FORCED TO MARRY PARIBAN

The kindly employer

The dew lay with its back to Tara, hoping to be hugged from behind. For a long time, her husband lay beside her. Tara never touched him. The dew became upset on its own.

"Usually kissed me with her gurgle." The dew was ponderous, the tail of her eyes trying to glance at Tara who was lying next to her. It turned out that her husband was sleeping on his back by folding his hands over his stomach. There was absolutely no stale base on him, touching him was not either.

The swamp felt something was wrong. Tara's attitude changed. Why was her husband suddenly cold? It is usually warm and loving.

Negative assumptions, now popping up in his mind Dewun. Is Tara angry with him? but, because what? it is impossible because she accidentally hit the hand of her husband who is still sick. Cook because of that Tara silenced him.

Dew began to seek attention, grumpy on the bed. Bend the body to the right and to the left. Stripping your feet firmly. But, her husband remained silent, with the position remaining the same. Stretched with both hands on the stomach.

Tara's cold attitude further irritated Dew. He cleared his throat, muttering. But Tara remained silent. Feeling unpopular, Dewun finally took the initiative first to touch her husband. He also pretended to be anxious. His hands hugged Tara. But again he was misdirected. She clutched Tara's sick hand. Sontak Tara reacts.

"Adek, Brother's hand from earlier why is it constantly being bullied." Tara's way of speaking in that ordinary tone, made Dew sad. Tara never protested. In fact, every mistake, understood her husband.

"Sorry, not intentionally!" The dew keeps her body away from Tara. Her husband remained in his position. Only his eyes looked at the Dew. Seeing the Dew away, Tara straightened her eyes again, then the man closed his eyes. Dew glanced back at Tara whose eyes had been closed. The woman snorted in annoyance. She changed her position to turn her back on her husband.

An hour passed, but Tara did not say a word. Though the Dews so expect them to make out. Or joking before bed, like the nights before.

"She's really sleeping?" Dew bathes, glancing at Tara with the tail of her eyes. She did not know, in fact her husband had been sleeping what not, which obviously Tara had closed her eyes.

"I why the hell? why is it that being cut off continues to be the same as him. But I'm afraid of getting pregnant. Iihh. This is why it is also pulsating. Am I a high libid? Koq I want to!" The dew turned his body back until now he could look at Tara who was sleeping quietly. Wanted to feel the Dew hugging that burly body. But, he was afraid and prestige. Lest Tara's attitude be cold, not welcoming herself. Finally he tried to dampen the turmoil of his lust by taking deep and long breaths repeatedly. Then broke out, hoping his perverted thoughts were gone from his brain.

***

The air still feels very cold, but Melati has woken up. At 04:30 AM he was awake. Prepare all the needs to go to campus. After cleansing himself, Melati always accustomed himself to read the holy verse of the Koran before getting the prayer time. After the dawn prayer he will cook food for Ardhi.

Strange indeed, Melati was not the chef in the house. There was a cook in the house who numbered three. But, ever since Melati worked in that house. He gets assigned to cook Ardhi's special food. Because, jasmine cuisine is very suitable on the tongue Ardhi.

This morning, Ardhi also asked for meat soup. Ardhi ate ravenously last night. Until the sweat poured out. Seeing her master eat so voraciously. Melati was so happy. At least with the cooking. The master forgot for a moment his heartache.

"Do not eat soup in the morning blind. Usually you eat fried rice. Or toast sometimes jam bread." Say Bi Kokom, when you see Melati arranging food on the dining table.

"Yes yes Bi. I don't know, last night he had breakfast with meat soup." Melati replied smiling. Proud of his cooking liked his employer.

"Many Bi, is the mistress allowed to eat meat soup? is it not dangerous for his health?" Melati who had prepared breakfast Ardhi approached the butler. Bi Kokom was inhaling the savory and delicious aroma of soup that was cooked by using a spoon. Really tantalizing.

"It can, but it's a little." Bi Kokom replied, he instead took the container where the soup was, then scooped the sauce and went straight into his mouth.

"It feels good to you, Mel." A smile expands on Melati's face, because it can be compliments.

"It's usually Bi." He smiled widely. He also took off his apron. Leaving the dirty kitchen to call his master for breakfast.

Arriving in front of Ardhi's room.

Tok to tok.

Jasmine held onto her thumping chest, she was still afraid of meeting her master after the incident last night afternoon. Somehow the incident last night, made Melati feel sorry for her employer. After feeling a little calm. Melati also made her voice.

"Master, your breakfast is ready." Melati's voice sounded uplifting and full of happiness. He must be able to control himself. Don't baper, look at that broken-hearted master. He must show a passionate attitude. To be suggested to his master.

"Lake in!" Ardhi's word from inside the room. Melati wondered why she was told to go into her room. Usually they are also cut from within. Never been asked to go into the room. Unless the master had finished breakfast and left for work. So Melati will clean the room before leaving for campus. Or if he doesn't have time to clean it up early in the morning. Then he'll clean up the afternoon. Ardhi didn't bother him. What is clear is that Ardhi has gone home from work. The room should be clean, neat and fragrant.

Melati pressed the door handle of the room with great caution. One hand, still holding his rumbling chest.

Seeing Ardhi the master was exercising on the balcony. Melati was finally relieved. It turned out that his employer, had been active as usual. But, in these hours. Usually the employer is neat and fragrant. Just have breakfast.

"Yes, sir, what need do you call me?" Melati lowered her gaze. Unable to see Ardhi's sturdy leg and arm muscles. Ardhi's current appearance, yes like the appearance of people who are exercising raga in general. Wear a sports costume of her shorts and her short-sleeved t-shirts as well.

"My mother has a laptop that I don't wear anymore. You can take it. I put it on a silver desk." Ardhi's voice sounded disjointed, because he was still exercising while talking.

Melati looked at hearing the words of her master. Both eyes are blotched. Not believing, his employer will give him a laptop.

"What sir? laptop, no need sir. I don't have the money to pay for it."

TB