CALL ME MAS!

Anger Ends Pleasure

Rightist... Continues to... Continues to... Stop... The sound of people directing the driver of the box car in front of the rented house.

Thursday came, and everything went quickly. After painting the walls of the house and installing wallpaper for the room and living room. All finished as the wife wanted, Pras finally just sighed.

In the morning around 10.16 WIB, a car hauler from the furniture store arrived. Pras has asked permission to Ms. Nia, if today she moved house.

But Britney had an important meeting with the company's director and other top brass, so she couldn't take care of the move. But on Wednesday afternoon, he had been shopping for furniture and electronics.

Her husband was quite pounding when he saw the furniture his wife bought, one by one the goods came down from the car.

"Sir, please sign this letter of introduction" said an employee with the words meuble king's behind his uniform.

Pras signed it, the employee gave a letter that had been paid for Pras.

All items are in place, queen size spring bed with 2 pillows and 2 bolsters. Minimalist sofa, a set of 4-seat dining table, large cupboard, small closet, dresser, clothes clothesline and some bed cover.

Electronics that come also far from the shadow of Pras, there are AC, LED TV, refrigerator, washing machine, gas stove, magicom and fan stands, microwave, blender, and coffee maker.

The air conditioner is installed in the room by the AC repairman from the electronics store. If it was Pras also wanted it, because he was used to sleeping with a cold room.

But for the rest was unthinkable by Pras. That's not how there are still pritilan kitchen furniture that his wife had bought the day before.

Pras began to tidy up, slowly everything was arranged neatly "Darling, I have to advise you" complained Pras when arranging his room.

Pras has moved his personal belongings, quite tired, but for the sake of his wife he does not care. Just in his mind, what his wife bought was excessive.

Tikk... Tiikk...

It was late afternoon, had taken a shower, stayed put on clothes and put on lights, because there were lights that died.

Adzan Maghrib has been reverberating, Pras is neat with cocoa clothes, sarong and peci, about to leave for Mushola housing. Pras was about to close the fence, seeing that the wife's car had arrived. Pras again opened the gate, pushing to the right.

Britney looked at her husband who was tidy, she came down and said "Mas, I can be alone. I'm going to Mushola."

Pras just smiled and walked over to Mushola. Britney noticed something strange with her husband's smile.

Britney put her car in, it turns out the other motorbike is not in this house. Because some Pras goods are also still in the boarding house. And not happy with the hostess, as well as others. Only Anton knows, if today Pras moved house.

Britney came into the house, saw that everything was in order. They have two keys, because the door lock handle of the house, replaced Pras when there was a handyman tidying the house.

"Mas, you must be very tired" said Britney who was in the room and saw the bed was neat, with a purple-white bedcover. Window curtains are also neatly installed with purple flower motifs.

Britney wants to pray magrib first. After the prayer, he immediately prepared the food he had bought on the way home.

"Mas Pras must be all praying isya'. I have to take a shower" he said and rushed to take a shower.

Right, after finishing praying Isya' Pras just came home. Britney who came out of the bathroom and was about to go to the room, still wearing a purple kimono towel and her hair tied in a white towel, looked at her husband and Pras just kept quiet.

"Mas, you've come home" said Britney and kissed Pras' hand.

"Hurry to change clothes and pray" Pras said and Britney rushed to the room.

Pras walked to the kitchen to get a drink, he saw the dining table was served food. The bowl contains soup and fried chicken in white dishes, small chili sauce, which is covered with purple saji hood.

Almost everything Britney bought was purple and white. Pras sat on a chair and drank while opening the hood. Then taking two plates and a spoon, Pras also prepared two drinks.

"Mas, let me." said Britney to pick up the glass Pras had brought.

The two of them had dinner together at the house, and Pras was quite speechless, Britney felt there was something wrong with the situation.

"Mas, why? Is the food bad?" ask Britney.

Britney was silent, her husband was not as usual. After eating, Britney washed her dishes and Pras went to the bathroom. Britney was silent too, not daring to ask again.

After washing the dishes, Britney put dirty clothes in the washing machine and turned on the washing machine. Then she rushed to the bathroom to brush her teeth. Britney returned to the room and sat in a chair facing the mirror, putting on a vitamin serum and moisturizer for her face. His hands were also perfumed due to bodylotion.

Pras walked into the room, looking at his wife who was still sitting in front of the dressing table. Britney.

"Yes..." Britney hugged her husband.

Pras initially just kept quiet and said "You've already spent a lot of your money."

Britney heard that she was scared, and her husband was angry. Britney did not dare to say and just looked down silently.

"I hope you don't repeat it" Pras said, then took his phone and walked out of the room.

Britney was also wrong, not asking and telling her husband first. He chose and bought those things. Even though her husband has given the opportunity for her to shop as needed.

Britney finished drying her clothes in the back room, which was covered in a glass roof. Britney went into the room.

Pras was already leaning on his bed and both of his hands were busy typing. His eyes were only on the laptop screen and did not see his wife next to him.

"Mas, still mad at me?" britney asked and her hand held Pras' left arm.

"I'm not angry" Pras said, but he didn't look at his wife.

Britney felt her husband was still angry. Britney rests her head on her husband's shoulders. Her hand still held Pras' left arm and wished her husband not to be angry anymore.

"You must not forget to pay zakat" Pras said and Britney only said, if he would not forget to pay zakat.

Pras put his laptop that is still on it "Other times, you have to say the same to me." Pras said, then hugged his wife.

"Mas not angry anymore?" ask Britney.

"I'm not angry, as long as you also have to take advantage of all the items you buy. I do not like excessive things." Pras said while hugging his wife tightly.

"Yes, I understand. I'm sorry." said Britney, then Pras kissed Britney on the cheek.

Pras looked at his wife and said "I love you. I can't be angry with you either."

"Emmm.. I'm afraid I'm mad at you" Britney said with her teary eyes and her heart pounding.

Pras kissed the beautiful face slowly, almost all parts of the beautiful face was dominated by her husband.

"Have you done that do'a yet??" ask Pras.

"Yes, um." Britney replied.

Pras instantly made Britney fall into her ferocity. The man with full of charm in his passion of love for his wife. The ready-to-be-born and inner Britney, both hands in a hand, is blanketed, wooing, in the spell of the first contest and becomes the night of the two of them.

Friday night, a long night for both of them. Cannot be expressed in words. They are both at the peak of true pleasure.

Oohhh... Taste aauuuu*Author

Yuup...

Tonight is their first night. The two men clashed in warmth and this was the first for both.

Hopefully, without any more interruptions. *Authorr😅😂