"And, what's the one thing I should know about you?", I asked Hans back the same question.
"Hmmm......well, I got this scar below my right eye after a drunken night in New York where an equally drunk friend accidentally slammed my face in a car door.", he took my index finger and rubbed against the scar as he explained.
"Ouch that must hurt pretty bad....", and I looked into his eyes. "Actually dah lama dah I nak tanya but I yang selalu hesitate. I don't want you to think that I ni nosy sangat. But thanks for sharing...".
Hans senyum saja...."Nosy? My wife should be that way......always nosy about me. If not than I may think you have lost interest in me.....". I giggled. "Ok, I'll try....".
Marcell sang another 2 songs before the hi-tea reception was over. We went over to him and thanked him for his appearance. He will be performing again tomorrow night and another one at our post party. He then introduced us to his lovely wife, Rima Melati, who just joined him at the table.
"Hello, it's really nice to meet you. I'm Atika.", I said and shook hands with Melati.
"Your husband must be a very lucky man.", said Melati and that made me blushed. "Thank you, that's very nice of you to say...", I replied. We sat down and started to chat.
" I am a great fan of Marcell. I listen to his songs all the time...He is such a brilliant artist...I am sure you are tired listening to these compliments all the time......", I confessed and practically embarrassed myself infront of Melati. She smiled.....
"No...no....no worries.Thank you. ...I am glad you enjoy his musics. Bapak Yoka Sara is such a generous man. How long have you known him?", Melati adjusted her seating and placed both arms on the table.
"I met Bapak Yoka sometime ago when I was working for a construction company. He was the architect who built my ex-boss house in Bukit Damansara and then a resort in Pahang. It was a Bali concept home. Then I left the company. But we met again about a year ago. He is helping Hans build a house in Port Dickson. It is still in the preliminary stages. Last year we went to Bali to approve some drawings.", I replied.
"Wow a house in Port Dickson?". Melati was so impressed. I like PD and have been there many times. In fact I call Malaysia my home, too. I have relatives who are living in Johor and Kuala Lumpur.", she continued to share about her interest.
"That's wonderful! Will you be visiting them this time?", I asked and sipped on my hot lemon tea.
"Kind off....we will spend dinner during our final day here", she said excitedly.
"Sooo.....how did you meet your husband?", genuine question from Melati. I like her, she is very friendly and talkative. I enjoyed sharing relationship stories with her. She did not hesitate to share hers with me.
At 5:30 pm we thanked all guests and said goodbye to each and everyone of them before we parted that evening.
We left the restaurant and headed back to our room.
Part 2.
As we walked in to our suite, I walked a head and stopped to make sure Hans locked the door. He turned and almost bumping into me.......
"What's wrong? Did you leave something back at the restaurant?" , Hans asked and raised his eyes brows.
Aku teragak-agak untuk menjawab. Entah kenapa lidahku kelu, "No,.....no,......no,......", aku menjawab. Aku terus melangkah masuk ke ruang rehat. I decided not to seat instead walked over to the window.
Tiba-tiba Hans bersuara. " I'm sensing something is wrong here. Kenapa? Are you alright?". He came closer and hugged me gently. I hugged him back. "Than what is the matter?".
I avoided eye contact as I release myself from Hans and took one step back. "Ok,.....I would like to say something before I still have the guts.....", meluncur keluar kata-kata tadi dari bibirku. Shit!!!! It had to come out, didn't it?.......
"Now......, you are making me nervous, What is it Tika?", Hans held out his hands but I turned and walked away.
I turned back and walked straight towards Hans. I took his hands and we both sat on the plush sofa.
"You have been so kind and generous to me, Hans. I really love you but sometimes I am so scared of the small voices inside of me....", I let me insecurities out.
"Small voices? Inside of you? Wow I thought I was the only one with it....", Hans seems to be surprised by my confession. He chuckled.
"I'm serious Hans...", I said.
"So am I, Babe...!", Hans replied. "Listen, I know you have been very independent throughout your life. You only had yourself to depend on. But now, you found me and you have me and you feel scared and maybe restricted.". I looked at his face.
"It's alright to feel how you feel because I do sometimes listen to small voices inside of me or rather my instinct. My instinct told I've fallen for you and one day you are gonna be mind. Of course kalau kita tak berdoa bersungguh-sungguh and tak berusaha, nothing becomes a reality.", Hans caressed my arms and reassured me.
"So what does your little voices say now?". Hans wants to know.
"Well, I feel so overwhelm and flattered the way you took care of me. Sometimes I feel like I'm dreaming that I just need someone to slap me in the face. At times I feel I don't deserve all of this. Expensive things you bought for me, Italian holiday, Bali, our new house, and this lavish reception. I terasa macam terhutang budi dengan you.....". There I said it all.
Hans sat there and looking very serious. I shivered because I was afraid he might misunderstood my intention. I looked down and closed my eyes. I wanted to cry. And Hans was not responding......."Hans have I offended you? I wasn't trying to be ungrateful, I merely .......", I stopped to look at Hans reaction and that instant he cupped my face with both of his hands and kissed me ever so passionately. Into a few seconds, he let go, he smiled and kissed me again. I didn't expect the second kiss....
