The Unforgettable
Temptation from the Wife

As he promised his wife, Febrian returned home from work earlier than usual. The long steps of the man entered the living room. He did not meet his wife who was waiting there.

'' Honey!" cried Febrian, calling Alira who was invisible to his nose.

There was no reply, Febrian stepped into the room where he slept with his wife.

'' Honey!." again Febrian called Alira while pushing the door. Fan was in the room. Alira doesn't seem to exist.

Febrian loosened the tie still attached to his neck. Throwing with the origin of his briefcase until stranded in the middle of the bed.

'' Alira where the hell is ?.'' asked Febrian to himself. The man again decided to leave the room after removing the tie that felt strangling the neck.

'' Ma'am, Ma'am Tia !.'' cried Febrian in the living room. The woman who that afternoon looked brighter in her face, approached the master in a hurry.

'' Yes sir, what is ?.'' asked Mbak Tia a bit scared by the thunderous voice that came out of the mouth of the man in front of her.

'' Alira where is ?.'' asked Febrian with a cold face.

'' Just said you want to take a shower sir, after that I do not know. said Tia without daring to look at the master.

Without saying goodbye, Febrian immediately ran into the room. His eyes were on the bathroom door. No sound from inside. Febrian approached, sticking ears on the door leaf there was no sound of activity in the bathroom. He got the door handle, and it wasn't locked.

Febrian's eyes were fixed on the bathtub, the man sighed, as he watched his wife fall asleep while soaking. Febrian could only shake his head, walking closer slowly without making a sound.

Squatting , equalizing high with Alira's face being closed. Febrian smiled, then gently rubbed his wife's cheek. How panicked he was when he did not meet his woman. He was so worried that Alira would leave him again, becoming a shadow that was so very frightening.

Febrian brought his face closer and gave a glimpse of his wife's blushing lips. The gentle touch turned out to disturb Alira who was soundly asleep. The woman looks like she's working her eyes. Slowly the eyelids opened and found the husband's smiling face.

'' Mas .'' said Alira with a distinctive hoarse tone of waking up.

'' Honey, where do I think you are. I was panicking. Why?, tired?." asked Febrian with a loving look. And gently rubbed the face of the wife who felt so soft that day and looked brighter.

'' Yes, I came out. Sorry I did not say the same Mas .'' replied Alira who was still in the bathtub.

'' Nothing, where is it?.'' continued Febrian with a gaze not one bit separated from the beautiful face of the wife.

'' To the salon just like Tia.''

Febrian got up, picked up the towel hanging by Alira not far from the bathtub.

'' You want his body first.'' said Febrian as he held out the clean white towel.

'' The body turned first .'' Pinta Alira in February.

'' What would you hide with Mas ?.'' asked Febrian to tease his wife while swiping her nose.

'' Anyway Mas ngadep to there .'' repeated Alira when he saw the face of her husband's ignorant.

'' Yes, my dear .'' Febrian agrees, then turns his back on Alira. Alira casually came out of the bathtub and walked towards the shower to wash her body with a condition without a thread.

I forgot there was a mirror there. And clearly, Febrian saw every curve of the wife's body that for her was getting sexier with her distended belly . Febrian blood rippled, his entire body heating up instantly. The man gulped roughly his saliva. What a sight behind him makes it hot cold.

'' Honey, I wait in the room, don't wait long .''' finally unable to eat the scenery is so tempting. He was afraid of crashing his wife and leaving another trauma for his woman. He wants an intimate moment on the basis of the sincerity of his beloved wife.

Not yet Alira answered, Febrian had already hurried out the bathroom and disappeared behind the door. Febrian breathed deeply and exhaled heavily. It feels really frustrating to be faced with a dish that bubbles desire but cannot be touched.

Febrian decided to take a shower in the next room. He cooled his boiling brain. He needed an outlet to calm his turbulent desires.

When Alira came out of the bathroom she no longer met her husband. She thought maybe her husband was waiting outside. He immediately picked up a beautiful looking knee-length dress with short sleeves. White dress with colorful flowers motifs add a beautiful face of a woman who is feeling in love again. Falling in love with the same person, who always treated herself like a queen.

After dressing up, with hair in ponytail. Alira out of the room. And in the encounter of the husband who was closing the door of the room located next to their room.

'' Who did you do?.'' look at Alira who saw her husband .

'' Bathing dear, let's fast. said Febrian as he stepped closer to his wife, clean the handbag that was carried by Alira. Febrian quickly carried Alira's bag in her left hand. The other hand grabbed Alira's waist. Bringing Alira's body to herself.

That afternoon a couple came to an obstetrician's clinic. Checking the contents of Alira. Thanks to the alertness of one Rasya now they both stay in and sit sweetly in front of the doctor. Check with an obstetrician who looks so beautiful with the hijab.

The examination was completed with satisfactory results. The fetus in Alira's stomach is growing very well. With a piece of USG results, Febrian did not stop smiling. His heart warmed for a moment. Drawn the body of the wife to stick to her body.

A sense of happiness in his heart, unable to speak with words. Everything is too beautiful. The presence of the baby makes them feel another love. Love without words, but felt sincerity.