ARINDAS

Joint

Enjoy the wind on the beach with the pujaan. Waiting for the sky to bring up a reddish color while watching the sun drown itself.

Swinging the legs side by side and tightening the fingers. Sumringah's face with an expanding smile continued to be imprinted.

“Rin, he said your happiness is me, isn't it?”

“Iya. Then?”

Ricko smile. He stopped walking and hugged Arinda from behind. Leaning his chin on the shoulder of the pujaan. “I too. In fact, half of my soul contains you.”

“Maying, huh?”

Ricko laughing. “Knowledge, yes.”

“I can also seduce you.”

“I'm waiting.”

Arinda smiled. “I feel like I want to stop this second time as well. I want to keep doing this the same as you. Forever.”

“Time goes fast too, I assure you that we will continue this way. Together ... forever.”

“But, I'm still afraid of reality. Fear of rejection comes.”

Ricko turned Arinda's body. “You are a great habit. They like to ruin our romantic mood. Please, Rin. Beautiful talk aja.”

Arinda laughs. “Intermeso, Rick. As well as a reminder not to drown in pseudo seduction.”

“I'm sure God has outlined our destiny to mate.”

“Hei. You know.”

Ricko kissed Arinda's lips twice and switched the conversation. “After we get married, I want to have many children. Home should always be crowded by their adorable voice.”

“Rick, you say too far. Our status still hangs. Mr. Roni's verdict on the fate of our relationship has not been knocked hammer three times.”

“We are like defendants who are awaiting judgment.”

“You accused him, I'm a victim.”

“Loh ... loh .. loh.”

“Some time, anyway, Rick,” said Arinda writhing spoiled in Ricko's burly arms.

Ricko hugged Arinda tightly. “Ya-yep. Since the victim is beautiful, I according to.”

Waiting for love is like asking a question. But when you find, a smile arises.

Having love, life feels meaningful. A thousand strands of the words love and sedu also lulled terlena.

Their happiness may last until death do them part.

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“Morning, Beautiful,” greet Ricko while hugging Arinda who is cooking from behind. Then, lift the kiss on the cheek one time.

“Ricko, yes. Shame on the workers here dong. Freelance.” Arinda tried to thrash, but failed.

The servants chose to bow their heads.

“Let's just. They have seen it often too.”

It doesn't feel like two weeks have passed. The lovebirds who were drunk stayed under one roof. The orgasm of the devil can still be withheld. Both hold each other's desires and goals. So that no one breaks into it causing the occurrence of conceding.

However, the man who has a handsome and charming face does not care. A promise a while ago not to kiss again was ignored. Ricko said he was addicted.

Breakfast is served. This morning Arinda made fried rice with beef-eye eggs.

“White water or tea?”

“Tea warm without sugar.”

As fast as lightning Ricko moved. One glass of the order of the princess is ready to drink. The last one-week activity that eventually became a daily routine.

Arinda made breakfast. Ricko's providing drinks. Always water or warm tea without sugar. Because, the girl wouldn't risk her drink getting salty. So, play it safe.

While the waiters will leave once breakfast has been served on the dining table. The decree published by the young master who did not want his morning meal was interrupted by people.

After breakfast, the waiter will come back to clean up. Arinda is strictly forbidden by Ricko to wash dishes. Just cooking that guy allowed.

“I helped you check email, huh?”

This time, the two of them were in the living room.

“Not necessary. You will be tired.”

“I'm not tired. Most request salary.”

Arinda's contract is over. Neither the girl nor Ricko wanted to extend.

“Well, the. I don't want to pay for an impromptu assistant.”

Arinda. “Counting.”

“Price marriage, Rin.”

“Talk marriage continues. When did that happen? Ah, no-no. Not when, but hopefully it happens.”

“Rin, still morning, loh. Don't start, deh.”

Arinda sat down right next to Ricko. “Rick, take me shopping.”

“Once my work is done, we leave.”

“There's a limit?”

Ricko turned his attention from his laptop towards Arinda. “Buy whatever you want. As wide.”

“I'll spend your money.”

“Pend if you can. I don't mind.”

“Interesting. Prepare to fall poor because of me later.”

“Originally you stay on the side. I'm ready.”

“Ih, don't want.”

“Why?”

“Life must be realistic, Rick. I'm beautiful. My husband would have to be rich. Because, caring for yourself in a salon can only be paid for using money instead of love. Buying my favorite food should also be with rupiah instead of the seduction of gombal.”

Ricko laughing. “OK! I will always work hard to stay rich.”

“Well, that's dong.”

Both giggle. A joking slip that sometimes becomes a distraction when chatting. The love of both is too strong. So, occasionally having to throw bait each other to release laughter. In order not to have too many thoughts on the status of the relationship that is still unclear.