FORCED TO MARRY PARIBAN

Sarongs

"Oh my God, it's beautiful." Ardhi was fascinated to see the beautiful river near the rice field. The river is not wide and not deep at all, the current is also not swift, plus the water is so clear that the rocks and gravel and sand in the river are clearly visible. Even small fish can swim.

Melati glanced at Ardhi who was now standing to her right. Stole a look at her husband. Ardhi's facial expression looked so happy. Melati smiled thinly. When Ardhi looked at him.

"Let's take a shower." Melati remained still in place. When her husband pulled her hand to plunge into the river. Melati was still stiff, feeling disbelief in what had happened to them today. Showering with the man who was her husband last night. Married without love, but so close like this.

"Sorry!" Ardhi took off his hand grip from his wrist Jasmine. She knew, Melati was not happy to be touched by him. Melati's body language says that.

Ardhi finally threw his body into the river. Bathe with a frenzy, dropping his body that is still fully dressed, to the cool water, touching the heart, making the heart so cool.

Ardhi cleaned his hair that was hit by mud. Shake his head, so that the water in his hair falls. Feel it's clean. The man stared at Melati who was rolling up her gamis arms, sitting on a rock by the river. The man watched as Jasmine washed his hands and feet.

Ardhi was amazed to see the beautiful scenery before him. If he had a camera, maybe he would have captured this moment. The river water that was hit by the sunlight reflected off its beautiful radiance onto her beautiful face Melati. Ayu's face is firmly Melati so graded.

Ardhi washed his face again, and rubbed his eyes repeatedly. In order to clarify his vision, he wanted to clarify what his eyes were currently catching. Melati's face glowed beautifully in her sight. His wife was like an angel who came down from heaven in his eyes.

Ardhi's reflex splashed water on Melati, which made the woman turn to her husband with a wry smile. Maybe she could take a shower with her husband. Because she still feels awkward with her husband.

"Don't Mas." Jasmine blocked the water that Ardhi had splashed on her with her hand.

"Here's a bath, the water's as big as a loh." He moved his hand and smiled sweetly at his wife.

Melati shook her head in annoyance. Ardhi did not want to bother his wife anymore. He also put his body back into the water. Stripped his feet firmly. Shouting with satisfaction.

"Seger... Huuuaa..!" Shouted Ardhi again, the man was like he had never bathed alone. Jasmine just shook her head, looking at Ardhi's behavior like a child who frenzied when playing water.

Jasmine refocus cleans the back of the robe. Right in his ass. The game cannot be perfectly clean. At least the mud attached to the robe was released already.

Prak..prak...

The sound of the cloth slamming into the stone seized the attention of Melati. The woman looked at the origin of the voice. It turned out to be the work of the husband. Who slammed his clothes into the rock.

"Astaghfirullah..!" Melati immediately closed her eyes with her fingers. He was surprised and could not see the athletic body of Ardhi who was now bare-chested. The fine black feathers neatly arranged to the bottom of the center of the husband. It was a sight Melati had never seen.

To *** an her husband was increasingly seen challenging and tantalizing, when the jeans worn by her husband was slightly sagging up to the pelvis. Maybe because jeans are heavy because they are wet.

"Astaghfirullah..!"

Melati immediately turned her face away. He could not see the bare-chested Ardhi now approaching him by draping his wet inner shirt and t-shirt, on his shoulder.

Melati walked quickly, towards their cottage. While Ardhi tailed behind while whistling. His attention was now on the corn. It turns out that from the direction of the river, there is another road to the corn garden and the road is not muddled.

"Please get the corn first. Bring some clothes, huh?!" jasmine's steps stopped hearing the husband's words. He also put his hands back. He really did not dare to look back. He doesn't want to ask much more. He really wanted to eat grilled corn.

"Be careful the way of the Deck!" Melati nodded and continued her steps to the cottage. While Ardhi diverged towards the Lak Samsul corn garden.

Arriving at the hut, Melati hangs Ardhi's clothes in the hut. He went up to the second floor. Because Mr. Samsul cottage is terraced. She's gonna find a holster to wear to her husband. He didn't want Ardhi to catch a cold. There was always a sarong left by Mr. Samsul and Ms. Khadijah in the cabin. A holster for prayer. All complete in the hut, even Priuk and the cauldron were there as well. Salt, sugar, tea powder and coffee are also complete.

Now Melati was sitting sweetly in the first floor cottage, watching Ardhi who was walking towards her with six pieces of corn.

Melati dared to look at the husband, because it was still in a distance from him. At that time Ardhi's position was close to the cottage. The woman pretended to be busy folding the sheath she had taken. He no longer dared to look at the husband, who was now sitting in front of him.

"His great big deck." Melati stared at the corn that Ardhi had placed on the floor of the board of the cottage.

"We burn corn, yes, we want to eat grilled corn here." Melati immediately nodded, she was also eager to eat grilled corn in their rice fields at this time.

"But how to burn it. I don't have a lighter."

"There's a koa Mas match. Let me get it for a moment." Melati picked up a match not far from her place. Ardhi's gaze was never separated from the wife who looked shy. Ardhi is getting more and more. Why after Ijab kabul, he became very happy with his wife? because the woman was pregnant with her child. Does his wife hate him anymore? like yes, because Melati already wants a lot of communication with him.

Ardhi smilingly looked at his wife who was now thrusting matches at him. The man remembered the incident when they fell in the rice field. Such a romantic event.

"Mas, here's the match." From earlier Melati's hand was in the air, but Ardhi who daydreamed, did not see anymore Melati who gave a match to him.

"Ohh yeah." Ardhi smiled reaching for the match. He started the fire with dried leaves and wooden branches in the cottage.

Ardhi who used to camp and climb the mountain easily lit a fire. He drew both his hands to the fire. He wanted to warm his body which was already cold.

Seeing her husband warm up, Melati approached the man.

"Please change the pants, put this on." Jasmine thrusting sarong patterned plaid green mix black color. Still did not dare to look at that extremely sexy Ardhi. Ardhi swiftly grabbed the scabbard, he understood the intention of the wife.

Not sexy though. The man's buttocks were clearly visible, as the man squatted while lighting the fire. Even the drawer also looks the rope.

Drugs aka Seem kolor proud. Melati sat down, stealing a glance at Ardhi who climbed the stairs to the second floor. To replace his wet pants with a holster given by Melati.

After the man was not seen by his eyes anymore. Melati also intends to make coffee for Ardhi. In the cottage it was complete indeed. There are plates, cups, spoons.complete, because Mr. Samsul and Ms. Khadijah often have lunch in the rice field.

When pouring water into an aluminum teapot made specifically for cooking water. Ardhi's voice shouted on the second floor, successfully making Melati heart attack

"No.... Please....!" Shouted Ardhi for the second time.

TB