Forced to Be a Comforter Woman

Mournfully

"Hmmm, start flirtatious now huh!" haris.

Haris tickled my waist with a grinning smile. Due to the sudden attack from Haris, I immediately jumped in shock and suffocated.

"Www! Ampun amused, bang."

"Then don't build something that sleeps. If he wakes up, he'll have to ask for his rations!" balas Haris's.

He pointed towards his groin which started to bulge under the covers. I immediately smiled wrongly, looking at the protruding object.

"Iiihh, what an, hell!" I said embarrassed.

Haris also smiled at my behavior. He immediately pulled my body into his arms and kissed my lips.

"We play again, baby." Pinta Haris.

Haris whispered in my ear while drowning her face in the recesses of my neck. I also agreed to his request.

Without a second thought, Haris directly attacked me ferociously. And finally, the heat struggle was repeated for the umpteenth time.

After finishing doing a delicious activity, Haris and I walked to the bathroom to clean themselves.

Haris soared up and rubbed my whole body. And without warning, Haris again attacked me from behind. He did it with a violent and rapid movement in the bathroom.

Half an hour later, Haris was finished completing his activities and we both immediately took a bath together under the shower.

After finishing, Haris and I went back into the room and put on their own clothes.

"What do you want to eat, Ndah?" ask Haris.

"Nasi padang, bang. Let's get the grilled fish!" answer me.

"Trus, what else? What do you want, baby?" ask Haris again.

"Carrot juice and rye bread, that's it, bang!" reply me.

"Okay, wait a minute!" answer Haris.

"Yes, baby." I replied with a sweet smile on her.

Haris immediately rushed out of the room to buy food. He passed away by driving his car towards a fairly large restaurant in this Batam city.

After Haris's departure, I began to tidy up the bed that had fallen apart like a broken ship. After everything was neat and clean, I put my body back on the bed.

"Huh, her tiredness." I muttered with a long sigh.

After taking a break, I sat down cross-legged on the floor and picked up a cigarette. Then I turned it on and sucked it slowly.

I stared at the window blankly, occasionally smoking the cigarette in my hand.

As I was fantasizing, my phone suddenly rang loudly on the table. I immediately grabbed the flat object and immediately received a call.

"Hello assalamualaikum, well," my regards.

Yes, it turned out that call was from my father who was in the city of Medan.

"Wa'laikum greetings." Father replied.

"What's up, dad?" ask me directly to do point.

"Well payday, Ndah?" ask dad.

"Udah, yeah. Later that night I send the money if there are no obstacles." answered me.

"Oh yeah, assalamualaikum" said the father closed the call.

"Wa'laikum salam," I said.

After receiving the call from my father, I returned to smoking my cigarette and pondered with blank eyes.

Without me noticing, my tears suddenly fell down my cheeks. I'm confused, I don't know what makes me sad like this.

Shortly after, my phone rang again. I saw the name on the screen of the phone that was on in my hand.

"Grandmother," I murmured.

"Assalamualaikum, grandma." Greetings.

"Wa'laikum salam, Ndah." replied the grandmother.

"Yes, Ndah. Grandma is in good health here. How are you doing there, healthy too, right?" ask grandma.

"Yes, grandma. Thank God, I'm fine here." I replied.

"When are you coming home, Ndah? Grandma misses you the same time!" ask grandma.

"I must be home, Grandma. Be patient, wait for the money first for the fare!" answer me.

I said while shedding tears. I feel so sad when Grandma says that.

"Don't wait for grandma to be tied up with a white cloth you just came home, Ndah. Free, we won't see."(this grandmother's words, meaning dead yes, guys)

My cry immediately broke, hearing Grandma's words that really cut my heart.

"Don't say that, Grandma! I don't like hearing that." I'll reply.

"Well, if it happened that way, why else would you go home? I'll do it again, but we won't see you!" reply grandma.

"I'm definitely home, grandma. My house is over there, I must be home."

I answered while wiping my tears that were increasingly pouring profusely wetting my two cheeks.

"Yes, Ndah. Grandma will wait until you get home!" replied granny lirih.

"Well, take good care of yourself there, Ndah! Take care of your health, do not forget to eat regularly. And one more thing, don't forget to pray!" grandmother's advice to me.

"Yes, grandma closed first yes, assalamualaikum." said grandma closed her call.

"Wa'laikum salam," I said.

After receiving the call from grandma, I re-thought the last words said by the grandmother.

"Grandma wait, till I get home? What do you mean?" I muttered confusedly.

Moments later, I gasped from the daydream because I heard a knock on the door from outside.

Tok tok...

"Assalamualaikum" hail Haris.

Haris said his greetings while opening the unlocked door.

"Wa'laikum salam," I said.

Haris stepped in and closed the door again. He put all the food on the table.

After that, Haris was immediately fixated staring at my red and watery eyes and my swollen face from crying earlier.

"Why are you, Ndah? How come it's crying?" ask Haris in wonder.

"Grandfather, bang. Ordinary, just ready to call grandma and dad." I replied with a wry smile.

"Oh, what's wrong! How are they doing there?" ask Haris again.

"Alhamdulillah be healthy." I reply.

"Thank God, that's it. Don't be sad anymore, Ugly know not!"

Haris poked at me while pinching both of my cheeks in a fit of anxiety.

"Iiihh, what the hell is sick tau!" reply I'm upset.

"We eat, yok! My brother's stomach is hungry."

Haris invites me to eat while grimacing and holding her stomach.

"Yes, baffles. We're eating now!" reply me.

I immediately opened the package that was on the table and served it in front of Haris. After that, I took two glasses of water from the dispenser.

After all, Haris and I started eating the food with a ravenous and silent without any more conversation.

"Eeeggh, thank God."

I burped softly while covering my mouth with one hand.