CONFESSION STONED
170. Desau Colored

Colonized and Dul down the complex road to the house. The distance from Dul school is only 300 meters. Only two blocks out of the complex, SD Dul is located near the main road.

One left hand Sejah hugged the body of Mima who was in a sling of batik pull cloth. One more hand held an umbrella to protect his two hearts from the sun that was almost upright on the head.

He loved that everyday. Early in the morning he got up from the bed after feeding Mima with fullness and placed it next to Bara. The man hugged his daughter with his eyes closed.

Mbok Jum was also in the kitchen preparing their cooking ingredients that day. Usually Sejah directly toast bread or cook a little fried rice for Dul provisions. The boy would be woken up when breakfast was set on the table.

Bara had dressed neatly getting ready for the office, he carried Mima who had gotten up out of the room. As agreed upon, Bara handed Mima over to Dijah to start her morning meal at the same table.

Lately, Bara has insisted on having her own keys. The reason is, he does not want to disturb his wife if she is fast asleep. Although mostly, Sejah was still awake when her husband arrived late at night. The living room door is always open when you hear a motorbike or car approaching the fence.

This morning, Bara drove Dul to school. And in the afternoon, Sejah, who wanted to take a walk with Mima, went on foot to pick up his son.

“There is no PR?” tanya Sejah to Dul.

“There, but easy. Later before taking a nap I work.” Dul spoke while eating a chocolate wafer. “Bu!” call's up.

“Ya?” He looked at his son.

“Mbah wedok sama mbah lanang met?” Dul suddenly asked about the Mbah that the last few months seemed forgotten. But the boy remembered.

“Already. Mbah is just the same. Now look at us from up there. Therefore we must live a good life, let Mbah also seneng.” Sejah could only smile looking at Dul who was nodding.

“Tadi temenku said, Mima very beautiful.” Dul looked at his mother. “Eh! I loved Mima!” tukas Dul hammered his sister's feet hanging from a sling. Mima who was probably daydreaming, gave a surprised shriek. The baby then lowered his head to grab Dul's face while laughing.

Sejah laughs to see Mima play with her legs to get Dul to touch her again.

During the day Mima usually does not want to eat heavy food. The baby used to just snack on biscuits or soft pieces of fruit that were placed Sewn inside his plastic plate. Every weekday they eat four. But several times, Bara suddenly went home during the day to pick up something and have lunch. Sometimes, if Dul has been leisurely relaxing in his room and Mima is taking a nap, Bara pulls Sejah into bed to do a short lovemaking session.

Occasionally questions arise in the head of the Colored. Is it possible that Bara deliberately went home in broad daylight because he knew their child's sleeping hours for the sensation of making love in a hurry.

That night, Mima was already sound asleep in her box. 11 O'clock in the night but Bara hasn't returned. Sejah had fallen asleep for a while while breastfeeding Mima earlier, but a hungry stomach again made his eyes fresh.

Just getting up from bed, she heard the sound of her husband's motorbike approaching the fence. His eyes were happy. Bara can accompany her to dinner version of nursing mother.

He rushed to the front door. The fence was always unlocked before her husband came home from work. Without pinching his hair, he had already looked out staring at the dashing figure who was still wearing a helmet was locking the gate.

Bara turned around and directly walked towards the Seized.

“This is my mas, right? Helmet not opened.” Sealed shut the door and turned the key.

He stretched both his hands forward. She straight forward and wrapped her hands around her husband's waist. He closed his eyes feeling the tight embrace of Bara on his body. For a few moments he stood enjoying the aroma of warm perfume that lasted since morning. The moss-black plaid flannel shirt pasted her cheeks.

“Oh yes, this is my mas..” muttered Colored then let go of his embrace.

Bara laughed then took off his helmet and ruffled his curly hair at a glance. Stitched back a step to see the whole look of her husband from the tip of the foot to the tip of the hair.

Seized satisfying eyes looking at Bara. Men who said Asti always discussed young girls because it is often considered not married because of his style.

“Ngeliatin what?” ask Bara.

“Intense as it turns out,” replied Colored chuckle. She could see from the look of her husband who was frowning curiously. Bara must have been astonished in his heart because he rarely praised.

“Tumben,” says Bara.

Surely what the colonists were thinking just now. Bara frowned because he was amazed at what he said.

“I miss,” said Sejah took the newly released backpack off the shoulder.

“Kangen or want?” Bara asked back while putting his helmet on the living room chair.

Melengos. “Bunless to praise,” says Dijah.

“Kirain has gone to sleep,” said Bara hugged Dijah's shoulder and stepped inside.

“Laper, so wake up. Have you eaten?” tanya Sejah's.

“Jam 8 already, but if you want to eat come mas temenin.”

Sejah stepped towards the dining room in the embrace of her husband. Their height increased because Bara had not yet removed his thick-footed shoes.