"I yang sebenarnya terhutang budi dengan you. Really!". I was surprised by his words. He still has his hands on my face when he confessed. "Having you in my life it's like a second lease to life. I am a better person now than I was 10 years ago when my marriage collapsed. I meant every word what I've said in my speech earlier today. Please don't think I'm buying your love when I buy you expensive things. I buy because you do not have them. You remember, I told you that once before?" Put away your insecurities........I am gonna be here with you until my last breath. I am so happy to be married to you. You know I can go on and on all night........". He ended his speech with another kiss on my lips. I closed my eyes to savor his gentle lips movement, hard......, biting mine.
"AAaarrrhhHH.........", as I gasp for air. I was breathing fast. My heart was pumping fast....."Open your eyes Babe,........", Hans whispers close to my ears. The sharp edges of his stubble rubbed against my soft cheeks made me shiver....
It was impossible for me to open my eyes when I could barely lift my eyelids. My mouth parted. My internal voice pleaded, "I want you to kiss me hard..like you can't get enough of me..I want you to bite my lip and suck it hard and make cry for more".
Hans seakan-akan terdengar suara kecilku......then he whispered again softly at the tip of my lips,"Open your eyes and look at me babe, say I WANT YOU....". His hands was already unzipping my top. He lift me and place me on his lap. I took off his shirt and there we were naked on the sofa, breathing hard, rocking and clinging to each other....
Then suddenly, my eyes opened wide and my hands on his forearms. "I WANT YOU, HANS......", I said into his ears. "Make love to me Hans......", I pleaded. I was at his mercy. His hands cupped by soft round buttocks as he squeeze them softly. He lift me and gently pull me down again. My back arch and I feel so full. He stays still, letting me acclimatize to the intrusive, overwhelming feeling of him inside me. "I'm going to move, babe,” he breathes after a moment, his voice tight.
"Ouch that must hurt pretty bad....", and I looked into his eyes. "Actually dah lama dah I nak tanya but I yang selalu hesitate. I don't want you to think that I ni nosy sangat. But thanks for sharing...".
Hans senyum saja...."Nosy? My wife should be that way......always nosy about me. If not than I may think you have lost interest in me.....". I giggled. "Ok, I'll try....".
Marcell sang another 2 songs before the hi-tea reception was over. We went over to him and thanked him for his appearance. He will be performing again tomorrow night and another one at our post party. He then introduced us to his lovely wife, Rima Melati, who just joined him at the table.
"Hello, it's really nice to meet you. I'm Atika.", I said and shook hands with Melati.
"Your husband must be a very lucky man.", said Melati and that made me blushed. "Thank you, that's very nice of you to say...", I replied. We sat down and started to chat.
" I am a great fan of Marcell. I listen to his songs all the time...He is such a brilliant artist...I am sure you are tired listening to these compliments all the time......", I confessed and practically embarrassed myself infront of Melati. She smiled.....
"No...no....no worries.Thank you. ...I am glad you enjoy his musics. Bapak Yoka Sara is such a generous man. How long have you known him?", Melati adjusted her seating and placed both arms on the table.
"I met Bapak Yoka sometime ago when I was working for a construction company. He was the architect who built my ex-boss house in Bukit Damansara and then a resort in Pahang. It was a Bali concept home. Then I left the company. But we met again about a year ago. He is helping Hans build a house in Port Dickson. It is still in the preliminary stages. Last year we went to Bali to approve some drawings.", I replied.
"Wow a house in Port Dickson?". Melati was so impressed. I like PD and have been there many times. In fact I call Malaysia my home, too. I have relatives who are living in Johor and Kuala Lumpur.", she continued to share about her interest.
"That's wonderful! Will you be visiting them this time?", I asked and sipped on my hot lemon tea.
"Kind off....we will spend dinner during our final day here", she said excitedly.
"Sooo.....how did you meet your husband?", genuine question from Melati. I like her, she is very friendly and talkative. I enjoyed sharing relationship stories with her. She did not hesitate to share hers with me.
At 5:30 pm we thanked all guests and said goodbye to each and everyone of them before we parted that evening.
We left the restaurant and headed back to our room.
Part 2.
As we walked in to our suite, I walked a head and stopped to make sure Hans locked the door. He turned and almost bumping into me.......
"What's wrong? Did you leave something back at the restaurant?" , Hans asked and raised his eyes brows.
Aku teragak-agak untuk menjawab. Entah kenapa lidahku kelu, "No,.....no,......no,......", aku menjawab. Aku terus melangkah masuk ke ruang rehat. I decided not to seat instead walked over to the window.
Tiba-tiba Hans bersuara. " I'm sensing something is wrong here. Kenapa? Are you alright?". He came closer and hugged me gently. I hugged him back. "Than what is the matter?".
