Papa, I Need A Mama
Episode 19's

Bisma, sleep one bed with Jihan. But, not touching each other. Both, keep your distance. Jihan, turned her back to the man, while Bhishma looked at the wife's back.

" If you ask for rations can not be ?" inner Bisma.

If there was Karina, she did it almost every night. Karina was the one who lured him. But right now it is his own desire. However, Bisma does not want to make this relationship more complicated, Bhishma decides to go to the bathroom.

" Bisma sir, where are you going ? "

Bisma looked, though,

" Want to shower Ji! "

" Huh ? Not wrong? Outside the rain again, I want to shower anyway. What if you are sick later ? "

" Are you worried ? "

" Yes, however you are my husband. If you are sick, who makes a living ? "

" You're innocent what the hell ? I should know why I take a shower at night! " inner Bisma.

" I take a shower first, I'm dizzy with your babbling ! "

" Oh yes, I slept first! "

Bhishma, nod in response. Then, he immediately left, to the bathroom. Turn on the water tap, and, flushed all over her body with the Shower Head. He, taking a bath wearing cold water, so that his passion goes down. Amidst the water, he cursed himself, how could he be so passionate as he looked at his wife, who was only wearing an oversized shirt while going to sleep. In fact, with sexy Karina alone she has never been like this.

" I'm why like this, can't. I have to keep Jihan holy. If he's divorced from me, then he'll be with another man. Can't I be selfish, I should have held my orgasm ! " inner Bisma.

Jihan, she had just woken up from her sleep, for some reason she didn't even know. His feelings were not calm, when Bhishma was not in his bed. That, meant that it had been an hour of Bhishma being in the bathroom, made Jihan astonished.

" Mr. Bisma really, really long. I slept an hour ago. I have to see her, afraid she's doing nothing ! " inner Jihan.

Jihan, run towards the bathroom. He, knocking on the bathroom door, called out to Bhishma. But it's not the answer he got. Instead, strange sounds, which came out of her husband's mouth.

" Bishma, what is it you are ? Open door! "

He, trying to knock on the bathroom door, as he pushed the door, was not locked at all. He saw, Bhishma was at the end of the bath up, without a thread on his body. He was imagining, imagining his wife with him.

Jihan, closing her mouth, she cried looking at the husband who was imagining it. Until finally, Bhishma opened his eyes, and, seeing the face of the wife.

" J...The jihan? You awake? You better get out of here ! "

Jihan, shake.

" The father was imagining me, right ? "

" What? K... You know ?"

" I'm sorry sir, but you're like this because of me. Please, forgive me ! "

Bhishma wears a towel to cover, the most important part of her body. He, driving the wife away, told her to get out of this bathroom.

" I don't want to go out, I sin because I've made my husband like this ! "

Jihan, keep crying seeing Bhishma like this. She, feeling guilty over this incident, her husband was picturing her body. And, it was obvious that Bhishma was in so much pain. She, approaching Bisma, and gently rubbed her handsome face, which was shrugged off by her husband. She hugged the body of the husband, and, peeping her lips.

" K...kamu ? "

" When I got married, I learned a lot from the internet. I don't want to be an ungodly wife, so you don't have to imagine anymore !"

Yes, during these two weeks, Jihan learned a lot from the internet. She, knows what her husband wants, even how to kiss*man she knows from the Asian drama she watched. For some reason, Bisma was moved that she nodded in response. And, began to give his wife an opening touch.

" Sir, if I'm a bit stiff, I'm sorry. I have never been in contact with a man ! "

" Don't worry, I'll do it gently! "

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" Go to sleep, you must be tired ! "

" Mister is strange, yes my man is in back and forth like that. Three hours, how not tired to try ? "

Jihan, looking at her husband's annoyance, but Bisma just laughed off. He thinks Jihan is funny.

" Yes sorry, sleep yuk. Tomorrow, we'll take Aqila to school. Then, tomorrow we move to the Mansion of the three of us. If you continue here, you are afraid you are not comfortable. Because there are a lot of people, right ? "

Jihan, nod in response.

" Yes, I did it ! "

" Good, now let's go to bed. And, thank you for serving me! "

Bhishma, bringing the wife's body into his arms. Meanwhile, Jihan she did not reply to him, she was tired and fell asleep in the man's arms.

" Thank you, Jihan, I don't know what it's going to look like. For now, I will protect you. And, love you, because you are still my wife ! " inner Bisma.

The handsome man, peeping at the top of his wife's head. She was, very happy that Jihan was willing to give herself away without having to be asked by her.

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Jihan, wake up the husband. Who is currently still sleeping soundly, even though the dawn adhan has been reverberating.

" Bishma sir, wake up. Fajr already know, pray first ! "

" Alright, I pray later. You, first of all nothing! "

" Why is that? During my marriage with my father, I have never been in the same priest Father ! "

" Jihan, come on. I'm tired of wanting to sleep. You go first ! "

" Come, what kind of husband are you. Do not want to be a priest in prayer, but the reward is great sir ! "

" I know, but you go first. Don't take me ! "

Jihan, with her grumpy face, hit the chest of the husband who did not put on the clothes. Yes, her husband slept only in a boxer.

" Yes already, whatever. Yesterday was the first and last time I served you! "

When Jihan was about to wake up, Bisma pulled her so that now Jihan was on top of her. The man, hugging the wife's body tightly he whispered to her. So, Jihan was surprised.

" J..so, you can't pray or worship? "

Bhishma, nodding he shyly looked at the wife's face.

" Yes, I will teach you how to pray the same prayer. Meningan, now you wake up, continue to pray at dawn in the mosque. Kan, deket tuh from here just walk aja nyampe. Anyway, no matter what father will divorce me later, but for now as long as father becomes my husband. You have to pray. Otherwise, this marriage would not be a blessing sir ! "

" Okay, I'll go to the mosque. Please prepare, scabbard and peci me Ji. I took a shower for a while, still this Adzan has not commat kok ! "

" Yes, I'll prepare. Mr. Bisma take a shower first ! "

Bisma nodded, though,

" Oh yes, don't call me again . From now on, you call me Mas Bhishma, can you ? "

" Em, that, all right. M...My Bisma ! "

" Why do I feel happy when I tease her . Jihan Jihan, you are indeed different from other women! " inner Bisma.

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