Wulan In Night Wound

Chapter 97 Decree of Wulan

"Thank you for remembering me again, Mas" I said accompanied Isak crying.

Mas Adit stroked my hair and patted my back.

"I'm sorry I forgot about you"

I'm still crying as much as I can. Being forgotten by a loved one feels like hell. I was really relieved when Mas Adit nodded in response to my question.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I'm sorry for being so selfish all this time. Huuu huu..."

"Sshhh.I'm back. I have returned" Mas Adit said many times to calm me down.

After we were satisfied crying, we finally let go of each other's embrace. Mas Adit wiped away the tears on my face with his finger. Adit did it so gently.

Then Mas Adit kissed my forehead deeply and soulfully. Then we looked at each other.

"Who's USG's result?" Tanya Mas Adit is back.

"Our son Mas" I replied as I stared into Mas Adit's bead.

Mas Adit's eyes turned happy.

"Our son? You mean, my son? The results on that beach?" Tanya Mas Adit.

I nodded and smiled.

Mas Adit then summarized my face with both his big hands. Landing a kiss. On the forehead, on the right and left eyes, on the nose, on the right and left cheeks. Then before landing his kiss on my lips, Mas Adit looked at me deeply.

"Thank you" he said with great joy.

Her lips landed on my lips. I opened my mouth to welcome him. I put my hand on his neck.

The kiss was initially soft. But the licks and twists of the interlocking tongues accompanied by mischievous bites and sips, made the kiss even more heated. Our lips move in rhythm. My hands are now squeezing Mas Adit's hair, demanding for more and more kisses.

The kiss that was getting hot made them forget themselves. In this VIP room, they were just the two of them. Adit's hand did not want to lose, deftly crept into the T-shirt worn Wulan. Then squeeze the chest of the box that is still wrapped in the bra. Their breaths both became hunting for it.

Adit's hand crept onto Wulan's back, then pulled off the bra's hook. Once detached, the dense chest felt loose. Adit instantly raised the bra up and his hands were free to re-mas and twisted the top of that beautiful chest. Wulan took off their kiss in order to be able to de-legitimate and moan. De-sa-han is further burning their passion.

Adit pulls off a t-shirt with a Wulan bra. Then it immediately landed its mouth on that dense and stuffy chest. Smudge, twist with the tongue, and bite gently. Adit's hands are completely indiscriminate, not wanting to let one of the girls' chests idle without being played. Wulan can only de-sah-sah pasrah made.

Wulan's hands began to rogue guerrilla in Adit's already hardened possession. Wulan reached her hands into the rubber pants of Adit patient and then immediately toyed with the heirloom that had been tightened perfectly. Sort it up and down with taut and smooth fingers.

Adit's left hand inched into the core of Wulan. You can feel it, jeans feel moist. Without many words, Adit took off the buttons and zipped Wulan jeans. Wulan's position is still standing, making it easier for Adit to lower his pants and underwear to the extent of the knee, and the girl pulled off her own jeans. Then Adit's fingers danced agilely at the core of Wulan's body. Making the girl's knees melt because of the roll of waves of passion that hit.

Adit was enjoying the action of Wulan's hand in his possession while lapping the neck of Wulan's level, when suddenly the girl stopped her action and passed away with a body that was not covered with a piece of cloth. Adit wanted to shout out in protest, but stopped seeing the mischievous wink in Wulan's eyes. It turned out that the girl was heading towards the outpatient room door. Maybe Wulan was afraid of the sudden arrival of the guard sisters who wanted to check her condition, then caught their indecent actions.

As Wulan walked away, Adit only realized that he was not in a position to 'serve'.

Shit!! Adit berated and confused himself.

I went back to Mas Adit's place after locking the door, and I saw a look of confusion in his eyes. I quickly realized what Mas Adit was worried about. Then I muttered mischievously with a face as red as a ripe tomato, "Let me act". I'm really embarrassed, but we've reached the point there's no way to turn back.

I then pulled down the pants of patient Mas Adit (with the help of Mas Adit who slightly raised his ass), and I was stunned to see him. At the beach, I haven't seen him. I felt full at the time.

I then climbed into the bed and took a position on Mas Adit's body. As Mas Adit's heirloom began to burst in, we groaned at the same time.

Aaaarrrgghhh

My breath gasped as Mas Adit's possession had fully filled my rong. Bringing us into the flow of enjoyment of the world's paradise that makes you intoxicated. As I began to move up and down, my visionary felt clouded by the fog of passion.

Our de-legitimate voices are understated. Sound echoed in the sunyinya night in this 4x5 meter room. Only the hum of air conditioning accompanies us to the pinnacle of the beauty of love.

