Alena [My girlfriend was taken by my mother]

Season 2 Part 46

"Mas, how do you look so relaxed really squirming her behavior Puspa earlier? It's no problem, is it?" I was curious when I took off my shoes.

"Yes, because he's never been together. Once dating only the same human being baj*ngan," replied Mas Dwi with a little emotion implied in his speech.

He could never relax if he discussed something that had something to do with Robi. Because the man had hurt the man he loved so much, not one but two. It's not that I've forgiven, it's just that as long as I don't see that human face then it doesn't feel so painful.

"Mas, do you know that Puspa is going home today?" ask me with the intention to divert the conversation. After putting the shoes in place, I helped Mas Dwi to remove the buttons of his shirt.

"Yes, that's why I canceled our promise to go to the cafe" he replied. Hearing that, I looked at him in annoyance.

"Can! Why not be honest? Kan, I will also cancel our plans without getting angry," I said.

"Sorry dear, this is Puspa's request. If I'm honest, I should have told you from last week that he'd be here."

"Okay, good thing this is Puspa's request. If not, maybe this mallem Mas should sleep outside."

"Don't dong! Who'll hug you if you're cold?" His hands hugged my waist and closed the distance between the two of us. "Are you not far from me for long?" her god again while rubbing my cheek gently.

The blush! My cheeks are back. Although it has often been like this, but still my cheek can not be controlled.

"Udah, ah! Come outside!" reject me. I don't want to make out any more, because it's not time yet.

"Hey, you haven't changed your clothes yet, honey." Mas Dwi was holding me back from leaving in front of him.

Now replace the one who pointed his hand at the top button of my shirt. My heart was pounding, blood flow throughout the body was getting hotter. Plus the beautiful scenery that has been plastered real in front of my eyes. I don't know when was the last time Mas Dwi exercised, but the muscle shape still looks very beautiful. Just like the first time I saw her on our first night.

"You?" the question was when the buttons on my shirt were almost completely open.

I could only shake my head, but a part of me was expecting more. Mas Dwi put on a smile, then pulled my chin slowly. The distance between our faces was getting closer, and he kissed my lips gently. I closed my eyes and enjoyed every touch.

With his free hand, he began to unravel my shirt and rubbed my back slowly. I naturally closed my body and hugged him with both hands.

For a moment we were lost in intimacy without remembering anything else. Our superior has been completely detached, Mas Dwi was slowly guiding me to lie on the bed. When our consciousness began to return, we accidentally saw each other's beads and laughed.

"We haven't locked the door, have we?" ask Mas Dwi. I nodded with a laugh realizing our carelessness.

"Yes, it's tonight again, huh?" ask Mas Dwi again which is actually a request that cannot be refused. I nodded again. Mas Dwi again kissed my lips briefly, not forgetting he also kissed my forehead to end this short game.

After changing clothes, we came back out of the room. A delicious aroma filled the room, we went straight into the dining room.

"What are you cooking this time?" I asked Tria. Me and Mas Dwi were sitting on the dining chair.

"Chicken balado, chicken soy sauce, the same, ah, chicken soup," he replied confidently while arranging the dishes on the table.

"Danger is also yes if you are cooking pinter. So wasteful!" gerutu Mas Dwi's.

"Whisper! And the end of it is also Mas who eats the most!" reply Tria.

"Yes but, right, you can cook some kind of that. Not all the chickens! Rich gini see, where's the vegetable?"

"There's!" deny Tria again. They never argue, there is always something they are worried about. But at least, what they are arguing about this time is not something as bad as it used to be.

"In the soup there are potatoes, carrots, mushrooms, cabbage, teru…." He seemed to be thinking, then asked Mbak Arum, "Mbak, what is this ijo-ijo?"

Hearing that question, Mas Dwi and I compactly held back a laugh.

"Buncis, Non," replied Mbak Arum patiently.

"Well, tuh! There's chickpeas too. Much, right?"

"Hey-hey-hey!! Don't be alone without me!" said Puspa who just finished the ritual and immediately sat next to me.

"Your perfume is good" I said, focusing wrongly.

