A Friend from Malaysia

Green House

Yola sat at the dinner table while accompanying Ilham who was busy preparing seasonings for processed barbeque meat. The man seemed skilled at doing the work that the women often did.

"Why did Yola see that kind of brother?" tanya Ilham who consciously noticed by the wife. "Anging handsome to?"

Yola chuckled while nodding honestly. For some reason at this time he felt the man's good looks increased 100% with Ilham using the apron.

Inspiration smiled looking at the crisp laughter from the woman. Soon he finished making the seasoning. Then Ilham approached Yola and squatted down before him and clasped his wife's hand. Gently rubbed Yola's stomach which still looks flat.

"Darling, you'll be as handsome as Daddy if you're a boy later," said the man as if talking to Yola's child.

Yola shook her head.

"No, he's more handsome."

"Ck ... " Ilham clucked. "If that's how you want a girl. She'll be prettier than Yola, '' Inspiration replied.

"But Ammar wants it lil bro," ledek Yola.

"But Brother made it, so he must follow brother's will" replied Inspiration.

"Diih what? Can you do it without a partner? He's in my stomach now. Means she'll follow her Mommy's wishes," Yola replied not to lose.

Inspiration laughed and stood back up.

"That means Yola already admitted that Yola took part in the process of making her sister Ammar. Mase tu Yola not drunk means. Yola enjoyed the night very much. How about we go back to that historic night? We are in the green house today ..." sedu Ilham.

Yola's face turned crimson upon hearing the temptation of Inspiration. If you remember again according to the gestational age of Yola who has reached the age of 6 weeks it seems that the process of fertilization of her sister candidate Ammar did occur here, when Ilham took him away from the anniversary event N-one grocery.

"What's it like, Mrs Nirwan?" whiskey Ilham. "You're still a punishment you haven't given."

"cp .... Brother! That was his mind. I was really drunk because of the wine you love ..." - Yola denied.

"Tool to? Kenape Brother doesn't believe, ye?" reply Inspiration with squeaking eyes. "Try me to remember first. Hmmm ...."

Ilam pura thought. And Yola now pura also distanced her gaze.

"If Yola gets drunk that night, who looks sighed that night? 'Aaah .. aahhh ... a-abang ... Yola dah' ..."

Yola hurriedly smothered Ilham's mouth with her hand before the man continued his teasing on her.

"A-brother! Don't continue. Stopit! Stop okay?!"

Yola is really embarrassed now. He cursed himself who was always out of control when he made love to Inspiration. The man was always able to get him out of control over himself while the two of them were doing their hot activities on the bed.

Ilham gave a mischievous smile to Yola as the woman slowly removed her provisions.

"A-I want to see Ammar first up front," said Yola as she hurriedly ran away before Ilham made her even more embarrassed.

And Inspiration just let it go. After Ammar went to sleep, he could repeat such sweet nights with Yola.

And an hour later the three were ready to eat delicious dishes from Ilham cuisine.

"Abang, this is really delicious. Seriously! Where did you learn to cook?" yola asked with sparkling eyes looking at some kind of cuisine on the dining table.

"It's biase saje, honey. You are the one who is very lustful to eat. Yola's brother is given to eat wood swept with sugar and the taste must be tasted good," Ilham said.

For some reason at the end of this Ilham very like to behave ignorant and nosy to his wife's child.

"Isss brother!!! I was praising your cooking, why did he answer that? Ahh, I'm not eating!" yola said sulking.

"Dad!!! Sei nicht ungezogen!" ammar protests in German.

"That's listening! Don't misbehave Ammar to say," said Yola with a frown.

Inspiration laughs.

"Mommy's good at German juge, ye?" Ilham.

"Can be bit. Once upon a time our school had German subjects. When I was in Warthon, I took a German course, too" Yola said.

"Kenape Yola wants to learn German?" tanya Ilham full of search.

"There really has to be a special reason? Yeah nope. I'm going to college to take business management, brother. For anyone who knows there is an opportunity for me or the papa business that works with German companies, there is no harm in the preparation first," Yola explained.

