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A night that makes me nervous

On a clear morning, the atmosphere in Aryo's house looked warm with the gradually improving of Ibu Nur. That morning he woke up early and prayed in his room. Of course the change made everyone feel happy, especially Melati.

"What makes my wife smile?" Iyan hugged Melati's waist, and asked very close to her face.

"Mother has healed Mas." replied Melati smiling wider.

"Alhamdulillah, it means we can live our days more calmly." Iyan kissed Melati's shoulder.

"Today we can go home" said Melati again.

"Yes, I can't wait to bring my wife home." Iyan teased him a little.

"It's not Mas, just feeling sad because you have to stay at Uncle's house, even more so the three of us. Afraid of getting troublesome." said Melati again while busy cooking in the kitchen.

"This time we go home alone." replied Iyan helped Melati cut potatoes.

"I want Mas, but I don't know with Mom." replied Melati again.

Iyan seemed to think, then nodded. Go home anywhere for him no problem, just afraid of something happening to Melati, because Arka can not be silent.

Until noon later, as Melati alleged, I did not want to go home Iyan, the reason for preferring to stay at home can not be forced by Iyan and Melati. They finally went home together to Melati's house.

"Mom rest, let Melati take care." Melati asked Mom to go into her room.

"If you want to go home to Nak Iyan, Ibu is okay" said Ibu Nur to Iyan and Melati.

Iyan smiled as Ibu Nur had already started talking to Iyan. His dislike was already invisible on his face. "I don't care Mom, only if Mom wants to come with us will go home together. Here is the same, the important thing is that Mom has healed and Melati is fine." replied Iyan.

"Yes, Mom is fine. Just do not think, how can you be sad when you remember Arka." said Mother confused, she did not also go into the room.

"Is it still sad now, Mom?" tanya Iyan looked at her mother-in-law's face.

"What do you do, you're married" replied Mother, then went into her room.

Melati turned to Iyan and smiled sweetly.

Come to think of it, it's true that if they go home to Melati, they get married in the place of Uncle Aryo and the neighbors no one knows but Bule Tuti. But to perform small thanksgiving is still difficult to do, because Mother has not fully recovered.

'But it's okay, the most important thing is now legitimate!'

Iyan smiled to himself, he was no longer worried about possession. It is only still a matter of mind when remembering the Ark must have come.

The night was no longer lonely because of the presence of Iyan, the handsome but simple young man made Melati feel safe. No need to fear the presence of Arka, even though he came then there is no right to meet again because his status is now as the wife of Iyan Rahendra.

"Mell!" Iyan called out to Melati when 20:00 was quiet. In that house there was no television, once there was old and broken.

"Yes, it's." Melati approached Iyan who was sitting in the living room.

"Mas wants to get out for a minute."

"Where are you going?" jasmine asked, it seems like Iyan has no need outside.

"You go to the front stall." answered Iyan, moving on.

"Tomorrow if it doesn't really matter, it's night anyway." Melati grabbed Iyan's arm and hugged her.

"I don't need a snack, I need Mas Iyan alone." replied Melati spoiled.

Iyan chuckled at Melati's seduction, so that she did not come out and turned around to hug Melati.

Actually not because I do not want to be left behind, just remember the night ago when Iyan came out without telling anyone. Melati does not want Iyan to come back out and turns out to be fighting with Arka.

Iyan was still smiling looking at Melati's pretty face, the closer the more beautiful Iyan's eyes were.

"Are you impatient?" whispered Iyan on Melati's face, his breath warmly hit the face full of longing.

Melati smiled sweetly, a little shy but did not want to turn away from Iyan's gaze. His hands were coiled around his shoulders and the one at Iyan's waist.

Iyan kissed her forehead for a moment.

"Bas lock the door first" he said asking Melati to go into his room first.

Jasmine entered first, did not waste the opportunity to tidy up her hair a little, opened the sweater that closed the minimal clothes she was using, hoping Iyan liked it and wanted it more and more.

Melati took a breath, holding onto her chest that suddenly beat violently.

'Why are you so nervous when you are with Mas Iyan. Is it because I'm not a virgin anymore?'

Melati rem*s her own hand, regretting why she had to meet when she was no longer holy. Iyan should have gotten more perfect than him.

Iyan's hand slipped on Melati's stomach, her wet lips directly stuck to her shoulders which were exposed smoothly. Not only makes you surprised, but makes the heart Melati more exercise.

"Mas." call Melati look up Iyan's face which is above her ears.

"My wife is beautiful." she said with a smile, her eyes looking friendly at Melati.

Melati's face turned sad looking at her husband's increasingly handsome face seen in the dim lights of their room.

"What's wrong?" asked Iyan again getting closer and even grabbed her red lips a little.

"I'm nervous, man." Melati lowered her head, her delicate hand grabbed onto Iyan's breastplate shirt.

Iyan understood, it seemed not only nervous but Melati was scared through tonight.

"Then, Mas could only fantasize about having you. But now everything became real." - Rayu Iyan understood Jasmine's unease.

"I_"

"Mas almost died because he wanted to get you, so don't make Mas sad because Melati is not happy tonight." whispered Iyan again.

Melati did not answer but shed tears.

"Now you're mine, I don't care that out there Arka is mad, rampaging and angry with anyone. All I know now is that you're really mine." Iyan wiped Jasmine's tears, replacing them with a kiss on her smooth face, tracing every curve of her face. No exception in a place that likes Jasmine, red lips are always tempting.

It turns out that Iyan Rahendra is crazier than Melati imagined, his movements and treatment always make Melati drift, soar and helpless at the same time.

Men who always keep their distance when dating, even more ferocious when already tied to marriage. Melati even felt the peak before Iyan did the core of their first night.

Iyan smiled with satisfaction as Melati's long sigh called her name, especially when she saw a body that was increasingly twisted irregularly, beautiful and challenging to conquer.