Damar For Kinanti

Mas Yoga

Bagas glanced at the window many times, looking at his papa's house.

" why? going home to mama?" tanya Kinan read Bagas' unrest.

Bagas was silent and did not answer.

" Mama is equally papa to clean the house huh? Bagas same with Damar..

We go to the factory for a while and keep buying fried chicken with Bagas' favorite ice cream..

how's...?" Said Damar who had just finished taking a shower.

Quickly Bagas nodded, though,

" but Bagas' ice cream wants chocolate?" the boy whose face looks like his father.

" Lhooo take it easy..

ask aunt Kinan try..

auntie would not come, if aunt come later all of us to the square of the stone..?"

Bagas stared at Kinanti.

" Aren't you tired??" ask her husband, Kinan,

" Small tired, but the wind outside also lost tired, I also did not eat earlier in the place Yoga.lazy it feels to see the menu fatty menu..

we eat pecel next to the plaza.." invite Damar look enthusiastic,

" pecel buk sri who is not after the magrib?"

" it's not that dear.the place I and Aji eat if our money is thin.." Damar kissed his wife's lips and then commented a big smile.

" Bagas also wanted to be kissed by om.." Bagas' voice yelled at Damar and Kinanti, both of whom forgot that there was a small creature in their midst.

" Ohh.. forgot Nan..???" damar lirih said,

" Absolutely look left?" kinan Protest,

" i'm like a thief you have to look at, which I kissed my wife, kissed her also in my house?"

" yes. but there is Bagas..?!" Kinanti pinched Damar's chest.

" Aduu duu duu.." Damar grimaced, then picked up Bagas and carried him,

" here Bagas also kissed his cheeks.on the cheek yes.um was missed a little, actually want to kiss the cheek aunty.." Damar stood there grimacing, then kissed the boy's cheek.

Bagas smiled and patted,

" So.we're walking?"

" It's om!" answer the spirit bagas.

" Bobo same om and aunt dong later?'

" he emmm!" answer Bagas with a face of sumringah.

" Okay..we go to the factory for a second, um want to see people overtime huh..?"

Bagas nodded as he wrapped his hands around Damar's shoulders.

" Yes.mas To the factory first, I changed clothes for a while." said Kinanti stepped away from her husband and Bagas who was still standing in the living room.

Yoga removed the flops in the bun Dinda one by one, until the bun that weighed his head from morning until that afternoon was released.

" Slowly??!" dinda protests because there is still one pinch that has not been pulled, so her hair is interested when Yoga takes off the bun.

" It's slow already." replied Yoga while removing one remaining pinch.

" This is again in the hair." said Dinda pressing the front of her hair nekan.

There is a subal bun that is used by perias to make an arch or mountain in the front of the hair.

Dinda asked for a subal bun so that her hair would not be in the sasak.

Subal bun is useful for brides who do not want to bother tidying their hair after the event is over, that can be understood because more brides who are in a tired condition no longer want riweh by justifying their tangled hair because of the acid.

" Well. opo iki? (lha... what is this?)" chirp Yoga found a long bun inside his wife's front hair.

" That's the point so that my hair is not in the bag. and saves the time of extension as well.. It seems that the clasps are less..?" said Dinda helps find a pinch in her hair.

Yoga takes the flops one by one patiently.

" Well.. has it...here's the comb?" Yoga took the comb from Dinda's hand.

He combed his wife's hair with a heart.

If all day he was like a vigilant lion, then now he looks more like a cat, whatever Dinda asks anyway 'yeah' only.

" Though not rame rame. but relatives and colleagues came all..

so can not immediately change clothes after the photo.." Yoga grumbled with a tired face.

" Wes tho.gausah ngomel.toh already done.." said Dinda.

" Where's bagas??" asked Dinda suddenly remember her son she did not hear his voice at all.

" In bring mas Damar, said mas Damar was not going to be invited to sleep at the Mas Damar?"

" It's okay?"

" why then??"

" just take it after the shower??" continued Dinda.

" It's not us who want it, but Damar himself took it away..

mas Damar also called thirty minutes ago, he said Bagas wanted to be taken out of his voice was very happy for him." explained Yoga.

