Damar For Kinanti

don't hide anything from me

Kinanti drives her vespanya, she goes through her husband's factory, she,

" Wangsul (go home) ma'am?" greet the security guard slightly lowered his head, a typical courtesy greeting Javanese.

" Nggih sir." replied Kinanti throwing a smile, then returned to focus on driving her vespanya towards the house.

When he entered the yard, his forehead wrinkled with wonder to see a car parked in front of his yard.

Just as big and dashing as a Yoga car, it's just black.

The brand is different even though the body is almost the same, the color is jet black, with large tire tires.

A sturdy type of car for long trips and up into the hills.

" Whose car..?" batin Kinanti, he put his motor into the garage.

" Excuse me, mbak?" Umar suddenly appeared, and,

" I'm sliding the motor yes, want to enter the car..?" ''' Umar said with a smile.

" Whose car? how do you put the garage in?" ask the Chinatown plain.

" Yes sampean tho mbak.."

" ah, just kidding..?"

" This is a form of affection mas Damar mbak, he wants to mbak sit in a nice and comfortable car.."

umar's smile was wider.

" God?! how much is Mar?! definitely expensive?! can I change Mar?!" kinanti's face was uncomfortable.

" Lho? why mbak? don't like the model?

is it too big? but Mas Damar likes a strong car rather than one that looks beautiful.."

said Umar, whereas Umar knew, Damar deliberately bought a car that was just as dashing and a little more expensive than Yoga, because of his feelings as a man who was threatened and afraid of being rivaled.

Silent Umar laughed amusedly, his boss was right on the verge of jealousy which is not clear to his own brother.

" It's not so Mar, I know that my husband's old car breaks down a lot now,

I also agree that he bought a new car,

but not overkill, though,

I don't think my husband is as extravagant as his brother's brother." - Kinanti.

"Okay.." lamented Umar in heart,

"piye iki. mas Damar is actually not a wasteful person mbak, but because he was so wasteful..

because he's afraid to turn to the handsome man next to your house whose car is better.." inner umar.

" I don't think it's wasteful, don't be afraid..

mas Damar's savings are still enough to buy another one if you want.." Umar showed off his neat teeth.

" Why didn't you prevent it? he can buy a regular car that's cheaper?"

" Wow..how can I prevent the boss sir mbak..?"

" I don't want any bad sentences he's got just because he wants to make me comfortable with Mar??"

Kinanti glanced at Kaila's house, perhaps meaning Kinanti was worried that Damar's stepmother thought that she didn't.

" mas Damar is the leader of the family mbak, he has the right to take any decision that he thinks is good..

take it easy, mbak..." Umar immediately walked into the garage and moved the Kinanti motor.

Damar had just come out of the bathroom, his hair was even still wet.

The distinctive smell of her bath soap spread throughout the room.

It could be that he took off his towel in front of Kinanti casually.

" Have you memorized the form, are you still embarrassed?" damar said when he saw Kinanti hiding her face behind a pillow.

" Even though I have memorized the shape, but that does not mean you can go to and fro with such a look?!

what if there's a cat jumping?"

" What is this salted fish? you're the one who jumped, not the cat.." Damar chuckled, he took his casual clothes in the closet and put them on.

" Uh..?! why else?" tanya Kinanti saw her husband's back scratched.

" Why?" ask Damar to take off his shirt again.

So that the back and shoulders look that muscular field.

" Are you the boss or not.How often is your body like this?" Kinanti gritted while taking the ointment.

" Sit here?!" kinanti orders her husband who just wore the shorts.

Damar according, even more according than Bagas.

He sat on the edge of the bed, and let his wife apply the ointment on his scratched back.

" What makes you unhappy?" asked Damar to see Kinanti's face pouting, even since then the woman was grumbling.

" Why buy a car that expensive?" finally, Kina asked,

" Eh, who said it was expensive?" Damar looked at his wife.

" Don't lie, I already know how much it cost.didnya see my husband buy a car that expensive?"

Damar smiled, though,

" So you don't like it, honey?" damar said as he let out his wife's soft hand.

" I prefer to buy a car that is ordinary, as long as it does not strike and can the road is enough..?"

" i think you're different from your brothers,

I don't think my husband is the type to buy such an exaggerated thing..

I don't seem to know you, man.."

hearing the words of Kinanti Damar sighed.

" I bought it because you didn't realize it?" Damar turned and pulled the body of his wife, and,

sat his wife in his lap.

" Why am I the reason you're so wasteful?, what did your mother say later? married to me instead of foya foya, he must be thinking worse to me that people don't have what is this??"

" You think too much, baby..

I thought you'd be happy, but instead of nagging like this.." Damar kissing Kinanti cheeks.

" I know it's your money, I don't have the right to regulate what you want to buy, but..?"

" Hey.that's your money too.I worked from a young age just for you..

that was before we became husband and wife, especially now..

you've become my wife,

everything is of course yours." said Damar softly.

" You're a big lady here, so don't be easily provoked by my mother or anyone else..

I'm not thirsty for respect, but I can show my power when someone bullies you..

do you know why I worked so hard all this time?

because I want our grandchildren to be guaranteed his life.."

hearing the sentence that came out of her husband's lips Kinanti melted away instantly.

" How fortunate, I married a very responsible man." - Inner Kinanti as she wrapped her hands around Damar's waist, and leaned her head against his firm chest.

" why? don't want to nag anymore?" asked Damar smiling, he pinched the tip of Kinanti's nose.

" Tomorrow tomorrow. say yes if you want to buy what." said Kinanti lirih.

" Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't talk to you. I was wrong..

I'm willing to be in the law.." Damar kissed Kinanti's lips.

" What kind of punishment are you talking about?"

" Anything is. You can bite me here, or here..

or wherever you want.." Damar's voice shone.

" That's not the punishment of his name..?"

" don't want to?"

" of course not, where is the punishment that makes you happier like that mas?!"

Damar laughed, though,

" you're making me anxious, it's like hugging a child.." Damar laughed, though,

in his embrace Kinanti's body was tighter.

" Can I ask you something?" tanya Damar arrived, arrived,

" What is that?"

" did Yoga ever say anything about something she shouldn't have told you?" damar's voice was overtime yet serious.

Degs..

Kinanti nodded, her body stiffening instantly.

" Dear?" ask Damar again for not getting an answer.

" Wouldn't it be how?" ask Kinanti confusedly,

" Something that makes you uncomfortable maybe?"

Kinanti thought for a moment, it was impossible to break the brotherhood between Yoga and Damar.

His heart is right in the cover of anxiety, now honestly or not all of them have the risk of anger from Damar.

Kinanti was afraid, Damar's attitude would change if he knew the truth.

" No mas. he was polite to me.." replied Kinanti slowly, he hid his face in Damar's chest, so that Damar could not see his face clearly.

" right?" ask Damar, please,

Kinanti nodded, though,

Damar was not satisfied with Kinanti's answer,

but he didn't want to ruin the mood.

His wife looked at his face, and kissed him slowly.

" I'm your husband, I will always protect and defend you..

believe that..

therefore, never hide anything from me. Do you understand baby?" damar said in between his kisses.

And before his wife answered, Damar had laid Kinanti's body on the bed.