CONFESSION STONED
125. The suffering begins

Bara had just seen Mbok Jum carrying a bottle of hot water flask and went missing into his room. He had just arrived in the kitchen after listening to the conversation of Sejah with Dul. Bara was going to remind Dijah to drink milk and two vitamins that the doctor gave him yesterday. But seeing that Dijah was hearing the outpouring of Dul's heart, he decided to sit in the dining room for a moment accompanied by a cup of homemade tea.

While checking the file that Heru had left him with, Bara spent almost an hour in the dining room.

“Already tid—” Bara words stopped when he looked into the room Dul whose door was opened a little. Colored sleeping hugging Dul turned his back on the door.

“Sleep—his milk has not been drunk either,” Bara murmured with a glass of milk in his hand. He then went in to turn on the sleeping lights and closed the door to Dul's room.

Bara put the milk on the nightstand and went up to the bed. That night he let Dijah sleep with Dul. The important thing is to rest from severe vomiting at night. Long days and the atmosphere of a quiet house make Bara more quickly fall asleep.

By four o'clock in the morning, Dijah was wriggling his body. He blinked in a yellow light beam that highlighted the ceiling with a motif of the moon and stars. Dul was still curled up soundly next to him. Sejah did not realize how long he had been asleep next to Dul.

With a shunt step, Sejah got down from the bed and pulled a blanket to cover Dul's thin body.

“The room is comfortable yes Dul..” murmured Colored patting softly the thigh of his son who snores soundly.

Still wearing a sarong on top of his negligee, he was colonized towards the door of the main room. He saw Bara who was sleeping soundly against the door. The room lights were already dim yellow and Dijah had glanced at the small clock near a glass of cold milk.

“Udah wants four o'clock,” whisks Sejah crawling up to the bed from the left side. He took off Bara's blanket and infiltrated her.

“Mas..” call Sejah raised her husband's arm. Bara instantly jerked. He pulled his face away, his forehead frowning and his eyes narrowed looking at Dijah.

“It's me... Worrying so much,” grunts Sejah close his body hugging Bara.

“Dear of love..” whispered Bara returned his wife's embrace. He was still very sleepy and his breathing instantly regained order when his chin touched the top of his head.

Slightly felt neglected. She moved her hand that was on Bara's waist and slipped it behind the t-shirt her husband wore. With his eyes closed Sejah caressed Bara's stomach and chest with his warm palms.

“Hmmm..” Embers snoring softly. His eyes were still closed and he was half asleep.

Colored pouting. His eyes were brightly fresh now. Husband who since yesterday busy busy busy fondly stroking his chest is now asleep. Colored looking up to kiss Bara's chin.

“Kasian... Lack of sleep from yesterday?” tanya Sejah in a whisper.

“Hmmm..” Bara who was seen sleeping soundly back to disperse.

What an incredible ear this man, thought Sejah.

“Darling I'm not Mas?” tanya Sejah wants to hear Bara's answer.

“He’eh” replied Bara with her sleepy voice.

“He’eh, but sleep.” said Sejah distanced his body to stare at the handsome face of Bara. Her hands were still rubbing her husband's stomach. With a slightly irritated face from not getting a response, Sejah brought his hand down to infiltrate the edge of the boxer loosely worn Bara.

The severed palm struck the hair that formed a line of clues to its main purpose down there.

“Mas... I want to,” whispered Colored when touching an important object down there. Bara squirms opened his eyes. He was sleepy but could not ignore the warmth of the hand that was wrapping it.

“I guess you slept again—hmmmff..” Bara groaned and felt his wife's ass. “No nausea? Hmm?” the question again pulled the waist of the Sejah to get closer.

“Not... Clock this time not,” cut Colored. He felt the moisture hit him quickly as Bara's strength tightened in his grasp.

“Hmmmm..” Bara again groaned and kissed his wife's neck. Without realizing it he began to move his hips adjusting the presence of the hand that had not yet released him.

Bara got up while putting away his wife's hand. He immediately crawled to give a sneak move over the body of the Sejah who was still covered with negligee and a plaid sheath.

“Nevent want to vomit, but want another yes.” said Bara raised the body cover cloth Colored. “Open all—aku want to see.” Bara passed the negligee through his wife's head. With the most masculine movement and resting on both knees, Bara melolosi his own clothes.

The muscles of Bara's arms that arise due to that simple movement, create a disturbing feeling in the Dijah who impatiently wants to be channeled.

Bara still lingered on the colonized down there. Then slowly return to the top to kiss the chest and return to sip as if continuing his delayed pleasure. While sweeping the finger to the place that longs with a seductive twisting motion.

