Gita Dusk Geetruida
Together Again

"Don't worry if Allah wills, you will meet later, but if you don't .. be grateful now you have us, as your new family," comforted Mr. Ruslan.

"Thank you, sir," Aya replied.

"Tomorrow I wait for you to go home, clean the back house for Aga and Aya sitempati" said Mr. Ruslan after they dined.

"Ehm, it seems unnecessary, sir. Me and Aya let us stay here while our residence is finished, if Zain does not mind, anyway," Aga asked his best friend's opinion.

"Oh yeah certainly not a fetish dong, Ga. We're glad you're even here to stay. Let's check the location tomorrow and look for materials" replied Zain.

"Well if it's your decision" said Mr. Ruslan

Agastya was relieved to hear Mr. Ruslan's answer, however from now on the man wanted to keep his wife's company. His wife would rather befriend Alif's mother than hang out with Aminah's mama, who is just like a caterpillar.

"I feel more comfortable here, baby. Because here is more crowded thanks to the children of Zain," said Agastya explained the reason for rejecting Mr. Ruslan's subtle offer, after the middle-aged man from the house of Zain.

"All right, I'll come with you, ma'am. After all, I need to learn a lot to be a good wife and mother from Mama Alif," said Aya.

"Well, that's also what I mean. Em, how ... are you ready to be the mother of my children?" Agastya asked while teasing Aya.

Blushes. Aya's face immediately blushed to hear Agastya's offer that more closely resembled the invitation to make love.

"God willing, but not in the near future" replied Aya timidly.

"Lho why else? Your age is enough, really. Em ... or are you ashamed to have to do that in the house of the person whose room is not as soundproof as it was in Mr Takeshi's house first?" Smash Agastya while laying her head on Aya's lap.

"Em, I ..."

"Aga, Aya .. please if you want to rest in the room, I understand, you guys did not meet for a long time. It must be a big longing to be together in the room immediately," Zain interrupted on the two couples in front of him.

"Ah, you are indeed an understanding friend, Zain," replied Agastya as he rose from his lying position.

"Come, baby. It's the green light from the homeowner, huh." Unlike Agastya who is like her own home, Aya is still very shy to face the Zain family.

"There Aya, follow your husband," Zain ordered with a smile, he understood Aya's awkwardness. If he had not invited Aya to the Evergreen guesthouse, of course Zain could not believe that the woman was a polite woman who was famous for her skill in serving the striped man.

"What are you waiting for again? Look at my children are also asleep, it's time for me to pamper the children's mother" Zain added as he passed to his room.

"Darling, you don't have to be so happy at Zain's house, they're like my family, you know," Agastya said as they were in the room.

"Oh, I just met them. Where can instantly click and feel like home alone."

"Hihi, that's right too. You need time for adjustments. Hm, now how ... do you also need time to adjust with your husband?" Agastya spread out both hands, ready to welcome Aya in a hug.

Brucks. Aya immediately rushed into the chest of her husband's field, since this morning she tried to refrain from hugging her husband and now it was just the two of them, of course Aya did not waste Agastya's offer.

"Yes, I love you so much" Agastya said, summarizing his wife's lips with his mouth.

No need for a lot of cue, instinctively Aya of course immediately reply to the twists of the tongue of the husband who was missed so much.

"Hum, the time of day staying at the guesthouse you sell expensive to me," said Aya scowled while breaking away from Agastya's decapitation.

"Eng .. i-that's right, the situation is not clear. If it's different now, I'm already my wife and I'm mine I don't have to queue with anyone if I want to be with you."

Aya who had just been sitting on the couch, looked up at her husband.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to," Agastya instantly felt uneasy upon seeing Aya's flat reaction.

"Yes, that's the truth, mas. The one who apologized couldn't prevent that from happening to me. Come here, sit here," Aya patted the mattress she was sitting on.

"What's the matter, how serious is it?" Agastya sat down by his wife's side.

"I apologize for my past mistakes, also ask for your understanding .. This time and some time in the future can not serve and give your rights as a husband."

"Oh, I get it." Agastya thinks Aya is just preparing her heart to be able to play a 'normal' role as his wife.

"Just this afternoon I had a monthly guest," explained Aya again.

Instantly Agastya sighed in relief. "Well, haha .. I thought you were why. Of course I'll wait for you to clean up. Waiting for you all these years I've been able to, let alone it's only been a few days."

Cup. Agastya anchored a friendly kiss on Aya's forehead.

"Please promise me, from now on you're only mine, baby," whispered Agastya.

"Eng .. I can satisfy you in other ways, maybe massaging you or something else, mas."

"Ah, what kind of other things, anyway? This heart has drained our heart and energy. It's good we rest. To be happy we also need energy, I'm sure in the future everything will be fine. Soon we'll have our own place to live and I'm sure God will give us a baby."

"May our hope be fulfilled soon, madam."

"Yes, baby." Agastya grabbed her halal woman once again. "I want to be together forever as we are now, sleeping together. The first morning I saw was a smile on your pretty face, as the source of my spirit, dear."

"Ish, it turns out that the old effect of not being together makes my husband smart to fight," led Aya.

"Ck, you think it's easy to just make out with a pseudo-shadow? While I don't know when we'll meet again, don't even know if you're okay or not. Thank goodness Allah, the Most Merciful, is pleased to grant my prayers and to meet me with this beloved of my heart."

Cup. Cup. Cuuupa.

Although a little disappointed to have to suppress his desire but did not stop Agastya harboring a kiss of anxiety bertubi on his wife's face.

"Sweet is you now, mas," said Aya anxious.

"Laaah, I'm not making it up, baby. I did what I had always dreamed and what I said was what it was, honestly from the bottom of my heart."

"Yes, yes .. I believe in my husband.