Between Me and My Husband

On hold

I came home half-dreamed, please do not imitate, but Thank God I got home safely. The clock has shown at 5 pm, fortunately Mas Dipta has not returned home. This morning, I was sure I would be home by 4. But it turns out that the chat and question and answer sessions with Amel lasted long until they forgot the time.

I can't believe Amel's statement is more in my opinion. Masa' yes Bagas to depression, very short of his mind. Maybe he's dead love with me, to his side. Indeed, I am not classified as an idol girl on campus, but maybe she likes me who is simple, supple, not arrogant, naturally beautiful from the heart and importantly my attitude is also commendable hehe..

Haish.. already - I have to immediately take off the house to make it look warm and comfortable. First I tidied up Mas Dipta's room was chaotic because my stuff has been moved there without my permission. But it's okay, I'll take it with sincerity and airy chest. For almost 1 hour I was visiting, I came out after the room was done. It is clean, it is neat and already fragrant.

The second step, I headed towards the kitchen and dining table area. I opened the refrigerator, and breathed deeply. There's only bread I didn't know was worth eating or not and a few bottles of mineral water.

I took mineral water and I gulped it in half. I looked around, what tomorrow was I just beberesnya. Now it is very sticky body wants to immediately take a shower.

Yo wis lah, because already want maghrib too. I went in the bathroom and took a shower. Don't take care of what you want to eat tonight.

Because the weather today was quite hot, I finished my bath wearing the clothes that I thought made adem. A knee-length canal with short sleeves.

I came out of the room when I heard a greeting. A voice so familiar to my ears, who else if not the voice of Mas Dipta.

"Assynoltomodel.."

"Walaikumsalam.." I answered, I have arranged words to make my protest because I would move my things myself. Moreover, there is a possibility that move is Leni.

"Mr Cape?" I asked her to come over to kiss her hand.

"Not really.." she answered.

After I kissed her hand, she took off her shoes and put them on the shelf.

I caught his handsome face. It was as if he was feeling angry and tired. Duh, failed my plan to protest. If still desperate, it could be later the war flag again fluttered.

As a good wife, I immediately put on my sweetest smile in order to calm her heart that might be in a state of confusion for some reason.

"You want to drink Mas?" Ask again.

"Hem. can." The answer is not excited.

"You want an angel what's cold?" I walked into the kitchen to get him a drink. It turns out he was following behind me. While I was in the kitchen area, he was sitting on the dining table chair.

"White water only, cold to seger."

I'm nodding. Immediately I pour water in the bottle in the refrigerator into the glass. I placed the glass in front of him. And before long, the water had been sitting in his throat.

She turned to her seat so she faced me standing next to her. His hands were round to my waist and his head was leaning against my chest, he was holding me like a child sulking at his mother.

"Mas.. Mas Dipta again spoiled fashion huh?" I asked while giggling, in order to improve his mood. Wake it if he is still merengut aja, where I have to ask permission to jenguk Bagas tomorrow. Let alone out permission, would open the voice just do not dare me.

He glanced at his watch, and when he got up from his seat pulled my hand. Take me to my room.

"Hem. soon Maghrib will be a quick one, create a mood booster."

Still in a state of confusion, when I reached the room I just stood staring to see him close the door.

"Let's take a shower!" Take him and lift my body just like that into the bathroom.

"Huh? But I've taken a shower Mas.." said I started to connect what he wanted, but it looks like he's been on fire so it's useless I give up.

He dropped me off and just grabbed my lower shirt. How come I was wearing a shirt that he easily opened from below. Touching me without warming up and uniting myself. It feels like that. oh God, goosebumps from the ubun to the feet. Pueeriiih is immeasurable.

But soon he played it softly until I forgot how it hurt at the beginning.

It's really just a little while and fast, because 15 minutes later we're out with wet hair. Fiuuh.

That night we finally ate through food delivery message. I'm preparing all kinds of our ordered food on the dinner table. I saw Mas Dipta his face was back to normal, no longer frowning. Even grillingah and looks more glowing, what suppose he also did the treatment on his face?

When the food was on the plate, I sat down next to it and prepared to eat because my stomach was hungry. I wonder, why so often laper yak? Perhaps the energy effects are often depleted due to exercise**- ***.

"Pbuh.kok not say if I move my stuff?" I asked in between my food. Started to dare to protest, because his mood has improved.

"Yes, surprise, right?" the answer was even grimace.

"Huh? Why surprise? this morning, I started frowning. ... What are your other aspects that move it?"

"Son dong, I'm the one who put it all together. We have to have a room, Nia. Time' split up, not good dong.."

Yes yes, we are already husband and wife by birth and bathin so indeed kudu one room. But 'not good' what does he mean? But no papa, a sane wife is happy husband.

"Mas, tomorrow there are only 1 course that morning.." My words are still stringing words so that he can immediately allow to visit Bagas without asking much questions. I see he's still enjoying his dinner.

"Anu. I saw nothing in the fridge. Vegetable stock is also not there, so if you want to cook do not bother. Then we'll look at a sick friend. Trus, after returning home, Mas Dipta would be in masakin what?" I light up while disguising my permission request. Mas Dipta seemed to just nod, and my heart was hollow. Yess. permission's in the bag. My inner.

"Who's sick?" Jeder.the question is you know, even though flat but already kayak in a lightning strike. Apparently oh it turns out, my disguise permission was immediately revealed.

"That's a classmate who during the last semester we were a group. So it's not good to know he's sick but not sick." I answered ketar ketir. I hope he doesn't ask again and gives permission. If you know who's sick Bagas, is there any way he'll give you permission?

"Hem, okay." The answer.

Yess!! My cheer in my heart. I was relieved dong.

"Tompeach cook mussels black pepper sauce deh. Let's keep the stamina on." Further again. I immediately imagined that on hold. Stamina, isn't it what he said? But my brain did get better first..

"Later again! Don't worry, we have all night till dawn." His eyes were glancing at it, until I got goosebumps. Fortunately, the food had run out, if I was not sure I was sprained.

Huh. don't eat shellfish already on, how about already eat shellfish. I can't get up maybe I'm out of bed.