Obsession (Married Siri)
Making love, sharing emotions

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Ranti sits on the sofa of the dressing room after Darren takes off all her remaining clothes. Slowly Darren laid her down, pushing her with a kiss on his lips. Ranti was so agitated, she turned her face away and closed her eyes tightly.

Darren distanced his body, looked at and stroked the beautiful face beneath him, his wife. He dropped his gaze on the line of wounds on Ranti's stomach, then gently kissed the caesarean.

Ranti jerks. He lifted his upper body and saw Darren smell a streak of scar on his stomach. His gaze turned complicated. While his heart trembled violently.

What Darren has done has touched the deepest part of his life. Unlock an emotion that he locks at the bottom of the heart. A lump of pain, a sense of loneliness, of being seen, of being wasted. Her feelings as a wounded woman. Without him noticing, his tears started to pile up.

"Why ...?" batin Ranti full of questions. He needs answers!

Darren understands his wife, understands her heart. Until before Ranti's tears trickled Darren kissed her again. He promises in his heart.

"I'll make up for your pain, Ranti ... " Darren continued to kiss her woman tenderly lovingly.

Ranti shed her tears in Darren's kiss. This was the first time she cried. Crying as herself ... as a woman .. as Ranti. She left her title as a child and as a mother. Let go of her deepest pain and share it with others.

Without a word .. they share emotions with touch. An outpouring of deep pain and a consolation.

Darren's happy. Although only a little, Ranti had opened a gap for her. Let him know his feelings.

Darren doesn't want women to be dissolved too long in his grief. Slowly Darren begins to awaken Ranti's desire. He started touching sensitive parts of his body.

"Nhhh ...."

Ranti moaned, helpless at Darren's game.

For a moment, Darren enjoyed that rosy face. Happiness came from her eyes and her smile. Darren slowly fused their bodies together.

Darren looked at the exhausted Ranti and stroked her back until Ranti fell asleep. Darren got up, took a blanket in one of the cabinets, enveloped Ranti and lay down next to her, hugging her. Darren kept smiling. Satisfied, relieved and happy.

Is love more soul-satisfying than with the one we love(?)

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"Emmm... " Ranti was awakened by a subtle touch on her cheek. Slowly opened his eyes and tried to collect his life. He was stunned for a moment, lingering over what they had just passed.

Without turning her head, Ranti walked into the restroom by covering her body with a blanket that had been covering her for some time. Ranti cleanses her body and washes her hair.

"When did that headdress go off? Did Mr Darren take it off? Ah ... here .... "

Ranti refocused on what she was doing. He wanted to go home soon, back to his comfortable home. Free from her depressed feelings.

Back in the changing room, Ranti picked up her pants and took her clothes hanging. She went back to the bathroom to wear it. Come out again with a pretty light blue top and jeans. Letting his wet hair down. She immediately put on her shoes and grabbed the cream-colored sling bag without seeing Darren, her husband.

" Go straight home? Salim was .... "

Ranti stopped her steps and gritted her teeth. Turning around and glaring at the naked man who stuck out his hand. Sitting arrogantly on a messy sofa.

Ranti did not rub it and turned around, continuing her intention. Then he was stopped by a burly hand that hugged him.

"Eat first ... " Darren's.

"I'm still full." Ranti.

"No eating? can't go home!" Darren's.

"....."

***

             They had sat on the sofa again, Ranti was fed warm soup painstakingly by Darren. While Ranti continues to turn her face while occasionally accepting the bribes forced on her.

"It's over, I go home first .... "

Angrily Ranti kissed the back of Darren's hand. Afterwards Darren kissed Ranti on the forehead and gently stroked her hair.

"Dry your hair first."

"Not necessarily, it will also dry itself."

"If that same husband is obedient!" War of stare is inevitable.

With a frown, Ranti returned to the dressing table and dried her hair.

"Dry chips .. dried chips ... cepet keriiiiyingg! " snake in the heart. Ranti really wants to get out of here. Away from Darren.

"I help ... "

Their eyes met through the mirror. Ranti immediately lowered her head, releasing the hairdryer that was pulled by another hand.

"It's dry, I'll go home first."

"I'm interracial .... "

" ... " Snakes ....

***

"Assynnoltmuumm ... " Greetings Ranti in front of the fence of her house. Open the fence and step inside.

"mama!!  ye ... mama has come ..." Zain's voice sounded excited.

Ranti smiled and raised her beloved son, showering him with a kiss.

"Which granny?"

"Sholat."

"Ohhh ... " Ranti took down Zain.

"Hallo, does Zain remember?" Darren squatted, likening his height to Zain's.

Zain smiled shyly and nodded, then ran back to his mother. Ranti smiled at her son's behavior, and stroked his hair.

"Zain find grandma first, yeah."

"He'eh ... " Zain walked to Vishnu's room.

Ranti sighed and faced Darren.

"I told you, don't involve Zain! This marriage is just between us. Zain is not your son and mama is not your mama!"

Darren was disappointed to hear Ranti's words, but he understood. That it will not be easy to enter into Ranti's life.

"I understand. For courtesy I want to say goodbye to your mama."

Ranti does not say, Darren wants to understand and know the limits, it is enough for him. Ranti immediately went into her room, leaving Darren alone.

Darren who was left behind could only smile.

" bahhh ... My wife, I love u .... "

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