Dusk Rainbow

Sloppy

Raisya wriggled, stretching his stiff muscles. His entire body felt crumpled and limp helpless. Let alone to get off the bed, shifting his position to the edge alone can not afford.

O Allah, why did the first night hurt so much, when brother Devan only did it twice, what if three or four times, maybe I will be paralyzed on the bed, Raisya lamented in his heart.

It turned out that one time was not enough to make Devan satisfied, and he repeated the action at two in the morning. While Raisya could not refuse Devan's request that was shrouded with passion, and the second was successful in making Raisya sprawled.

Raisya turned her head, stroking the sturdy jaw of her husband who was still asleep. He did not expect to be paired with Devan, a man who from childhood continues to tease him and continues to make him cry.

"Sister," call Raisya slowly.

Slowly Devan opened his eyes and turned towards the source of the voice, he greeted the wife with a kiss.

"Get me my phone?" pinta Raisya's.

Devan swiftly grabbed Raisya's flat object and looked at the clock on his screen.

"We shower together, the time is not enough if you have to one by one," said Devan with a distinctive hoarse voice waking up.

"But you won't do it again, will you?"

Devan woke up and sat on his back on the back of the bed.

"Depending, the dedenya still likes to stand up and she needs it," teased Devan as he giggled.

Seeing Raisya's fear, Devan laughed.

"I'm just kidding, it's a real bath, there's no ritual."

Raisya was a little relieved by Devan's words. At least he can still recover before Devan asks for his rations again and again.

Before going to the bathroom, Raisya contacted Syakila by phone.

"Assalamualaikum..kak, what's the matter in the morning has called me?" ask Syakila from across there.

Raisya replied in a soft voice and held back a laugh as Devan's hand crept towards his twin mountain.

"La, I guess today I can't go to the hospital, please tell Doctor Hani to take care of me in my room, yes" Raisya said in a weak voice.

"Okay, sister," answered Syakila briefly.

"Why is Raisya's voice like that? Is Raisya's brother sick?" terka Syakila is worried. 

This time Devan does not want to make Raisya sick again, he purely helps Raisya clean his body, even though he wants to again and again, and again, Devan must be able to hold it until Raisya's condition is back to normal and ready to score the next goal.

The morning became a new page for the bride and groom to organize their lives, starting from a past parents are now ensnaring two people in one love one desperate. Bathing together, praying together and doing activities both will be a decoration of their daily lives.

Devan helps Raisya fold the mucus after which takes the bed sheet and puts it in the basket. 

"Darling, what do you want the picture sheet for?" tanya Devan is picking up the sheets that are stacked neatly in the lower closet.

"If there is a flower motif, but if there is none, what is important is not dark color," answered Raisya, he limped towards the bed. Still holding the bottom a little bit of an ache.

"Sister, I'm hungry," Raisya stroked his increasingly rumbling stomach.

"I ordered some food, maybe five minutes to come."

Just now Devan put up a bed sheet, the bell rang, forced him to come out to open it.

"Mother, Father" exclaimed Devan loudly, because the door of the room was not tightly closed, Raisya could still hear her husband's voice.

"Mother come here, for what?" Raisya Gumam.

Dad followed by carrying a few bags of crackles in his hand.

Devan scratched his head that did not itch, he did not know what to say, which of course Raisya is currently sick because of his actions. 

"No, Mommy. Raisya is just tired, he needs rest, maybe Syakila heard wrong."

"So dad said it like that, but your mom didn't believe me and asked me to drive her here." Dad gave Devan his hand.

"Dad and Mother are indeed the best, I salute the Father who always accompanies Mother."

Devan lifted both his thumbs. As the word Mother and father is one organ of the body, if they are separated father feels something is missing, that is because Dad continues to follow wherever mother goes.

Devan followed my step towards the dining table. Early in the morning the woman in front of him had made him sport the heart and ketar-ketir. Devan is afraid that mother and father will be angry if they know the current state of Raisya because of his actions.

"Mother, father," said Raisya from the doorway of the room. Devan ran over to Raisya and led him. Despite the pain, the girl tried to walk as usual when approaching her two in-laws.

"What pain are you, honey?" Mother put the back of her hand on Raisya's forehead.

Raisya shook his head without a sound, there was no way he would say what was sick, surely mom and dad would laugh at him.

"Maybe because I'm too tired, so I'm allowed to take a day off. Mother and father don't worry, tomorrow I can work again."

Devan pulls out a chair and helps Raisya sit down.

Mahesa's father sat in the front seat, next to Devan, while Mother was next to Raisya. The man who was experienced in exploring the household looked at Devan and Raisya with a suspicious look.

I'm sure they're hiding something, and it looks like Raisya is holding back the pain, did they exercise in bed last night.

"Other times you have to set the time, don't get too late in the work. It's all your duty, Van."

"Yes mother, next time I'll pay more attention to it." Devan pinched Raisya's cheek.

"Van, can't you just go to the bathroom for a second?"

Devan laughs. "It's Mother's house too, time to go to the bathroom for permission."

Mother walks to the main room. After closing the door, Mother furrowed her brows while staring at the very messy bed.

"Based on today's children, never discipline, wake up immediately left," mother grumbled. 

Forced Mother to tidy the bed sheet that is still deviated and put a pillow that is still scattered in any direction. Mother's eyes caught something that was on the edge under the bed. 

"Astagfirullah Devan, what the hell is this, so slovenly," cried mother with annoyance. 

Mother took Devan's triangle pants, had not had time to put them, again Mother was surprised by something beyond reason. The woman saw a dried red patch in the middle of the bed sheet roll.

Did they just pass the first night last night, O God, may this be a good start, I do not want the events that happened to me to happen again.

Just getting up, Devan opened the door.

Mother approached Devan and pulled the left ear. 

"What's this, Mother?" devan asked grimacing in pain.

"Other times do not be careless, fortunately mother who enters, if others you can be laughed at," Mother admonished seriously. 

Devan only giggles when he sees something in the hands of Mother.