Forgive Me My Wife
Re-knit the love

"Thank you for staying by Mas's side, Hanin."

Then Pras got up from his seat and walked a few steps before his wife.

While sitting next to Hanin, Prasetya grabbed Hanin's shoulder and pulled the body of the beautiful woman to lean against his chest.

Hanin could only obey. He then leaned on the sturdy chest of the husband whom he loved very much and respected it very much.

But somehow, since the husband was involved in an affair with his own secretary. This changed Hanin's view of her husband. Even now, Hanin is in an inner upheaval.

God willing Hanin can survive by your side Mas, Hanin said in his heart.

For a few minutes, the couple were silent and busy with their own thoughts.

When Hanin's head was attached to Prasetya's field chest. All he heard and felt at that time was the heartbeat of the husband and the warm breath of the big tall man.

Hanin momentarily drowned herself in the warm embrace of her husband.

The sturdy hand clenched him, as if afraid of losing him.

And that heartbeat sounded rhythmically in line with Pras' warm breath.

And the smell of the masculine body of the man who had given him the child was so exsotically smelled in the fountains of Haningrum's smell.

MasyaaAllah tabarakaallah Mas, I am still this loving as you really are.

You are my reward field. Right where I can look for the happiness of the world and my afterlife.

With you I feel perfect. You also treat me like a queen.

But after all that happened. Can I love you like I used to?

And now Hanin is at war with a sense of ego in the heart of Hanin who wants to leave the life of Mas Prasetya. Hanin's speech is implying.

"It's late, let's go inside. It's 23:30 already." Prasetya.

Then Pras stood up and did not let go of the link of his challenge that gripped Hanin's hand.

Hanin also complied. While walking together, the couple finally went back into the house.

When they arrived in the room. Hanin rushed straight to the changing room. Because he wanted to take off his hijab and change his nightgown.

"Han, could you please open the buttons for Mas's shirt!" prasetya shouted that suddenly was behind Hanin who had just released his hijab.

Without saying much, Hanin immediately twisted his body and now he stood right in front of Pras.

Using both hands, Hanin tried to remove one by one the buttons on the husband's shirt.

When the buttons on the shirt of the husband's shirt have all been removed. Hanin also helped to release the shirt to be separated from Pras' athletic body.

"Here, take a shower. Smell of sweat." Complain Hanin.

But instead of taking a bath, Pras actually grabbed Hanin's body and stomped his wife's body back to stick to him.

"Mas." cried Hanin.

"Mas misses the old Haningrum. But it's not that I don't like your current self. It's just, I don't like it and feel tormented if I see this ayu's face looks sad." Pras said while sticking his palm to one side of Haningrum's cheek.

"Mas will fix all Han." Prasetya said again.

Now he slowly brought his face closer to Hanin's.

Slowly but surely. Prasetya stuck his lips to Hanin's lips.

Pras then deliberately silenced his lips on Hanin's lips. Pras wants his wife to kiss him back.

But as it turned out, Hanin just kept silent not retaliating.

Realizing Hanin did not return her kiss. Now Pras is the one who took the initiative to continue what he wants to continue.

Pras' lips now moved to Hanin's lips and forced them to open.

"Han, we've been playing, let me please yourself. Open your lips and let me in." Pras said in a whispering voice.

Pras then repeated the action. And now Hanin wants to open his mouth.

And Pras did not want to waste an opportunity.

Pras' lips immediately worked to dive into Hanin's lips with gentleness. He really wanted to give Hanin happiness through a touch to the intimacy he created.

And, the Pras's stratagem seems to be going well. When Pras increasingly pamper his wife with tenderness as they reciprocate kisses. The tension of passion between the two is also getting higher.

Prasetya then grabbed Hanin's two hands and placed them on his shoulders. With a quick movement, Prasetya grabbed Hanin's body and held him up like a koala.

Without hearing any more of the wife's protestants. Pras immediately took the wife to the bathroom.

"Nobody's soaking in the middle of the night Mas." ptotes Hanin.

"Why not, we can do anything." replied Pras, who then turned on the warm water in the bathtub.

Hanin who at that time took a sheet of towel to cover her innocent body looked resigned.

"Oh Han, make this moment perfect. Don't spoil the mood. We have been perfect to do it before, we just need to make this moment run more perfect again. Let us begin from the beginning to restore our love and warmth. We're rewarming our household like we used to." Pras said, which he then extended his hand towards Hanin.

With a slight hesitation, Hanin then dropped the towel he had used to cover his body.

After the towel slid to the floor. Hanin then walked and followed the husband who was already in the bathtub.

Prasetya's face also seemed to smile with satisfaction. Because the wife complies.

"I'll make you happy." Prasetya said when now both of them are in a bathtub that has been filled with warm water.

And, let them have fun 'em.

After finishing with their rituals and activities in the bathroom.

Prasetya and Hanin are both self-cleaning and holy.

After they came out of the bathroom and were well dressed. The two then perform the evening prayer.

After performing the same night prayer. The married couple then equally rushed to the bed to rest.