CONFESSION STONED
141. Stupid Scars

When returning to the room a moment ago and exploring each drawer and corner of her husband's room from childhood to releasing single, causing a special preoccupation for the Sejah. He became more familiar with Bara. Their courtship process was not long. Even impressed fast and in a hurry.

But, that's why Dijah loved her more and more. It didn't take long to find out about his own feelings.

It's not romantic. His words sometimes sound more like scolding and whining.

“Don't do this Jah…. Don't be so Jah…. I want it like this, I want it.” Sounds spoiled. But because of that too, he understood what to do.

Although he had married before, but for the Colonized, Bara was the first household figure he knew. The place is spoiled, and spoiled.

I could never wait. Since the beginning of getting to know each other, Bara was always in a hurry. The man never let her stay silent for too long. Bara always busied it.

The colonized felt an indescribable pleasure, spreading throughout his body, making him tremble and wriggle helplessly. Straining tense body. Curved into her husband's arms.

In Bara's ear, there was never a more voluptuous sound than the scream of satisfaction. Bara likes to be colonized like that. The gaze of Sewn eyes was half pleading. His body wriggling nervously showing a pair of breasts that are growing perfectly.

Bara can't take it anymore. He enveloped himself in tenderness. “Dijah,” whispered Bara while closing her eyes. It permeated a sensation so peaceful as the warm body of the Colored One enveloped it, embracing it. It moves slowly, creating a safe distance for their babies by supporting their weight.

Then, a little harder, a little faster. The colonized began to emit a sensual sighing sound, in tune with each blow. It made the Bara movement more impatient. He felt the nails of Dijah slamming on both sides of his arms. Until his body screams for release.

But Bara wants them to re-leash it together as usual. Bara touched his wife again. And the woman's eyes immediately opened staring. Just as with what he wanted, Sejah shouted and stiffened around himself in warm waves. Pull it deeper, draw it closer.

Bara clenched his jaws tightly, dampening his own scream of satisfaction. A very strong release. Being colonized also stiffens and holds itself in there. His wife then drowned. And he immediately gave her many kisses and bites on the chest of the woman who would soon give her a daughter.

*****

In the morning, I woke up late. He managed to get up from their crumpled beds. Last night he just slept with a negligee sheet with no interior at all. She wrapped him in a blanket and hugged him all night. The sound of a shower coming from the bathroom.

Bara had gotten up earlier than him and went straight to the bathroom. Wake up first, but not earlier. The sky was already bright but the curtains of their room were still closing. For a moment he sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed the AC remote to turn it off.

Sejah observed himself in the mirror after he turned on the room lights and turned off the sleeping lights. With a single pull upwards, the Colonized has passed its negligee. His gaze examined each corner of his own body through the reflection of large glass at body height. He found the marks on his body. His finger touched a reddish bruise near the top of his right chest. He then found another purplish mark just below the top of his left chest.

The more she got pregnant, Bara the more she thought. Her husband was never satisfied with just a kiss on her chest. Caught his chest both. The top circle is getting dark. And the top of it now looks really can be used to breastfeed babies. I have often made sure of that.

Sealed hands shifted to the other part of his chest. Bara injured him here— here and— here. That morning he saw the signs without a trace of shame, self-defeating or fear. The signs are different. Ember left a mark because of passion. Not anger.

Seized and then fingered the neck where he usually saw the scars of Fredy's nail strangulation that strangled him. Then slowly his hand touched the cheek that now often received kisses and caresses. Colored smiling.

Bara changes his life, a spoiled man and a prosecutor who is never good at lying, who will not let him get hurt, who once put lives at risk to protect his life.

With Bara, at least he feels safe. And not just safe, but loved. The impatient ember, managed to control his memory room.

Bara looks relaxed. Stand with one shoulder on the bathroom door. Staring at his wife's body from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head. Quiet on the adorable protrusions on the body of the Colored One who stood naked facing the mirror. With the towel still wrapped around his body he walked up to the woman.

Their time together was only a year. From the moment they first met. But the Colonized still often apply clumsy to him. His wife never asked for money. Often he filled his wife's wallet without asking first. They always give more. But maybe if he gave Dijah just a little, he was sure his wife would just shut up. To buy clothes too.

Sejah once came to him once at night and complained about his underwear that had become increasingly narrow. At that moment he felt guilty. His busy work made him neglect to ask. Every day I ask him what he needs. Preparing this, but he himself neglected to ask what his wife needed.

She will give birth to her second child at the age of 24. His eldest son is 6 years old and sits in the first grade of SD. But for Bara, Sejah is a woman who is spoiled and childish when with him. It made him feel like the perfect man.

“Ngeliatin what? Signs of love from Mas?” tanya Bara approached the body of the Sejah and hugged it from behind. Next to his hand cupped a pair of chests and another gently rubbed his wife's stomach.

“Very much of this,” said Dijah staring at the reflection of bruises that spread in each corner of his chest.

“Gemes,” sahut Bara squeezed soft chest of his wife.

“Mas,” Call Colored.

“Hmmm,” sahut Bara staring Colored through mirror.

“I love Mas Bara,” said Sejah. Bara looks a little surprised by the suddenly melancholy attitude of the colonized.

“Mas also love you Colored..” They both looked at each other in the mirror. “You want again?” tanya Bara lowered her hand swab from her stomach to continue sagging down.

Sejah returned a smile Bara through the mirror. She then turned her body and immediately tiptoed to whisper in her husband's ear. “Neg. I'm gonna take a shower. Wanting hair must be long because there is no hair dryer.” Colored pulled Bara's towel and took her to the bathroom.

Bara could not catch the speed of his wife's hand. “Astachaa...” The bearded emar was surprised to see his innocent look in front of the mirror. “I think I also increase in size,” Bara clean while racking my waist.

The To Be Continued.....

Delayed continuation :D

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