
Dimas took the hairdryer from the hand of Kalila who was sitting in front of the dressing table. Kalila's smile continued to expand, as she stared at Dimas, who painstakingly dried her hair.
Never thought Dimas would be so romantic. Kalila thanked them for their friendship ended in the guarantee. Kalila felt lucky to be the wife of a Dimas Adi Putra.
“It's dry, Mistress,” Dimas said.
“Thank you, Bang,” said Kalila with a smile. The two pairs of married eyes are now staring at each other from behind the mirror. Dimas returned the smile that his wife had thrown him.
Kalila turned her head to look at Dimas. “Bang ...”
“Iya dear,” replied Dimas.
But Kalila did not continue her speech, until Dimas slightly bent his body, then put his hands around Kalila's neck.
“Why huh? You want some more?” goda Dimas, while landing a gentle kiss on her cheek.
Annoyed by her husband's words, Kalila removed Dimas' hand from her neck. The woman walked away. Throwing her body on the sofa, Kalila turned on the television.
Dimas ran a little towards his wife. Sitting next to Kalila, Dimas straightened his head over his wife's thigh. Kalila didn't care about the man. He was busy pressing the remote button, looking for television shows that he might like.
While Dimas, busy looking at Kalila's face from below. The man's face was bright. Sleeping on the lap of the woman he loved so much, Dimas felt his fate was very lucky. The man thought, forever he would only be Kalila's best friend. Dimas even had time to think to help Kalila to get back close to his cousin Ibrahim—.
Since long ago, since he knew Kalila, the happiness of the woman was a priority for a Dimas Adi Putra. If Kalila's happiness is obtained by being Ibrahim's partner, Dimas was willing to sacrifice his feelings.
But who would have thought, now he can lie on the lap of the woman, even they sip the sweetness of love together.
Today was a really happy day for Dimas. Because that man, already has Kalila completely.
“Sayang ... Want to?”
Kalila clucked irritably at Dimas's words. The woman did not expect that Dimas was always perverted. In fact, he also likes the man's actions. Errata. Not only likes, Kalila even assesses the action of Dimas. That guy really got Kalila intoxicated.
“Iaaang ...,” whine Dimas. The man even rubbed his face on Kalila's stomach, until the woman felt amused.
“What the hell, Bang Dim?!” ketus Kalila, while pushing her husband's face.
“It still hurts, you know?! Anyway, Bang Dim is not tired what?!”
Dimas straightened his body. The man even pinched the two golden cheeks of Kalila. “You are, why does his mind go there anyway?
Don't-don't ... You want it, huh?” fashion Dimas.
Seeing Kalila's annoyed face, Dimas held back his laughter. The man dragged his steps away from Kalila.
Before long, the man returned with something in his hand. Dimas then handed the rectangular box he brought earlier, to Kalila.
Kalila stared at the box in wonder, “what is this Bang?” ask Kalila.
“I was going to give this to you. I asked you, do you want it or not? I mean yes to this gift. You think it goes thereuu continue,” said Dimas while holding back his laughter.
Kalila paid no heed to Dimas. The woman focused on the box that was now in front of her.
“Open if you're so curious,” Dimas's orders. Kalila opened the box. There were two black gold cards and a pile of paper under the two cards.
“Credit card yes Bang or debit card?!” ask the girl enthusiastically. Dimas frowned.
“You see that card first. Is there a bank name, listed there?”
According to Dimas's instructions, Kalila picked up, then observed the card. The woman did not understand at all even though she had flipped through the card many times.
“Card do what the hell is this Bang?”
Not wanting to answer the question posed by Kalila, Dimas instead asked the woman to read the pile of paper that was there.
“Bang Dim bought an apartment room?!” Dimas nodded while smiling gently at the woman.
“And it's on behalf of you,” Dimas said later. “Tomorrow, after returning from here, we will go directly there and occupy it,” continued Dimas. Kalila again widened her eyes, even this time her mouth was gaping.
“We don't live with mom and dad?”
Dimas shook his head, “We will live independently Kalila. Just both. Just you and me.”
Kalila did not expect. Dimas also never told him, if he had bought an apartment room. Because Kalila thought, if they would stay with both mothers Dimas— Bu Ghita and Bu Asih.
“That apartment is close to mom's boutique. Close to your office. So you're not too tired from living too far from the office,” explains Dimas.
Kalila nodded quickly. Dimas spread his arms, Kalila happily hugged the man.
“But I want you to stop there. I want you to help me set up my own mikik company.”
“Lila is not good, Bang. Lila hasn't even worked there for a year. Lila also wanted to develop Lila's career. Lila wants to be like Mamak who became a career woman,” explained Kalila.
“You're sure, if the reason you're just that? No other reason?”
“Other reasons?“ Dimas nodded his head. “Who knows because you still want to see someone there?”
Kalila's forehead shriveling. At first the woman did not understand what her husband meant. But suddenly Kalila understood. Dimas is jealous now. The woman released herself from Dimas's arms.
“Means Bang Dim, Bang Ibra?” Not answering Kalila's question, the man simply raised both eyebrows together, to explain that what Kalila meant, was true.
“Reason Lila just the Bang. It's up to Bang Dim to believe it or not.”
Dimas exhaled slowly. There was a flare in his chest. The man did not fully believe that Kalila had completely forgotten Ibrahim.
“Alright if that's what you want. I can't force. I just want you to be happy, Kalila. Whatever it is, I'll do.” Kalila who had just bent her face, now suddenly heard Dimas say. The woman slammed into her husband's arms.
“Thank you Bang Dim.”
“Don't just thank me through words alone. From now on, if you want to thank me, it must be by deeds.”
Kalila raised her head, looked at Dimas, “Thank you for the deed?” Dimas nodded, the man then patted his aunt softly with two fingers. Kalila understood Dimas's intentions.
Gerashe Kalila pulled the collar of Dimas's shirt, and pressed her lips against the man's. Kalila immediately sipped it. Dimas of course directly devoured it. Those small kisses quickly became a suction.
Muttering each other with full gai*rah, Kalila had unconsciously moved. The woman was now sitting on Dimas' lap. The man's hand was even behind the pajamas Kalila was wearing.
Mutually exchanging saliva, Kalila's defense almost collapsed. Lucky to hear the bell. Otherwise, Kalila must have demanded Dimas to satisfy her again.
“It looks like our order food has come,” said Dimas with breath still panting. Kalila could only faintly nod.
Dimas rushed to open the door and brought in their order.
The newlyweds ate their lunch in the afternoon. Because of the two-round fight, it made them forget about anything, including eating.
That afternoon, Kalila and Dimas, ate very well. It was as if they were about to gather energy for the night struggle.
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