repeating themselves.

And Anin's heart stopped beating.

"Yes..."

Anin closed her eyes, trying to drive away the figure that was suddenly present in their midst.

"Why shut up? Don't you want to know what's going on?"

Bima began to feel his wife, peeling, biting the small open neck. His hands moved up and began squeezing the sensitive area of his wife who was still wrapped in a towel.

"Have you done this before?!" Bima is struggling spoiled, "...with your ex?!"

"Bag!!!" Anin turned around with her emotions. Her hand was already in the air ready to slap her husband. If only Bima did not immediately catch the hand it might have landed on one of his cheeks.

Somehow Anin felt very insulted by Bima's words.

"Don't you be rude, Mas? What kind of woman do you think I am?!"

With great difficulty Anin tried to hold back her tears.

"Shit!!" bima said fuming at his own mouth. Without waiting any longer He ******* the woman's lips impatiently. Didn't allow Anin the least to breathe.

Anin struggled and hit her husband's chest with her other hand. And the towel's already touched the floor, trampled. But in the end Anin resigned. Giving up on her passion that sticks out to the surface due to the actions of her husband. For she was sure, there was no ill intent in her husband's sentence other than the underlying jealousy.

Bima felt his wife starting to calm down, not emotional. Likewise with himself, except for his Artur Sword has shouted out loud ready for war.

"I'll erase all traces of that loser with no remains, no loopholes and I'll make sure you don't remember them!" Bima whisper in his wife's ear.

Then Bima lifted his wife, carried her and laid her on the bed.

"You're too perfect for me." Bima's voice sounded heavy. "I make sure that no man will dare approach you, let alone touch you!"

Anin curled up on her bed with an unreadable expression and simply watched over her husband's actions.

To what extent is this crazy action of yours Mas Bim. Don't you want to rape your own wife. But, what deserves to be called rape, while I myself let the action.

No. I'm just curious. Yeah, curious to what extent the defense didn't touch me. And even if tonight happens - you know what - I won't regret it. Really am. Because - I probably want it too. Likes every possession of me.