I avoided eye contact as I release myself from Hans and took one step back. "Ok,.....I would like to say something before I still have the guts.....", meluncur keluar kata-kata tadi dari bibirku. Shit!!!! It had to come out, didn't it?.......
"Now......, you are making me nervous, What is it Tika?", Hans held out his hands but I turned and walked away.
I turned back and walked straight towards Hans. I took his hands and we both sat on the plush sofa.
"You have been so kind and generous to me, Hans. I really love you but sometimes I am so scared of the small voices inside of me....", I let me insecurities out.
"Small voices? Inside of you? Wow I thought I was the only one with it....", Hans seems to be surprised by my confession. He chuckled.
"I'm serious Hans...", I said.
"So am I, Babe...!", Hans replied. "Listen, I know you have been very independent throughout your life. You only had yourself to depend on. But now, you found me and you have me and you feel scared and maybe restricted.". I looked at his face.
"It's alright to feel how you feel because I do sometimes listen to small voices inside of me or rather my instinct. My instinct told I've fallen for you and one day you are gonna be mind. Of course kalau kita tak berdoa bersungguh-sungguh and tak berusaha, nothing becomes a reality.", Hans caressed my arms and reassured me.
"So what does your little voices say now?". Hans wants to know.
"Well, I feel so overwhelm and flattered the way you took care of me. Sometimes I feel like I'm dreaming that I just need someone to slap me in the face. At times I feel I don't deserve all of this. Expensive things you bought for me, Italian holiday, Bali, our new house, and this lavish reception. I terasa macam terhutang budi dengan you.....". There I said it all.
Hans sat there and looking very serious. I shivered because I was afraid he might misunderstood my intention. I looked down and closed my eyes. I wanted to cry. And Hans was not responding......."Hans have I offended you? I wasn't trying to be ungrateful, I merely .......", I stopped to look at Hans reaction and that instant he cupped my face with both of his hands and kissed me ever so passionately. Into a few seconds, he let go, he smiled and kissed me again. I didn't expect the second kiss....
"I yang sebenarnya terhutang budi dengan you. Really!". I was surprised by his words. He still has his hands on my face when he confessed. "Having you in my life it's like a second lease to life. I am a better person now than I was 10 years ago when my marriage collapsed. I meant every word what I've said in my speech earlier today. Please don't think I'm buying your love when I buy you expensive things. I buy because you do not have them. You remember, I told you that once before?" Put away your insecurities........I am gonna be here with you until my last breath. I am so happy to be married to you. You know I can go on and on all night........". He ended his speech with another kiss on my lips. I closed my eyes to savor his gentle lips movement, hard......, biting mine.
"AAaarrrhhHH.........", as I gasp for air. I was breathing fast. My heart was pumping fast....."Open your eyes Babe,........", Hans whispers close to my ears. The sharp edges of his stubble rubbed against my soft cheeks made me shiver....
It was impossible for me to open my eyes when I could barely lift my eyelids. My mouth parted. My internal voice pleaded, "I want you to kiss me hard..like you can't get enough of me..I want you to bite my lip and suck it hard and make cry for more".
Hans seakan-akan terdengar suara kecilku......then he whispered again softly at the tip of my lips,"Open your eyes and look at me babe, say I WANT YOU....". His hands was already unzipping my top. He lift me and place me on his lap. I took off his shirt and there we were naked on the sofa, breathing hard, rocking and clinging to each other....
Then suddenly, my eyes opened wide and my hands on his forearms. "I WANT YOU, HANS......", I said into his ears. "Make love to me Hans......", I pleaded. I was at his mercy. His hands cupped by soft round buttocks as he squeeze them softly. He lift me and gently pull me down again. My back arch and I feel so full. He stays still, letting me acclimatize to the intrusive, overwhelming feeling of him inside me. "I'm going to move, babe,” he breathes after a moment, his voice tight.
EEmmm,........AAaaahhHH.......I cried in pleasure.
Credit to ToniBraxtonVEVO and You Tube
He eases back with exquisite slowness. And he closes his
eyes and groans, and thrusts into me again. I cry out a second time, and he stay still.
“More?”, he whispers, his voice raw.
“Yes.”, I breathe. He does it once more, and stay still again.
I groan, my body accepting him... Oh, I want this.
“Again?”, he breathes.
“Yes.”. It's a plea.
And he moves, but this time he doesn't stop. He moves slowly at
first, easing himself in and out of me. And as I grow accustomed to the alien
feeling, my hips move tentatively to meet his. He speeds up. I moan, and he
pounds on, picking up speed, merciless, a relentless rhythm, and I keep up,
meeting his thrusts. He grasps my head between his hands, pulls me down and kisses me hard,
his teeth pulling at my lower lip again. He shifts slightly, and I can feel
something building deep inside me, like before. I start to stiffen as he
thrusts on and on. My body quivers, and sweat gathers over me. Oh
my... I didn't know it would feel like this.. didn't know it could feel as good
as this. My thoughts are scattering... there's only sensation... only him...
only me... oh, please... I stiffen.
“Come for me, Babe....” he whispers breathlessly....
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