
"Mother"
"Yes, why are you so brave"
"Well ask me what the hell I mean by your sliramu tresno"
I was immediately shocked when Mas Gaga asked Mom that. Oh my goodness, my husband. It made me ashamed to ask my mother that question.
Mom frowned, "Who talks like that?"
"No." The Dashing man pointed at me with his lips. Haduh I silenced the mouth of the Bravery Mas.
Mom glanced at me with a smile.
" So Mas Gagah first Ma'am who said that but use English, so I reply to use Javanese"
"Who is why, you are husband and wife, why should you be ashamed to express love?"said Mother.
"What does Mom mean?"
Hahaha, it turned out that Mas Gaga was waiting for Mom's answer. I immediately grasped Mas Gagah's arm and invited him into my room.
Mom smiled again, maybe now I'm very happy because I'm back to seeing me smile. I have not forgiven Mas Gaga but in this case Mas Gagah is indeed innocent. So there is no word of forgiveness. Even I feel guilty for ignoring her for a month.
Arriving at the room I immediately let go of my grasp. Then looked at the Dashing Mas. I held both of his cheeks tightly. I tiptoed and then kissed her lips.
"I love you too"
Dashing was surprised, his eyes bulging in disbelief at what I was doing. I don't believe what I'm doing either. I was so brave to do something unusual I did but it seems like it should get used to yahðŸ¤.
Dashing Mas instantly pulled my nape and kissed my lips full of desire, not just a kiss, but already an*************little* and I really enjoyed it. It's been a month that my lips have dried up.
"Well, Brave "
The sound of Mas Thunder calling Mas Dashing made me and Mas Dashing immediately startled and released the two of us.
"Shit"Murm.
Dashing then out of the room, I followed him. Mas Thunder even shook his head to see me and Mas Dashing out of the room.
"Hih you two this is yes, really, later tonight why his affectionate," said Mas Guntur while grieving.
Mas Gagah pinned the head of Mas Guntur, "Makanya marah let ngrasain miss the same wife"
Mas Thunder stroked his head, "Enjoy first become a fuckboy"
"But your eyes, inget age, will die before ngrasain prawan lhoo" Ledek Mas Perky.
"Absolutely so Gah"
Me and Mas Dagah laughed at the expression of Mas Guntur who was afraid to die before marriage.
Mas Guntur brought Mas Perky to the front porch, while I helped Mom prepare breakfast in the living room. Once ready I called Mas Gagah, Mas Guntur also Kinar for breakfast together.
Finished breakfast Mother told Mas Perky and Mas Guntur rest. I drove Kinar to the front of the terrace.
"Kin, you have a special relationship with Mas Guntur"
Kinar shook his head, "I've got a bustle on Nay's campus, don't be so weird"
"Yes because I'm not willing if Mas Guntur until there is a special relationship with you, he's a playboy"
"Yes I'm also in communication because it's limited because you're Nay"
I smiled, "OK, yes already, study diligently well, I want to miss the same gallant Mas first,"Ledekku.
Kinar pursed his lips, "Ih, bucin too"
I laughed, Kinar went home and I went inside.
Mas Perky and Mas Guntur was still chatting in the middle room.
" Mad, take a break"
"Yes Deck"
"There, there, hus there."Mas Guntur rushed to the guest room because he could not bear to see me and Mas Dashing who continued to tease him.
Me and Mas Gaga went into the room. Before going to bed, Guts talked to me for a while. Mas Gaga wants me to go back to Jakarta soon. I also intend that.
But the one I still fear is my father-in-law. Mas Gagah then told me that when I left Father-in-law wanted to apologize to me, but I had already returned home.
Mr. Adi no longer issues my relationship with Mas Gaga. Mr. Adi is now very sorry to have made a big mistake with me. I will also be glad to forgive him.
I then asked Novia how she was doing. Mas Gagah said Novia was in jail at this time. There is a story that surprises me. Novia actually wanted to marry Mas Gagah soon because she was pregnant, and the one who impregnated Novia did not want to be responsible.
So during this time when dating Mas Gagah, Novia had an affair so when proposed Mas Dashing Novia kelit does not want to marry first on the grounds of wanting to continue her school and career.
I swear to what Novia Kupret's for. Who is pregnant with but wants to marry my husband. If it were in front of me right now I'd really like to be gejug. His way of thinking was very rural, it was good to want to bestow people's seeds on my husband.
Mas Dashing stroked my cheek gently, "We're starting again well darling, don't go again, please"
I nodded, "Yes, I promise, it's hard to be happy that we will face together, I'm sorry Adek ya Mas, can't make Mas happy"
"Ssttt" Mas Dashing pasted his index finger on my lips.
"When Mas married you, Mas never thought about how you could make Mas happy. What Mas always thinks is how Mas can always make you happy Dear," said Mas Dashing while staring Inayah full of warmth.
Had, the heart of Adek melted Bang😆 Suppose that all married couples in this world think like a gallant certainly the Dasim will be shaken soul😆😆. Because most of us just want to demand to be given happiness without thinking to be happy first, so njomplang deh aka imbalance.
"Dear"
"Hemm"
The Dashing one approached and got closer. Ah Mas Dashing, you make me thump even more. My heart is currently probably being held by the lungs so as not to escape from its place. (Emang there is a heart held by the lungs, ah basic Inayah😆😆)
Cup, Mas Dashing my forehead.
"Mas actually wants you dear, but Mas tired, if tired later not maximal" he said while chuckling.
I smiled, "Let's go to sleep don't think about it"
Dashing and then leading my hand to his head. I stroked the head of Mas Dagah until Mas Dagah fell asleep.
" Dad, I love you,"I cried softly.
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