Bojomu My spirit

Traumatizing

Stopit!

Arya put on a sour face, he swore this new skydive the same Ajeng, just no closer before Arya bathed with the door open, just close, Ajeng wants to see Arya bathe directly while pointing to what Arya needs to wash.

"That part is not yet, Mom. Still less soap, you'll still stink!" Ajeng narrowed his eyes, this time he did not expect that just by looking at it, the whipped bird could wake up and straight respect him, funny also saw Arya bathing with such passionate condition. "Hihihihi, are you napsu huh?"

Arya growled, from earlier she was told to give soap to a sensitive area, which there was a shaken bird woke up uncontrollably, let alone seen Ajeng up to the seeds, which was a shaker, he can be self-absorbed and drink cold water from a live shower.

"Dear, yes, already this fragrance, later if given soap continues, he vomits foam .. have you, Dear?"

Ajeng covered his face, more precisely to the mouth that was open, lost want to walk with Arya, see this more amazing and entertaining.

After getting Ajeng's nod, Arya again stepped outside, her towel wrapped around her waist and still there seemed to be a bulge there, she said, sure that junior Arya has not been able to calm down and sleep even though Arya's body has shivered.

Arya knelt right in front of Ajeng with one leg, staring at the face that he had wanted to fight with, if fellow men might have fought in the shortest time, but this Ajeng, Ajeng, the woman he loves and makes his life meaningful.

One kiss Ajeng avoid, two kisses the more Ajeng avoid, he pushed Arya's face away.

"You took this shower, you refused!"

"Bah right Ajeng did not say that after the bath can kiss, just if you want to deket the same Ajeng yes you take a bath, Mas. Wong stinks your ketek loh sampe out of the island, who wants to get kicked off?!"

Smell again, Arya wants to curse hard, since when the armpit stinks and since when also the fragrance oil prices millions of it is labeled as not qualified by Ajeng, all this time, so far, ever since they got married that made Ajeng sticky yes the perfume, today suddenly changed confidence.

Don't tell me to forget that she's Arya's wife! He made sure there would be no chains left on this earth, all he would use to bind Ajeng.

"Dear, hug!"

Ajeng ran up to the bed while standing up, think of it as surfing style, avoiding Arya as his hobby this time.

Do not ask Arya face into what color, it is worse than the burning embers, from so many times and events that exist, then the wife is not afraid of him, the wife is not afraid of him, it continues to tease and make his head twitch up and down.

"Ketangkep, can't escape. I've gone home spit, had a bath until the moss is gone, remove the perfume millions, continue now want lo siain, can not. Deketan, where's his face, want me to kiss!"

Hup, cup!

Arya hold the nape of Ajeng until the kiss deepens, making Ajeng's body move restlessly on the bed that is now subject to Arya, even Ajeng is already under it.

Initially rebellious, but in the minute that Arya can control, Ajeng complies and closes his eyes, follows and mai avenges Arya intensely.

Arya's smile expands, she can open the coil and let the bird shake out of the cage to enter the nest moist and warm.

"M-sorry!"

Arya jolted slowly until she sank all over, she started moving while closing her eyes, arching her back forward until their chests met.

Plaque!

Arya gaping, a little more he reached the peak of his nirwananya with Ajeng, precisely Ajeng's hand slapped his cheek tight, almost his rocking teeth were dislodged.

Bugh!

Oh my dear!

Arya bounces and screams, Ajeng's knees pushing her body away accidentally nudging the tiny two expensive gem seeds hanging without a handle.

His eyes closed in excruciating pain, he fell to the left side of Ajeng, his hands cupped to the side of his thigh, his face reddened, it was like inviting a grim reaper to come home.

The whipped bird that was once mighty, changed into a sapling worm, shriveling lifelessly.

Arya was declared dead!

***

Madam Ratih could not help but laugh loudly at Arya's words this morning, with a pale face and trauma, Arya was forced to sleep last night in the guest room, nothing, afraid that her little sister was kicked Ajeng again, and she was forced to sleep in the guest room, can be sloppy and not wake him up.

"Keep, you're not going to spray?" Mrs Ratih is spinning.

"This is how, want to spray already kicked first, yes it can be swallowed again as the bird Arya, ahahahah!" Mr. Darma rolled around downstairs, fortunately there was a fur carpet.

"Udah on satisfied ngetawain Arya? Another difficult child also from earlier in the laugh, Mam love the solution, can not dong I live in threat. Why that why?" Arya folds side under her sheath, still trauma wear*********, seeds trauma. "She is strange, not usually dare to go too far, she is even angry, invited so yes come on, let alone I am an expert, just now until I am traumatized!"

"Maybe Ajeng wants you to stop, Yes'!"

"Can't dong, Pap. That's a biological need, Arya just dapet from Ajeng, yes time to play the same pipe hole?!"

Jeez, Ratih's stomach is going to get out of place, laughing and shaking.

"Where's the Witch now, huh'?"

"There's in the room, he wants to be alone, doesn't want to see the chicken, doesn't want to be with me, essentially he wants to be alone, doesn't want to be with anyone, chicken eggs don't want to!"

Mr. Ratih then turned to each other on Mr. Darma, remembering the significant change of Ajeng two days ago, Ajeng rarely wear sandals in the cage area, but at that time he was all day wearing sandals, sandals, showing expressions of disgust and amusement, they had concluded that Ajeng was maintaining cleanliness only, maybe already aware that in the cage must wear sandals, not the same as chicken claw.

"Bring to the hospital try, Ya'!" cetus ma'am Ratih.

Arya was unmoved, Ajeng showed no signs of pain.

"Who knows she's pregnant again, that unusual change can lead to her, let alone the same hate she likes, Mama is sure she's pregnant with your child!"

Yes, yesterday Arya also had time to think about it when Ajeng asked for a walk to cry and then failed, Ajeng's speech was different from his behavior, not connected at all.

"Well pregnant again, Mom?"

"It could be, wong you sleep on him continue, spray can continue, how not so, check there!"

Arya holds the coil of her scabbard, running carefully to Ajeng's room and she, her seeds are still traumatized.