"You likey?"

"Yes, you are one taste when it comes to perfume" continued Mas Dwi. I nodded in agreement.

"Well, nice dong! We're shopping tomorrow, yuk! Later we buy the same perfume," Puspa asked with enthusiasm.

"I'm coming!" sahut Tria's.

"But! So pede! You don't want to come, make it uncomfortable!" sulcan Puspa's.

Then we ate together. This time we forced Ms. Arum to eat together. Usually he never wanted to, but because of Puspa's persuasion he finally melted and wanted to eat with us.

After eating, we gathered in the living room. The chat this time is dominated by the life story of Puspa whose content is 90% working. Grateful now his S2 college is finished, so he only focuses on taking care of his business.

"Tria is a thesis, right? Later the trial will be completed, if the transcript has come out directly list only in Kak Puspa's office, yes!" take Puspa with his leisure.

"Keep, I'm going with Brother to Singapore?" ask Tria.

"Yes.. yeah, why?" Puspa looked towards Mas Dwi. "You're the one who banned, huh?"

"Flame! Though from earlier I was just diem," Mas Dwi's murmur.

"Not Mas Dwi kok, Sis, but Papa same Mama would not give permission. Anyway, Papa said I have to S2."

"Yes S2 in Singapore! Can, right?"

"I'll think again, sister," replied Tria. Along with that, his phone rang. "Just a minute, brother!" he stopped us and ran straight into the room.

"You, can't you just play with Lena's finger? I'm glad to see it!" puspa protests. Yes, since then Mas Dwi did play my little finger, I don't know what the purpose is.

"Grand lyrics!" sulek Mas Dwi who now just pulled my body so that made my head lean on his shoulder. "Where? Is it getting worse?" ledek Mas Dwi's.

"Si*lan!" Again Puspa threw the pillow in his lap on Mas Dwi's face. The one who was thrown laughed with satisfaction.

"I don't have bad intentions with you, Pus!"

"Bodo very!" suluh Puspa again.

"Great essence! Though my intentions are good. I want you to be like us." Mas Dwi also let go of his embrace and sat more upright.

"Can you show off the intimacy?" barren Puspa.

"Hey, that's not it! Try to be more open with your partner! I know you can do everything alone, but that way men feel useless if you keep being like this," explained Mas Dwi.

"If they're useless, then am I wrong?" Puspa's tone is quite ketus. It seems like he's completely different in his way of thinking with us.

"Emm... Can I come and say no?" ask me to vent.

"Can, I can do it! I'd rather you talk than your sweet husband!" replied Puspa with a steady.

"Basic woman!" ledek Mas Dwi, then he suddenly kissed my cheek and moved from his sitting position.

"Woah, really!" furious Puspa. However, he did not have any more items to throw and it made Mas Dwi feel more victorious. Seen from his very distant laughter.

"Mas, evil! There's a hunt coming in, make people go all over!" expel me. Although it actually looks funny, but I also definitely feel annoyed if it is in the Puspa position.

With laughter still remaining, Mas Dwi stepped into the room and left us both.

"I thought since I had a wife, she could be more calm. It turns out the same!" gerutu Puspa's.

"It seems like you want to be up anytime, Mas Dwi will still be the same person, anyway," I replied.

"Yes, I actually looked at him who was like this. I once lost the original Dwi figure, and I am grateful that you can return the Dwi figure again," replied Puspa with a smile, but the look in his eyes radiated novelty.

"So, did Mas Dwi ever change?" I was curious, though I guessed that the cause was Layla.

Puspa nodded slowly, then replied, "Then Dwi met the woman, she changed a lot. I don't know what the cause is, which must finally prove that the demonic woman is not a good woman. If I could see that woman again, I'd like to get her hair all bald."

"Hm, I get it." I nodded in agreement, even I hope that the woman gets a much more painful reply.

"One piece of info I got. He apparently lives not far from this village, his 2-year-old daughter."

"Oh yeah? Where did he live before?"

"Lumayan is far from here, because they know it on campus. And if he stays here, there's two chances. First, her husband is indeed here and second, she wants to ngusik Dwi again."