Marrying the First Love
Episode 26's

For the first time Lubi kissed her husband's lips.

His love is now starting to roll either his feelings this time nervous, afraid to say aggressive or whatever. Lubi fell silent backwards.

He was ashamed of himself.In public, his face met red.

Thubi also seemed to cover up his shock. But he did not want to embarrass his wife for longer. Maybe it was an expression of his wife because of her love.

"We're back at the hotel." take Thubi with his wife's hand.

Lubi nodded in agreement, with his misdeed.

As if nothing had happened.

......

In the hotel room, Lubi and Thubi after a shower clean themselves first.

They pray together. Finished the prayer as usual Lubi kissed her husband's hand.

"I'm sorry.this happened this afternoon."

"Why apologize, you should not express it in public places is better, because out there not all couples are mahram. Many couples are not mahrams, yet there is a legitimate bond. They fear imitating."

thubi.

"If in the room expressing it is okay."

Thubi teased his wife this time.

They enjoyed the night together.

.....

That morning after the sun started to rise slowly.

Lubi had prepared breakfast, a cup of milk and bread.

Lubi stared at her husband's phone in the shower.

the phone vibrated several times. Just a row of numbers without a name.

There was courage this time to lift it. Three missed calls. Maybe important.

"Just.tut..."

The voice across was only silent, as Lubi greeted with greetings.

Shortly the phone from the opposite voice was turned off.

Lubi was silent about putting her husband's cell phone back on.

Actually, Lubi could have checked all her husband's cell phone contacts but he did not want to do it.

It might be an office affair, Inner Lubi whispered minimizing suspicion.

Her husband had now finished his bath, quickly drinking warm milk and a piece of bread.

Her husband's hand this time picked up a cell phone next to a small closet next to the bed.

"Who's calling...?"

"So in foster care but just silent without answer." explained Lubi approached her husband.

"Call back again, three missed calls. Maybe it's important."

Thubi called back, but this time the number was no longer active.

Lubi hugged her husband from behind. Thubi was suddenly surprised by his wife's behavior.

"Why? tumbens..."

Lubi just quietly enjoyed their closeness at this time.

"Ten minutes like this..."

"Don't ten minutes, all day is fine. Have you had breakfast?"

"We move to an apartment only, later if we go home, it can be more intense together."

"May also, actually had thought that our marriage has directly moved to the apartment but mamah has not allowed."

Thubi held his wife's hand this time, looking at the balcony directly to the beach.

Lubi still hugged her husband from behind.

Finally closed his eyes for a few seconds.

They are silent to each other.

"If you may..."

Thubi immediately pulled his wife's hand forward, their faces glued to each other.

Thubi held gently his wife's face.

Kiss, Thubi kissed his wife's lips without excuse.

Only two days left when their honeymoon he did not want to miss the moment.

Lubi let that happen, because his inner turmoil wanted it too.

That closeness he never denied again, because a dozen years had enough he harbored his longing.

Seriate...