Not long after, Wulan's body curved and a stifled moaning sound came out from the girl's lips. Both Adit's hands were busy re-mas and twisting the peak of Wulan's chest. The sweat soaked Wulan's body. Adit could not distinguish the sweat due to Wulan's trauma or movement. Adit could only admire that beautiful body. She felt the womanhood of Wulan gently massaging hers.

"Racid?" Adit asked softly while wiping the sweat on Wulan's forehead.

Wulan shook her head small.

"Mas Adit yet?"

"If you're tired of gapapa, I can next time" Adit replied. Although Adit's mouth said so, but his hands incessantly twisted and re-mas. Making the fire of Wulan passion that had been extinguished, flared back.

"Mas Adit hands naughty" Rajuk Wulan spoiled. Wulan thrust her chest in front of Adit's face, which was immediately grabbed by Adit's mouth voraciously.

Wulan's butt was slightly raised, giving Adit access to move from below. The voice of the de-legitimate again sounded simple. Bringing them both to the melancholy of romance.

Almost twenty minutes passed, Wulan finally bounces back to her body accompanied by a long and deep groan. His head looked up to sip every sense of pleasure produced by their shahdu movements. A few seconds later, Adit followed a screech and hid his face in the recess of Wulan's neck. They managed to climb the peak of their mountain of passion simultaneously.

"Love you" whispered Adit Parau.

"Love you, too" Wulan replied softly.

They then hugged for a moment, with Wulan still above Adit's body. Neutralize the heart rate that had been beating fast, almost above the normal limit.

I'm about to shuffle down. But Mas Adit held back my body while still hugging him tightly.

"Where are you going?" Ask Mas Adit.

"You're cleaning" I replied blushingly.

Mas Adit chuckled then let go of his embrace. I immediately got off, then picked up my clothes that were splattered. I rushed into the bathroom, half running. Although Mas Adit has seen my innocent body but I'm not used to it.

I came out of the bathroom and I saw Mas Adit was done cleaning himself up. I opened the ward door.

Mas Adit shifted his body slightly, making room for me to lie next to him.

"Sleep here" Mas Adit ordered as he patted his sturdy arm.

"Later Mas Adit narrowness" refused me.

"I want to hug you again. I really miss" he whined.

Want to not, I obey. I also missed that sturdy arm hug.

After I lay down, Mas Adit pulled out the blanket and enveloped us both.

"I'm going to resign, Mom" I said.

"You sure?" Mas Adit's voice sounded surprised.

"Hhmmm" I muttered in response. Although in my heart it is still hard to take off what I used to fight with perseverance, but I have made up my mind.

"I don't want you to sacrifice" said Mas Adit, in a tone full of regret.

"No, it's time. I can't keep hanging up our relationship, Mas. How about Mas Adit hang up with another girl?" I said half a joke.

"It may be thought so" Mas Adit lowered my nose.

"I'm serious, Mom. Mas Adit is handsome, dashing, established, loving, considerate. Where there are girls who can resist the charm of Mas Adit. I'm a klepek-klepek" We chuckled.

"I fell in love with you. Falling in love with your persistence and fortitude. Fascinated at your beauty. I may not turn away. Plus, there is the fruit of our love that is growing in you. It makes me more affected by your love. A trap with a complicated knot that I can't possibly get rid of" Mas Adit said, stroking my cheek with his index finger.

I'm flattered to hear that. Makes me grab Mas Adit's hand and kiss him friendly.

"I got an offer to be a field team manager. But placement in Jakarta. If I accept the offer, I will stay there and not move" Mas Adit said.

"I go wherever Mas Adit goes. To the end of the world, to hell wherever I'm going. When Mas Adit couldn't remember me, my days were excruciating"

"Thank you, dear" Mas Adit said in a grateful voice.

"How sky?" My toot.

"Where's what? Of course he has to come. He's a nice, nice boy. I believe he can quickly find new friends and adapt" Mas Adit replied straightforwardly.

"Bune's? Mammy? Papa's? Mama?"

"Why don't people in your village ask?" Mas Adit pinched my cheek. I grimaced, even though the pinch was far from sick.

"They're adults. We leave the choice to them. I don't mind living with my mother-in-law. Papa-mama can't come with me. There's Zifanna's family, my sister, in Surabaya. They will not allow Papa and Mama kuboyong to Jakarta" explained Mas Adit at length.

"Hhmmm" I could only murmur in response. The sleepiness started attacking me.

"Sleep, sweetie. My love" murmured Mas Adit while patting my back.

Not long after, I finally fell asleep.

It felt like I had only been asleep for a while, when the loud sound of death shocked me.

"Damma!!"

Mas Adit and I woke up. There were already people standing next to Mas Adit's patient bed, preparing to convene the two of us.