
"After mom comes home, you won't split the room again, will you?"
Dita and Dicky just looked at each other and smiled.
"Not my beautiful mama." replied Dicky while kissing the back of his mother's hand and followed by Dita who also did not want to miss kissing the back of her in-laws' hands.
"Mom be careful on the road."
"But you have to work hard to make a grandchild for mama."
"Ready ma.....Listen to my wife?mama told him to, so you can't refuse."
Dita pinched her husband's stomach while Ratih smiled at the behavior of the two while passing into the car.
They waved each other, until the car riding Ratih bu drove out of their yard.
"Let's go in." holding his wife's hand, Dicky stepped inside the house.
"Are you still going to stay in the guest room?"
"Of course.Help me move the gold stuff."
Dicky pulled Dita's arm and sat him on the living room couch in front of the tivi, closing his face to Dita's face.
"Don't fuck around!"
"Not only various kinds of macampun papa anyway you are my wife."
"What about the contract?"
"His letter has been automatically void since we did it that night, because we both violated it."
"So who's gonna be fined?"
"I'm the only one fined, and all the fine money I'm gonna hand you over to make up for your pain that night."
"mmmpp."
Dicky kissed Dita's lips and ********** until Dita swagapan tried to regulate his breathing.
Dicky gave up his kiss and returned ****** his wife's lips greedily, We can only afford to accept her husband's treatment.
Because there was nothing else he could do except surrender, because of the useless reject they had already done it even in a state of drug influence.
And now they're doing it back on the couch in front of the tivi, conscious without any drug at all.
Even every day they do it many times because it is warmly enjoying the life of the newlyweds, especially they just stay alone in the house so they are free to do it anytime and anywhere.
Even when Dita was cooking Dicky had teased her and they did it in the kitchen without shame on anyone.
As usual Dita came home from the office with Rin, on the way home Dita remembered that some food reserves at home had begun to thin.
Finally he decided to stop by the supermarket not far from home to shop.
Rin helped bring Dita's basket.
"Are you?" said a man in a tie who was holding a small child about three years old and a woman in a typical nanny uniform.
"Sorry who are you?do you know me?" ask Dita in confusion.
"Jeez Dita...when did you forget? I'm Riko your classmate in 3rd grade High School."
"Richo.....Rikk......That riko?"
"Yes, the love you once refused just because you don't like the brand of chocolate I brought when shooting."
They laugh when they remember past events.
Finally they looked for a place not far from the supermarket where they were shopping.
"This is your son, or....Your brother Rik?"
"My son is Dit, cooks my age still have a little brother like this?ngaco you.!"
They laugh together again.
"Aren't you married yet?"
"It."
"How many children have you had?"
"It's only been one month that I married Rik."
"Well.again the anget-angetnya dong,hahahaha"
"Ah you, by the way your wife why not come?"
"Syilla's mother died three years ago while giving birth to Syilla."
"I'm sorry Rik, I don't know.And I even opened your old wounds."
"No papa, I've tried to accept reality."
"Patience Rik, do you have no intention of getting married again?your child is too young to really need a mother figure in his childhood."
"Many say so Dit, but who would want the same dudan kayak I Dit?It used to be that when you were young you didn't want to be with me, what else now must be the way women who stopped by."
Their conversation was interrupted when Dita received a phone call from Dicky.
"Hello...mmm?"
"Yes I'm home now."
After disconnecting the phone call, Dita immediately say goodbye to Riko friend of his High School period and before separating they had exchanged phone numbers to facilitate communication.
Seriate.....