Damar For Kinanti

jenenge tresno

Damar was holding Bagas who was busy playing alone in the living room of his house.

" where's aunt Kinan?" tanya Damar pinched the tip of Bagas's nose.

" When Uti mas abode." sahut in Yuk from the kitchen.

" Since? or just now?" ask Damar.

" It started during the day mas. earlier I followed the same mas Bagas, but it turns out that Kinan mbak overslept in the Mbah chair.." explained Yuk.

Damar nodded, though,

" Bagas already took a bath?" ask Damar later,

" Said the nanny was already mas.sampun maem (has eaten ) as well.."

" yes wes. stay here yes, om want to take a shower first. bauuu.." said Damar lowered Bagas on the sofa.

Damar went into the room he used to work in.

Put the bag down and take out the laptop for cas.

His forehead was slightly contorted seeing some order on his desk changing.

" He came in here again." muttered Damar, then looked at the picture of him and Aji on the wall.

" Your sister went back into this room, I don't know what she was looking for." she said to herself.

Shortly after rearranging his desk to make it more neat, Damar walked out, and entered the room he occupied with Kinanti.

Room filled with the scent of Kinanti.

The smell of her feminine care lotion and cream pampering the nose filled the room.

This is the new thing that Damar likes since marriage,

He no longer felt alone, the body odor of Kinanti always stuck in his nose and made him unable to linger long for far away.

But unfortunately this week Damar is not as warm as usual, he knows and realizes it.

He felt awkward because of the incident at that time.

He even showed his weak side in front of his wife.

He cried and mourned his best friend who was also his wife's older brother.

Sadness and shame mixed into one,

let alone to spice it up, see it Damar was embarrassed.

After he cleaned himself up, he decided to pick up his wife at the Mbah uti house.

As usual, when he arrived at his house Damar went straight to the Kitchen.

And how surprised he saw his wife was asleep in the long chair that usually slept Damar as well.

Kinanti curled up there, it's so quiet..

in addition to the warm air from the fire that was lit Mbah uti.

" Do not wake up. mesakne (cassian ).." Mbah uti sound slowly, he walked in from the direction of the back door that connects directly with the rice fields.

" Are maem mbah? (have you eaten Mbah? )" asked Damar while observing his wife.

" Bojomu? uwis.. maem karo mbah sak durunge turu.(your wife? already. eat the same mbah before going to bed.)" replied Mbah uti.

" Let's talk opo e mbah? (what did you talk about? )" asked Damar to look at the rest of the damp in Kinanti's eyes.

" By e sak ditik.nangise seng akeh.(by the way a little. his cry is a lot.)" said Mbah smiling.

" Crying why is he mbah?"

" y nangisi you lee..?! (yes nangisi you son...?!)"

Damar was silent,

" Damar is fine.why should be crying mbah.." he said with a soft look at his wife who was still asleep.

" Iku jenenge tresno. (that's called love), if you are hurt in also join lee's heartache..

if you are happy, he is happy too..

you are old, you should understand your wife's feelings..

so confused until running here, the name of this Mbah is that." said Mbah uti.

Damar stroked his wife's hair slowly,

" From now on it's open the same wife..

difficult, happy..do not be alone pendam let the wife know and do not misunderstand..?"

" Damar emoh Kinanti Damar does not want Kinanti difficult mbah.)" said Damar.

" Everyone doesn't want their partner to be hard..

but what's the point of the household if you all take responsibility and swallow yourself..

involve your wife in various things..

in addition to adding insight, it can also strengthen your inner bonds..

once hardship is also good for his development, so that he becomes a decent and wise mother to take care of your child later." added the Mbah.

" Damar understood mbah. but still Damar did not bear to give him the burden of thought." said Damar still stroking elus his wife's hair.

" Owalah. ya wes. rene. ngombe sek coffee.(yes already here. drink coffee first.)" said Mbah.

Damar walked in the back, following in his wife's footsteps.

" Be careful.there are stones.." said Damar commemorating.

Kinanti was silent, and still kept going.

The sound of marine frogs, making the quiet atmosphere between the two is not so pronounced.

" watch out for the snake." said Damar again,

Kinanti retreated instantly, though,

" Where?!" tanyanya.

" I'm just saying watch out.."

" Ihhh..?!" upset Kinanti, her husband was like deliberately scaring her.

Damar laughed, he caught the annoyed face of Kinanti from the bias of a small lamp that was deliberately installed every 5 meters on the path to the house of Mbah utinya.

after getting out of the path of the rice field area Damar chasing Kinanti steps.

" What is it like to stay anyway?" tanya Damar grabbed his wife's right hand, wanting to walk hand in hand.

" Don't you not really care about me?" suhut Kinanti,

" Lho? no matter how??" Damar grabbed his wife's shoulder to face him.

" Mas silent not because it does not care.. precisely because I love you..?" damar was serious.

" Where is a loved one ignoring you?"

" Well, I didn't mean it. The mixed feelings..?"

Kinanti was silent, she just listened to her husband talk.

" Why shut up..?" asked Damar when long the two were silent in the middle of the road.

" We're talking at home." said Kinanti,

" When we talk in the middle of the road, we think our people are just making a fuss." added Kinanti.

Hearing that Damar nodded with a smile.

" The carrier, huh..?" in particular,

" Loof?" forehead kinanti crinkled,

Damar nodded, though,

" Did you forget the last time you held me, you were shaking like that?!" kinanti Protest.

" Yes in front." said Damar kalem,

" in front? I'm not Bagas mas.." Kinanti half grumbled, but Damar did not want to know.

At the lift of Kinanti's body up, then at the pull of Kinanti's thigh to circle at her waist.

" your?! this is in the middle of the road?!" Kinanti hit Damar's arm while looking to the right and to the left, afraid that if there were eyes that saw them.

But Damar just laughed wide, he kissed the lips of his wife who was nagging it with anxiety.

" You are exactly Bagas if this is the case." murmured Damar.

" But to keep my body small, mas treat me like a child..?"

that's right, Kinanti looks like a child in Damar's sling who is tall and big.

" How could I consider you my wife's son..

don't nag anymore, let's go home..?" said Damar again walking towards the house while holding Kinanti in front.

Kinanti who had resigned poked her hand to Damar's neck and leaned her head against Damar's shoulder.

" Is it okay to lean from the front?" ask Kinanti slowly.

" It's okay, baby, we get to the door of the house soon." said Damar then opened the door with his right hand.

After the door closed Damar can no longer be patient.

Kissing Kinanti's lips, slowly and gently.

Kinanti who was still on Damar's sling certainly wriggled as Damar's kiss began to descend to his neck.

Sensing his wife moving on, Damar's patience was over.

He took Kinanti to their bedroom, and locked her door tightly.

Yoga Semetara who had been standing in front of the window of his house could only see the painful scenery that was presented before him.

He clenched his hand to resist the turmoil of his jealousy.

He is not that strong until he has to see the intimacy between Damar and Kinanti who sometimes do not know the time and place.