
I woke up the second time. After the dawn prayer, I fell asleep again. It feels so tired. The bright sun and the fresh scent of lush green foliage perfected my weekend. I spread the view. And there's no palanquin next to me.
"Remain...."
The bathroom is empty.
'Just been left for a while, I miss it. Your warm embrace makes me dependent to not want to be away from you. I'm back bucin.'
Bucin is the highest level of feeling in a relationship. I'll make sure I don't get the wrong guy anymore.
My feet quickly moved down the stairs. Usually, I find it easy in the kitchen area. But there's no. There is no back room either.
'Well, Scout work on the weekend.' Rutukanku upset.
I walked towards the main room. Want to turn on the television. But, from the direction outside I vaguely heard the voice of Pandu chatting with a woman. My ugly thoughts incited me to come out immediately.
"Oh My God's.... You land crocodile!"
I thought there were only 1 woman. Turned 2. My eyes warmed up to see Pandu with his heroic cock justifying a bike that I was sure belonged to one of those women. The flirtatious smiles of the two women added to my annoyance.
His quick steps approached Pandu.
"Ekhem! I'm looking everywhere.It turns out you're here."
Pandu was surprised to hear Jihan's voice from behind him. The sharp glances of Jihan's eyes pierced right in front of the two women. Pandu understands the attitude of his wife.
"Hmm.. This is the bicycle chain already attached." Trying to melt the atmosphere.
One of the women grabbed a bicycle handlebar and said thank you. Not caring about Jihan who had her horns set.
"Wahhh, thank you. Mas very good. If there's no mas Pandu, we can't go home. Hihi...."
"Lo has legs. Paralyzed huh? I'm confused how to get home."
The two of them were shriveled by Jihan's words.
He hugged his wife from the side. Trying to calm.
"Darling, don't be rude. Poor them."
"So you don't feel sorry for me?! Want to try cheating on me?!" Staring resentfully at Pandu.
"HEW! Ma'am, this is my husband. Not on the small!"
"Galak really his wife mas Pandu. Cerems."
One of the women pulled the other woman who was holding a bicycle handlebar. Jihan again said rudely furious with the two women.
"Basic ******! The actor! I swear you're paralyzed forever!!"
"Astaghfirullah, dear istighfar! Keep your word!"
Jihan pushed strongly on Pandu's body and immediately entered the house. His disappointment overwhelms his emotions. Pandu is confused as to how to persuade that Jihan is this angry. It's all just a misunderstanding.
"Honey.... Baby... listen to me first! Don't get angry without knowing the story. I just hollowed them out. The bike chain's off. They asked for help. There's nothing more than that. They're our neighbors. Be nice, dear."
"But not to all girls too! You're too good. Your good attitude is considered by others to be their same. You let their hearts be touched by your treatment. You're handsome, kind, gentle, friendly. Which woman is not as happy as being treated well as you. They like you Pandu. You give them a chance to tempt you. Next you will get used to it and prefer to go with the ****** that. It turns out that you're as jerk as David!!"
Pandu forcibly pulled Jihan and hugged her. The gentle kisses he let down on Jihan's face. His hand rubbed against Jihan's back trying to assuage Jihan's anger.
"I won't leave you, Jihan. Won't do. Please don't confuse all men. I know you were disappointed. But please don't equate me with him."
Jihan's trembling body held back the tightness of the crying gradually subsided.
"When you're still asleep I take the time to jog. When they came home, they called me and asked for help. I saw the bike chain come off. I have no intention of caper or macem. I really want to help. Despite their bad intentions, I don't care. Most importantly I just want to help anyone in distress. We have God, who will always take care of our hearts."
Jihan looked at his face. Seeking honesty in the eyes of the guide.
"I love you Pandu. I'm really afraid of being left out. I'm sorry for always having a hard time believing your words."
"Now we wudhu yes! In anger, ablution can neutralize our emotional feelings." Jihan nodded and followed the direction of Pandu road.