Sejah groaned shut his own mouth. Bara's body parts have been bothering him. Sticking it warmly. The combination of hardness and strength that made his hips move thrashed. His hands are looking back. And a second later he rolled back his fingers tightly around it. Sejah heard Bara sighing loudly. Her husband's moans were hoarse and restrained. Along with that, Sejah felt the Bara enter his body. Very slowly. Almost drove him crazy from being impatient.

Sejah hooked her legs and enjoyed the rest of the game led by her husband. The nails of his hands were slammed on the broad back of Bara. His eyes did not look at every expression and expression of pleasure they were regressing.

Until finally they both seemed to not care about the morning activities of many people. Sejah buried his face on Bara's shoulder. Back groaning was as loud as the waves of pleasure they felt at the same time. It's blowing so much inside him.

Eventually it stopped. Panting with both hands still resting on both sides of his wife's body. It was still shaking and floating. The feeling that more and more days is locked on to one female figure who most often appears in his fantasies since the beginning of meeting.

Their gazes intertwined, both of them attracting thin smiles that were so meaningful. Describe a deep sense of love and belonging to each other.

That morning was the last day they made love at home. The following days were a test of patience for them in waiting for the baby to come.

Bara repeatedly took his wife to the hospital due to constant vomiting. She had to crawl around to throw up in the bathroom when her husband was not home.

In his busy life undergoing a more important position in the office along with new responsibilities, Bara back and forth from the office, hospital and home with different tentengan. Clean clothes, dirty clothes, see Dul at home, make sure his wife can eat in the hospital, and make sure all his obligations in the office can be done well.

“Mas... Dul how?” tanya Sejah who was lying weakly with an infusion hose in her hand. New embers arrived with a piece of fruit and two other tentengan in his hand.

“Tadi Mas eat with Dul at home. Mbok Jum cooks a lot. That was brought along too. Who knows bosen hospital food,” said Bara standing tidying his wife's hair. “Sehat-healthy dong... I feel guilty seeing you as gini.” Bara sat on the edge of the bed still tidying up something he saw in disarray. Justifies the location of the hospital uniform and raises his wife's blanket to the chest limit. There was no one in the room but the two of them.

“Udah 17 Weeks, but still vomiting continues.” murmured Bara. His stomach is also not tired because his weight is down,” said Bara rubbed his stomach which is not yet visible enlarged. His voice is very grim.

“Let's definitely gain weight. The important child Mas healthy..” sahut Sejah grabbed her husband's hand and put it on the cheek. His eyes closed feeling the warmth of Bara's palm. “I'm more curious about her gender. Not seen every time. Want to make curious father-mother,” continued Dijah pulled a thin smile looking at Bara.

“Your mother sends greetings to Dul. To you too. Mas nelfon Kang Supri this morning,” said Bara. “Pesen your mother, take care of your health. Don't think strangely let the baby be healthy.”

Re-appointed smile. He doesn't even remember telling his family anything. Her life was too rowdy because of that pregnancy hangover. Facing the face of Bara who even looks more suffering than he himself is quite troublesome for him. The man did not stop moving like a trifle. Offering this was to reduce his suffering. With a tired look that her husband did not acknowledge, the man slept in the hospital every night.

She nodded at the words of her husband. “So Mas come here again what time?” He threw a worried look. Although selfish, he was not willing to leave Bara alone in the VIP room. As nice as the inpatient rooms were, it remained a hospital with quiet hallways every night.

“Malem facts. But—seventh..” I turned to his vibrating phone. Next to his hand was still rubbing his stomach.

Seamed is already pouting. Imagine until the night of being there alone it feels like he just wants to go home. Bara who was typing a message on his phone had a glance. Her husband must have known that he was half sulking not to be left behind.

“Sabar..” murmured Bara pinched his wife's cheek softly. Despite having one child, she was a 23-year-old woman. It should be if it's spoiled. And Bara did want that nature to arise from the self of the colonized who was too independent. He wants to be corrupted by it. Whining, asking for it, or sticking it anywhere like a possessive wife. Bara doesn't mind. He wanted the figure of the Colonized to be like that later.

“Mas don't take long... I myself..” whine Sejah pulled Bara's hand that was still on her cheek.

“Gak himself darling... I'm kasi temen. Soon, she will come to.” She turned towards the door. And sure enough, the nursing room door opened and Tini's head poked out from the outside.

“Yes Garnished! Nausea vomiting in the hospital. Ordinary hit by a samurai sabetan only use a spider's nest has healed.” Tini went into the room straight to the bed and threw her body near the leg of the Sejah.

A little surprised to see the arrival of his friend.

The To Be Continued.....

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