Destiny with You
Instinct, Lust and Love

Hera climbed the stairs into the room, when the door was opened, Dzikra was seen busy looking at his laptop on the mattress. Seeing the arrival of Hera only glanced for a moment, returning to focus on looking at the laptop screen. Hera closed the door and locked it. Then get on the bed and sit there. Dzikra opened his voice.

" If you want to get out of the room don't use your pajamas." Speak Dzikra without looking.

Hera heard the words immediately turned her head and inched closer to the side of the Dzikra, while Hera threw a question beside the face of the Dzikra.

" Why?"

Dzikra who felt Hera's face near him turned and looked at him.

" I said no. Don't ask too many questions" said Dzikra.

" What are the rules in this house?" Hera asked back.

" No! that's my rule, you look at yourself in your pajamas, aren't you ashamed?"terang Dzikra's.

Hera looked at herself. What a shame from the pajamas I wear, no problem.

" Did you see my pajamas torn? or something is open. But even if it's torn make sure you tear it," teased Hera while giving a smile.

It made Dzikra stop from his activities, and stared at Hera sharply. Hera immediately looked in all directions, for her the gaze of Dzikra was more sinister than a horror film. Hera then sighed, so as not to be claustrophobic due to Dzikra's gaze.

" Lately, I've been feeling weird that you didn't want to be touched at first, but this afternoon you kept touching me. What's the reason for your change of attitude, are you starting to love me?" tanya Hera melted the atmosphere.

" No, "The Dzikra answered briefly.

" Why then?" insist Hera.

" There is no excuse, only instinct and lust." replied Dzikra.

" Where can it be like that? there must be a reason. Something for no reason is very unnatural" said Hera annoyed.

Dzikra heard Hera's words, immediately threw out his breath and befell him.

"Then why did you fart when I made out?do you have a reason?" ask Dzikra.

Hera glared as Dzikra still reminded her of the incident earlier. Dzikra continued his words.

" That's how a man is, doesn't need love to kiss a woman, he just needs lust. Then you don't make anyone else but me lust for you."

" Did I make you lustful?" search Hera.

" he... You ask a lot, I'm leaving for work tomorrow!" turning the topic of Hera's conversation a little angling herself spoke a lot.

Hera realized that Dzikra would not answer his question.

Hera slept behind her, and then closed her eyelids, but she heard Dzikra speak, making her wake up again and look at the Dzikra that was already behind her.

" The doctor said you're very fertile, I want to prove it. After all to become the successor of the company I must have many children."

Hera heard the words still silent, she was shocked that Dzikra's face was right in front of her. His heart still roared violently.

"Why shut up? silence means you agree" continued Dzikra.

Then the Dzikra pulled Hera's body so that it lay on its back, and he was right on top of it, Hera did not rebel him, hypocritical if he refused it, yet both craved the night of the contest. Hera saw Dzikra slightly tilting his face and closing his lips, Hera greeted him by draping her hands around the neck of Dzikra. The two lips are fused and intertwined, they are mutually *******. The roar of lust is both obvious. As Hera was about to run out of breath, Dzikra stopped her for a while and then continued to kiss even deeper, even the kiss of Dzikra began to come down to the neck now kissed her strongly accompanied by a suction that caused a red mark on Hera's neck. The touch made Hera sigh slowly. Dzikra heard him feel spurred. The two human bodies stiffened as they touched each other. One by one the buttons of Hera's pajamas are released, so it displays the inside. The Dzikra who saw for the first time felt increasingly turbulent wanted to squeeze out what was there. But then he was undone, because the voice of grandfather outside called out to him. Dzikra was a little annoyed, had to stop his activities and close his pajamas and then get off the bed to open the room door.

" Why cake?" ask Dzikra.

" Let's go downstairs, you've been 3 months without work for sure a bit of a hassle when starting work again, there are files to read!" answer grandpa.

" Yes cake, I will follow, " answered Dzikra briefly, Grandfather nodded and went down first.

Dzikra went back into the room and saw Hera sitting on the bed. Dzikra by acting as if nothing had happened before sat down beside Hera.

" I think I failed tonight. Don't wait for me, I'll stay downstairs with grandfather" said Dzikra as he rose to leave Hera.

But both of Hera's hands grabbed him, made Dzikra stop and then turn his body, and kissed Hera's lips very deeply again and pushed him so that he slept on his back. Hera who was about to speak was restrained by Dzikra who even kissed her. Dzikra then stopped remembering grandfather waiting for him below. Dzikra also rose, and shrunk his lips that slightly watery effect of making out earlier. Then step out of the room.

Now Hera was left alone in the room, but she did not feel sad, instead her heart was flowery, her lips were still watery left she wanted to still feel the warmth of the fondling of Dzikra. He also fell asleep with his breath.

***

That morning, Hera was busy in the kitchen making provisions for the Dzikra. Hera is not a woman who usually cooks, in fact she is quite good at making dishes. He cooks chicken soup vegetables, scratches carp, makes fruit juice, and fruit salads. All the food was stored in one large container. Seeing that Dzikra was about to leave with his grandfather and brother-in-law, Hera ran over to Dzikra. Then handed over his provisions while throwing a smile that was worrisome for the eyes of the beholder. All the eyes of the three men looked at Hera, but Hera's eyes focused only on Dzikra, so as not to realize the others were looking at her.

" I told you last night, I will make provisions for you, bring my hands already sore holding it, said Hera worried.

Dzikra took it quickly and deformed, to stop his half-brother from looking at Hera.

"Hem..Hemm.. Thank you, MY WIFE, maybe tonight I'll get back to you." Dzikra emphasized the word 'My wife' to indicate her possession.

Hera realized that, Dzikra apparently wanted to show off in front of his grandfather and brother-in-law, but he did not want to think about it. He just smiled and nodded, then grabbed Dzikra's hand and kissed her. Dzikra saw that taking a chance by grabbing Hera's waist and landing a kiss on her forehead. It was enough to make his half-brother take his eyes off.

" I say yes, " said Dzikra.

The three men also walked past Hera, they stepped towards the car parked in the yard of the house. Two cars are ready to go, Grandpa and Dzikra are all cars while Alfarid is sitting in his own car. When the car moved out of the yard, the rearview mirror still saw Hera waving her hand. The Dzikra who saw him smiled with satisfaction, as did Farid, he secretly admired Hera.

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sorry loyal readers if not comfortable with the scene please give input. I am a new writer for advice and input, so that the story is not boring.