
A knock on the door woke a woman sleeping on the couch. Hania was surprised and immediately opened the door.
"Darling, I'm sorry you didn't welcome your arrival. My mom had important business. But Mama is so happy you're here." As soon as the door opened, Vara immediately said at length.
"Yes, Mom, it's okay. He was, uh, Mas Gaka meant to be Hania, he picked up Hania at the boarding house and brought me here."
"Oh, what a sweet call you have for Gaka." Vara smiles. Despite the hesitation Hania also joined in smiling, a forced smile.
"Where's your husband?"
"He's, sleeping again, Ma. He said it was soy sauce."
"Cappiness?" Vara frowned, I don't know what to think because again he smiled. Vara looked inside, finding her son sleeping on his stomach and also bare-chested.
Hania's forehead wrinkled, feeling strange with the attitude and look of her mother-in-law who had been smiling. "What's up, Ma?" he finally asked.
"No no, there's nothing. Mama just wanted to let you know that we're having dinner tonight. That's it," replied Vara.
"Yes, Ma, later Hania same Mas Gaka immediately down."
Vara stroked Hania's shoulder and left. Hania closed the door and turned around.
"Astaghfirullahaladzim." Hania holds the chest. Surprised to see Gaka already in a sitting position on the bed, looking towards him with his lips raised.
"Geli tau denger you call me mas," said Gaka.
"Funny? How funny?"
"Yes funny as amused too, anyway! Where I was once called that."
"You're my husband, it's not polite to just call me by name."
"But not me either."
"Keep who?"
"So." Right." Gaka ignored Hania and went into the bathroom.
Hania shook her head small. He walked towards the big glass window. The sky emitted a golden luster. The wind raided the skin and reconciled the soul. Silence for a moment by closing his eyes, for a moment he wanted to feel calm.
The calmness was only a fraction of a minute, when I looked at Azan he opened his eyes and hurriedly closed the window.
Gaka had already left the bathroom.
"Astaghfirullah ...." Again Hania said Istighfar. Gaka casually and confidently walked out of the bathroom using only a towel looped around his waist. Hania closed her eyes with a split of her hand.
"It can't be, don't be reckless!" said annoyed. He hasn't lowered his hand yet. There was no word from Gaka, but Hania's nose smelled a very thick soapy scent. He opened his eyes. And ....
"Bh ...!!!"
"Akh' ...!!!" Hania reflexes backwards and loses balance.
"Ha ha ...." Gaka.
Hania cast a glance. Rubbing his sore ass. "It hurts a lot," he grumbled.
Gaka's laughter boomed. He held her stomach. "Lo is so funny. Ha ha ...."
"There are people falling in the match, beware that flashbacks happen quickly" said Hania in an annoyed tone.
"Eh, you swear me?"
"No." Hania woke up.
"You have to curse me."
"It's hard to talk to suudzon's geeks." Hania walks past Gaka. The man blocked his hand and it made Hania surprised.
The events of a few weeks ago are repeated. For the second time. Their faces were eroded and their faces were only a few inches apart.
Gaka's dirty brain starts to get fixed on something beautiful in front of him. Without permission, he pressed down on Hania's head and kissed her lips.
Hania was surprised. Deflecting eyes and struggling. However, the movements of his body actually make Gaka more challenged.
Duk ...!
"Auh auh!!!" Gaka groaned in pain as his hard stick was accidentally kicked by Hania.
Hania moved away from Gaka's body. The man rolled around holding his grave object.
"You ...? Em, sorry. Ouch ...." Hania was confused and afraid to see Gaka like that.
"What's so sick?" tanyakanya.
"It doesn't hurt anymore. My junior must be dying. Well, you're very jerky."
"I was unintentionally. Keep ... how do you keep going?" nervous Hania.
"Where's what? You have to take responsibility. Auh' ...." Gaka was still moaning, with his tail glancing at Hania. The woman looked worried as well as frightened. 'Ha ha .. funny face, ' his wicked laughter in the heart.
"What's the responsibility?" Hania's hands shook and squeezed each other.
"Well, if it hurts, sprains, it has to be flanked?"
"Whoever? I don't know what to wear." Hannah did not understand.
"In order."
"Huh?"
Gaka's laughter almost broke seeing Hania's face widened in shock. "What's being sorted?"
"Lo kicked what?"
Hania gulped. He was kicking something hard with a soft circle. He knew what it was, something that made him shudder in horror. Hania covered her face and almost cried as Gaka again moaned in pain. How he will answer his mistakes. That's impossible, sorting something of Gaka's. Very unlikely!
"I call the masseur, they can do it" he said.
I swear, Gaka's face turned red. Not because of the pain, but holding back the laughter.
"Oh, it hurts so much. What you kicked was a man's life, if not handled, I could die."
"Can it be fatal? Then I call Mama Papa right now for help."
Hania stood up and stepped up quickly. At that time Gaka had already waved his hand not strong to hold back any more laughter. Instantly his laughter broke filled the room, even to the point of bursting.
Finally Hania stopped. Just realized it turns out Gaka has been working on it.
"You know me?!"
"Ha ha ... There are humans who are funny. Lo funny soccer is also just as stupid," said Gaka still with laughter.
Hania let out a rough breath. Want to feel like floating any object to Gaka's annoying face. "Sin, kill your husband?!" annoyed.
Gaka who heard that laughed again. It was fun to fuck that woman. What he did was ridiculous, but it made him laugh freely. He rarely laughed even when he was with Gea.
Gaka's laughter came to a halt when Hania was nowhere to be seen from entering the bathroom. He immediately got up and changed his clothes.
At about seven in the evening the two went downstairs to eat together. At the dining table there were already both Gaka's parents. They welcomed with happy faces.
"Mama's almost upstairs again to call you, uh, she knows it's coming down. Come on, have dinner together" said Vara. She took food for her husband, and for herself.
After that, Hania changed her role as a wife by taking food for Gaka. The man watched Hania's movements. Although the marriage did not take place on the basis of feelings, Hania wanted to serve him at the dinner table. He did not know with Hania's mind, whether it was all sincere or just acting in front of his parents.