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Alex wiped the tears that were still on the edge of Hanum's eyes. There was a sense of regret in the corner of his heart seeing the woman under his support currently enduring the pain. But he can't stop, not for now.

Alex still moves slowly while trying to make eye contact with Hanum. The woman continued to shy away from her gaze.

Alex stopped everything when he felt it was done. His breathing was still wheezing, so was Hanum.

"illness?" tanyanya slow. He glanced at Hanum who was sleeping with the blanket behind him.

A push from his heart made him take a cup of tea that had started to feel cold from the table, then thrust it at Hanum.

"Drink first, you've been crying a lot earlier." Alex pulled Hanum's shoulder to face towards him.

"It's Father's" Hanum said in a hoarse voice.

"You're the one who drinks, I think you need more now. I'll take it back in the kitchen." Alex forces Hanum to sit down and offer him a cup of tea.

Hanum drank the tea with one hand still holding the blanket that covered his chest area. Alex smiled inwardly as he saw the large number of red patches on Hanum's chest and neck. Why did he know now, if having sex was so fun.

"It has. Thank you" Hanum said, handing back the tea cup to Alex.

"Search what?" alex asked when he saw Hanum was confused.

"Book."

Alex circulated his gaze, he only realized that their clothes had been scattered in the direction of the eight winds, "Far away. Tomorrow is sought," said Alex origin, then pulled Hanum's body to fall back.

There had not been ten minutes of them lying down, Hanum moved uneasily. Every now and then from his mouth came the sound of era*ngan and groaning.

"You why? it hurt?" ask Alex. Although asked with a flat face, but the tone of worry he could not hide.

"Gera." Hanum opened the blanket that covered his body. Alex's eyes spontaneously popped.

Alex immediately searched his room temperature remote. For him the cooling temperature in his room has reached a fairly high level. Era*ngan Hanum was getting louder and louder, this time the woman's eyes were looking at him softly.

Alex squinted at Hanum's change. Little by little, the woman squeezed her body to Alex's side. After being right next to Alex, Hanum sniffed her husband's shoulder.

"Why are you?" Alex pushes Hanum's head which is now in the recess of his neck.

"Will you do the second one?" hanum asked with sensual eyes.

"W-what??" Alex looked at Hanum in horror.

"The Father said earlier, the children I gave birth to will call Father ... Papa." Alex goosebumps as Hanum's fingers swirl across his chest, "So he made the first one, now make the second one, yuk," Hanum continued as he climbed onto Alex's body.

"What the fuck, the first one is not yet. I'm going to do the second one" Alex was upset. But her long scolding stopped as Hanum's lips closed her mouth.

The second manufacturing process (said Hanum) took place, this time with the direction and command of the woman.

After a while Hanum drooped and immediately fell asleep next to her husband. Alex was stunned after the same two events with different situations had just happened.

He tilted his body to face Hanum who was fast asleep without any guilt. At the corner of the woman's lips was a smile of satisfaction. Alex chuckles, a laugh that may be his whole life just sticking up on his lips.

Slowly he picked up the blanket that had been thrown on the floor, then covered the innocent body of Hanum. With a little hesitation he slowly peeked at the forehead of the woman whose status was his wife.

...❤...

Hanum grimaced as he stretched his body. Accustomed to waking up when all residents of the house are still sleeping, making his eyes immediately open when the sun has not appeared.

Hanum glanced towards the side, he saw Alex sleeping with a smooth snoring. He faintly saw many red marks on the man's chest and neck.

Don't tell me it's me who made it. Hanum shuddered in horror.

He remembers what happened last night, both the first and the second. Hanum closed his eyes trying to shake off the shadow of his brutality last night.

Slowly he got out of Alex's bed, picked up all the scattered clothes and put them on quickly. As if about to steal, Hanum settles towards the door while enduring the pain in his core organs.

He decides he will not be seen when Alex wakes up. He had no idea what he would say when he met. Maybe he laughed at her, or even mocked her. It's really embarrassing.

Hanum went inside his room and sighed in annoyance. Everything looks empty, the stuff's been moved in Alex's room. The body that was still in pain made Hanum fall back asleep in his room.

On the lyrics side of the bed, Hanum was not there. He took a shower and got dressed and got out of the room.

"Good morning, Pa, Ma" Alex greeted his parents at the dinner table.

His father lowered the newspaper slightly staring at his son, while his mother again lowered the teacup that almost touched his lips.

Both were shocked by Alex's change this morning. Their eldest son's lifetime, this time greeting in the morning with a look of happy face.

"Pa-morning, Alex," said her mother with a frown. A second later his eyes widened when he saw a red patch popping slightly below his son's right ear.

Mama Alex's smile grew perfect, while Papa Alex looked at his wife with a suspicious look.

"You sleep? Hanum doesn't bother you, does he?"

"Eh, yes .. sound." Alex answered wrongly.

"Where's Hanum?" ask Mama. Alex looked at his mother confused as he himself did not know where his wife was.

"Non Hanum seems to be sleeping in the back room again, Nya," said Mbok Jum who was then delivering coffee to Papa.

"Still asleep? tumbens?" mama asked while giving the code to Mbok Jum to check Alex's room.

"Maybe ... might not have been able to sleep earlier," said Alex origin.

"Yes, pity her lack of sleep" said her mother with a meaningful smile.

"I ... leave first," said Alex with a flushed face.

After Alex's car came out of the yard, Mama ran straight to Alex's room.

"Where's Mbok??" ask Mama to Mbok Jum who is changing bed linen Alex.

"Truly, Him." Mbok Jum nodded his head with a raised smile. He pointed at the dirty bedsheet that was lying on the floor.

"Is there??" ask Mama enthusiastically.

"Ride, Nyaaa. Tuh cup of tea is also exhausted," said Mbok Jum with a giggle amused.

"We made it, Mbook," Mama cheered cheerfully.

"What did you do?" Papa Alex stood in the doorway with his stolen gaze.

...❤❤...

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