" You are, from now on do not often leave Bagas? he also needs your arms, if he loves Damar and Kinanti more, what good are we as parents??" dinda Protest.

" Well, not a full day married, but already got a scolding.." Yoga laughs, though,

" oh. don't like it?" Dinda turned to look at her husband.

Yoga did not answer, he smiled as he brought his face closer.

The red lips from the morning teased him,

like intentionally disturbing his heartbeat every time the owner throws a smile at another man.

" How could I not like this red.." murmured Yoga as he touched the hair he had worked so hard to comb, then kissed slowly lipsticky lips are still full.

Two weeks, even more..

Yoga did not touch Dinda at all, since it came Yoga only sulked indistinctly, and the tired Dinda had no time to persuade him.

The woman who was still fully capable was lifted into his lap.

While he himself also still wears a pull, but he has removed his boss until his chest that field is open freely and Dinda can touch where.

Still kissing warmly, both of them like venting long after a long time without seeing each other.

Yoga hands that are free try to remove Dinda kebaya that buttons only a few of it.

With a heart of heart Yoga kept the kebaya away and placed it on the bed, leaving behind a black keben that covered Dinda's chest.

Yoga's hand turned downwards, he touched the stagen cloth that was tightly coiled around his wife's waist and abdomen.

He let go of his kisses when his hands found it difficult to find a way to open the stagen.

" It's hard, sir?" goda Dinda tau Yoga Difficulty.

" Mbok yo in the fragrance. in bukakno tho gae bojone. (help..in open it for her husband.)" whispered Yoga in Dinda's ear while stealing a kiss on Dinda's neck.

" Who wants who? mbok yo business...?" reply Dinda review seductive smile Yoga.

" gr.... " Yoga clucked at the word Dinda.

" Come tho Din.. mbok yo ndang in dislodged..?? (come on, Din... get loose fast..??)" yoga said with a voice in restraint.

" Have to be careful.. a lot of safety pins, not not not unwilling. but I also need help because the penitinya behind..??" sahut Dinda tried to feel his back waist.

Yoga who saw that sighed,

" Owalah.tau like this wear ordinary clothes.." murmured Yoga.

" Yes, if you wear traditional clothes, you have to wear patience, you also have to be patient..

but the results of our photo are good tho wear array..?"

" Yoo... nice, so good that the shape of your hips looks so clear." the tone of Yoga turned a little upset.

" Don't blame me you know, indeed from the fairies so, in case I wasn't tormented all day??"

" Oh yes, my dear wife.my heart is troubled because your body shape is too good.." Yoga sour.

" Yes.. ndang in iki..?! (yes already.. quick on this help...?!)" Dinda got up from the lap of Yoga and turned back to Yoga.

" Ndang tho (hurry up) Yog?? " dinda said waiting for Yoga to open his stagen pin.

" Yog?!" tanya Yoga turned Dinda's body around,

" Yes.. Come on Yog??" let Dinda relax.

" Yag yog yag yog..?! I'm iki your bojom?! (i'm your husband?!)" dengus Yoga pulled Dinda again in her lap.

" Oh..?!" lamented Dinda,

" what would you call it if it wasn't Yoga??!" dinda asked after realizing that her husband's lips were elongated.

" Call me?! what is it, baby?! what pa, papa, pi, papi?!" answer Yog with a serious face.

Dinda felt like laughing, but she realized if she laughed Yoga must be sulking, maybe even angry.

" Hemm. ya wes. mas., mas Yoga. ndang tulungi tho bojone.." whispered Dinda while draping her hands on Yoga's shoulders,

" quickly in the open. My breath is already tight.." continued Dinda with a spoiled pose, and it was able to make the smile Yoga again expanded.

" Just watch if you don't call me mas next." threatened Yoga softly and then kissed Dinda's wrist close to her face.

Dinda got up, let Yoga take off his stagen.

" Now the return.. mas also loose?" tanya Yoga with a blush face so happy.

" There's a rope, just pull it." said Dinda while holding the front so as not to fall when Yoga pulled the rope.

" The array doesn't need to, can I take it off myself..?" dinda said, but Yoga won't hear it,

Off also pull it after pulling the rope kemben.

" Yoga?!" Dinda suddenly held his pull so as not to fall.

" Mas Yoga." said Yoga with a big smile.