Jihan did not expect Pandu to have prepared breakfast for her. The breakfast dish is invisible because it is too emotionally ignited.
From earlier Pandu continued to laugh a little mocking Jihan who was still wet after crying. Television was not his focus. Just Jihan.
"Udah the laugh! It's so good to suck it."
"Hahaha. Like a clown."
"Iihhh... so evil is it the clown's own wife....!!"
"As long as it's not someone's wife. You are jealous again. Continuously crying like a child. It turns out that in addition to bawl and ferocious, you are whiny as well."
The cushion of the sofa in a row landed on the face of Pandu who did not stop laughing.
"Rasain. Very nasty, ignorant. Uh-hh.... Guide crazy husband....!!!"
"Haha.... Honey, sick! I'm kidding you."
BUMM.... BUMM....
Jihan didn't mind Pandu's agonizing moans. Pandu really pissed him off. The blows from Jihan did not stop along with the laughter and teasing of Pandu.
Hand Pandu who tried to withstand the force of the pillow punch did not survive. His body was pushed firmly back which led down the sofa. The surprised Jihan tried to hold back but was unable to. As a result, Pandu fell on the floor and overcame Jihan's body.
"www...."
Complaining pain.
Jihan straightened her body but failed. Pandu deliberately pulled back Jihan's hand and reversed his position now that overtook Jihan.
Jihan's nervous face was very fond of her. Tempted to tease Jihan. Pandu also brought his face closer not giving distance.
"Pa.... Pan.... Pandu, what do you want?"
The rubble on Jihan's cheek hypnotized the eyelids shut slowly. His heart could not compromise.
Long wait, Jihan did not feel any movement from Pandu. Open his eyes with doubt.
All he saw, Pandu just propped his head up staring at Jihan. Pandu's ignorant smile toyed with Jihan's confusion.
Is Pandu just playing with him?
Jihan's hand was trying to push the palanquin's heavy body. She was so embarrassed to have expected more.
"Hahaha... You think I'll do anything?"
"What the hell, Pandu. Watch out!"
"OMG, Jihan, Drive!!!"
Alya's shouts of surprise diverted the 2 people who were still at home in an embarrassing position for Jihan. Raska looked up unexpectedly with the scene of what his best friend was doing.
Jihan couldn't stand the shame. Pushing the body of the Guide strong until bounced backwards.
"Astaghfirullah Honey, my back hurts! Very rude to my husband."
Jihan didn't mind Pandu's moans. He busied himself cleaning up the falling sofa pillows. Alya and Raska's laughter made him uncomfortable. He was afraid that Alya and Raska would think a no-no.
"Hayo, you two say the same to me! What scene did you guys want to do just now?!"
The palanquin stood up while scratching his nape. Confused to explain what it looks like. His intention to judge Jihan, even he also felt colonized by Raska's question.
"No problem, Han. It is halal. But remember, lock the door first. Fortunately, I'm the same one Raska saw. If the neighbors see, the story is different. It can be in viralin. Hihi...."
Delikan Jihan's eyes reprimanded Alya's reckless speech.
"No macem-macem. I just wanted to punish Jihan. There are no you guys. Sorry, forgot to close the door."
"Snap.... Ndu, there are many reasons for you."
Jihan is upset with Pandu. Where could they possibly believe Pandu's confession. Jihan was already like losing self-esteem in front of Alya.
"Hmm... What do you want to drink? I made it first."
Jihan prefers to avoid rather than having to linger in receiving Raska and Alya's teasing.
"I'm serious just jahilin Jihan doang. Don't think of the macem! Poor Jihan."
"Lo, who's already provoking our bad prejudices."
"Hahaha. You've managed to return to Jihan's original attitude. Shy cat. I used to samperin Jihan."
Raska's ignorant gaze teased Pandu who was currently feeling embarrassed.
"Don't start, Race!"
"Hahaha. I'm waiting for the good news." Nudging belly Pandu.
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