In the silence of the night, Sejah prepared a plate of rice and a glass of water for her husband. He was also sitting facing the plate that was filled with two rice cobs and a fish.

Seated sitting listening to Bara's story all day. Briefing alone with Heru, lunch outside with advertisers and nagging interns who are always in groups and giggles.

Almost one o'clock in the morning, Dijah was back lying nursing Mima who whined and took a swing to cry.

“Wake yes? Mima knows her father just got home. Steal start,” said Bara who just came out of the bathroom.

Colored smiling. Seeing Bara with wet hair at one in the morning, made a strange bobble propagate from the brain into the gap between his thighs.

“Ngeliat what is his mother Mima?” ask Bara.

Colored laughing restrained. He was worried that Mima would wake up if he was noisy.

“Napa? Just noticed Mas handsome?” ask Bara again.

“Neither, it was from the beginning. I am not blind either. That's why I'm sprained, embarrassed. I don't like the way I watch out for me. Kayak want to swallow me,” said Dijah while rubbing the back of Mima who had returned to sleep. He allowed the bra to be placed and glanced at Mima's adorable half-open mouth.

“Mas is just curious, pretty but kok in—” Bara cupped his palms on his cheeks Colored.

“I was like a padlock huh that time?” Sejah holds the hand of Bara who still lives on his cheek. Her husband's palm was cold because he had just finished bathing. He moved his hand until he touched his lips. “Makasi because I care about me. It's my situation, and want to know why. I thought, Mas will back off after I'm kasari. My dream wasn't too big at the time. I just want to live a quiet life with Dul. Kepingin nyekolahin Dul and raising Dul properly.” She looked at her husband.

“Now? What is my wife's dream?” ask Bara.

“I want to be able to live long, healthy, nemenin and ngerawat Mas to old age. The children grow up and happy. I just want to be a housewife. So his wife Bara Wirya Satyadarma also became his mother Dul and Mima.”.

“Pastinya..” Bara. “I picked up Mima to the box huh... I want to replace.” Bara got up to grab her daughter's tiny body. Lifting Mima up and kissing the baby's cheek before putting her into the box.

He rests both of his palms under his cheeks. Still facing to the side where the usual Bara lay. She was waiting for her husband to lie down.

“Then, I was curious about Mima's mother, because of the ketus. Most diem, once by the way, sometimes ngeselin.” Bara grinned then shifted the location lying down. He slightly raised the pillow and spread out his hands. “Sini,” said Bara patted his arm.

She got up and went into her husband's arms. He kissed Bara's chest and inhaled the fragrance of the clothes fragrant from the t-shirt Bara had just taken from the closet. One hand wrapped around her husband's waist. Approaching her body and hearing the gentle pounding of the heart of the man who had given her a beautiful daughter.

“I didn't accidentally sniff to people. I assume everyone has a way to heal themselves. Who often sang like Boy first, Tini who nagged to everyone when invited to talk, Asti who slept all day, or Mak Robin who easily rose blood when talking to Tini.” He laughed softly. He tightened his arms and felt that Bara's lips had just kissed his head.

“So, we're all in the chicken coop, we're used to being cuddled if anything makes it weird. At least if we can't help, we can only help. It was the simplest thing we could all do.”

“Make me that time, the hardest part of falling in love with you is stopping,” said Bara.

“Mima's father can already speak like that apparently..” sahut Sejah.

“Can dong, not just pakde Heru aja.”

Seized could feel Bara's hand coming down from her back continuously tracing until it stopped gently squeezing her buttocks.

“Gak nyesel meet me?” tanya Sejah in a whisper. His blood had already rippled rapidly towards the center of his body part.

“I can't possibly mess up,” Bara replied in a raucous voice.

Like carrying a child, Bara slipped her hands under the arms of the Seized to align their faces. Sejah already closed his eyes as Bara's fingers slowly rubbed his lips.

Yes right, thought Sejah. It's time, he was blessed by someone who was happy to have him. At that time, he made a man happy who made his life feel very appreciated.

If only she was a beautiful widow with a respectable family background and a clear pedigree, of course she would not question the reason Bara approached her. But he's just a divorcee, with an ex-husband of an inmate. Also a family background that is terrible.

At a time when the whole world was hostile Bara came with all his naivety, wisdom and full desire as a man.

Bara is not great because of his handsome face, not great because of his work and wealth.

For Dijah, Bara is great because he can accept it and Dul. And love them both unconditionally.

And especially, Bara was always great in his business in bed.

Seamed closed his eyes, enjoying a kiss of Bara in his ears. The man's hand had already lifted the negligee and flicked his breastplate since earlier.

“Yuk,” whispered Bara slowly.

The To Be Continued.....

After this there is still a Bara version, juskelapa just ask for his like.

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