"Is that just me?" tanya Ilham could not believe it. "Abang Rase you want to learn German so you can come to Berlin because you're still in love with your brother, right?" guess the Inspiration with a mocking tone.

He was very happy to see his wife's expression.

"Abang!!! Isss, really pede ... Who loves your brother and wants to see your brother in Berlin? The pedunya .. "laughter of Yola.

Ilham increasingly laughed with the attitude of Yolaa who seemed to sell expensive. Now he turned to Ammar again.

"Ammar, heb and Mommy Gezien? Hij is iemand die duur. Geloof and dat hij niet verliefd is op Daddy? (Ammar, have you seen Mommy? He is very expensive selling. Do you believe she's not in love with Daddy)?"

"Wie zou dat geloven? Geloof me, Dad. Mommy moet van je houden (Who would believe that? Trust me, Dad. Mommy must love you very much" replied Ammar with a typical laughter of his booty.

Ilham glanced at Yola and asked Ammar again.

"Really?"

"Yes. Really. Believe me, Dad!"

"Aisss, what the hell is that talking about?" Yola frowned at the incomprehensible conversation between father and son.

He knows they speak Dutch but he doesn't understand. Ammar does understand 3 languages other than Malay because when in Germany, he lives in an environment whose people come from various regions. The Netherlands is on the western border of Germany.

The father and son again giggled, making Yola even more upset.

"Yes, if no one wants to say. Mommy's lazy to talk to Ammar and Daddy!" that mummy's nagging.

"Mom, don't angry to me. Daddy kate Daddy is very fond of Mommy, hmmm cinte!" said the boy Ammar.

Yola blushed.

"liying?"

"No. Isn't that right, Dad?"

Ilham nodded with a face trying to be serious when he was eager to laugh.

"I can't believe it!" yola said as he got up from the dinner table leaving Ammar and Ilham.

***

Their night ended happily though the father and son had to beg for forgiveness from the Mommy for daring to talk about Yola in a language that the young mother did not understand.

After putting Ammar to sleep, the two lovebirds moved to the main room next to Ammar's room. And what else awaits Ilham, if not to demand his rights as a husband.

The man immediately looked over at Yola who was already preparing to want to sleep and confined her under his body.

"Abaang ..." Yola protest.

"Looks Mrs. Nirwan forgot that there was still a punishment that had to be passed to make amends" Ilham warned.

"What mistake?"

"Pura-pura don't know!"

"But I really don't know" Yola said in self-defense.

"You call Victor your brother!"

"Yes, it's my brother. He was 12 years above me. What should I call it? Mas's? Is he Malay? In Jakarta also I often call my brother to the brothers gojek, the brother of a chicken porridge seller. What the hell? Angry doesn't make sense?" yola Oceh.

"Just can't. Yola's brother only has a brother. Ilham's Brother! You must be punished for calling Victor brother!" said the man in a possessive tone.

"Alright, alright. What penalty?" ask Yola to give up. As soon as possible he wanted to end this punishment because he could not wait to sleep.

Inspiration smiled cunningly.

"Sweet punishment, dear," he answered fondly as he swallowed his wife's soft lips.

Basic mode, inner Yola in heart.

But despite how Yola still serves Inspiration wholeheartedly. Until unconscious their voices were heard to the outside of the room.

That late night, though, the two did not know that someone was quietly turning the key to the door of the green house and opening it.The atmosphere of lighting in the dim living room did not prevent the person from walking in the dark.

Slowly, he opened the door to Ammar's room and saw the boy sleeping there. While his ears caught the sounds from the main room.

"Abang, 'udahaaaan ..." yola's voice whined out loud from inside the room.

"Prophey baby, a little more. Brother will finish this .. ahhh .. uhhh ... Yol-yola. Ahhhh ...."

The sound of breath hunting until then more regularly heard from inside the room.

"Thank you, baby," said Ilham who was definitely intended for Yola.

In the dimness, the mysterious person outside the room also clenched his hands furiously.

***

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