Housewife-forced

Arial and Farel

This morning is cloudy. Still in mid-January which means the rainy season is still going on for some time. Cold weather since morning coupled with today's Sunday makes Aya lazy to move. But precisely because it's a holiday, Aya still has a lot of tasks today.

Early in the morning at six Aya went to the kitchen. Still using warm clothes to sleep and had not had time to wash his face, Aya then prepared the ingredients for their breakfast the four of them later. Just make a toast and a glass of milk actually. Given Ivan, Akbar, and Alea it was not used to breakfast.

After everything was ready, Aya went upstairs to wake the three people up. Aya opens Ivan's unlocked room. The guy was still curled up behind the blanket. Aya smiled and walked towards him.

"Ivan, wake up!" call Aya slowly. He grabbed Ivan's blanket and made the guy squirm slowly.

"Hngg, Honey?" ivan said in a hoarse voice.

Aya smacked her lips. Still not used to Ivan's call for him. And it always works to make Aya's cheeks heat up from embarrassment.

Aya gently rubbed Ivan's forehead and felt his lover's body was not as hot as last night. "Still dizzy?" tanyakanya.

Ivan actually close his body to Aya's body. Hugged the girl's waist from the side. "No, but a cold" he answered.

"Yaudah, wake up first yuk, breakfast is taking medicine," said Aya.

Ivan shook his head. Ruined his face in Aya's stomach.

"Want me to bring her breakfast?" tawar Aya's.

"No way, he wants to hug you," said Ivan spoiled.

Aya shook her head. This was the first time he had seen Ivan ill. He didn't think Ivan would drink this watermelon when he was sick.

"I have to clean the house to know," said Aya.

"Can't." Ivan looked at Aya from below. Curving her lips sadly.

"Manja," said Aya. "Udah freelin first, I want to wake Alea there Akbar first, then I bring your breakfast here."

"Have you healed yet?" ask Ivan.

"Udah, just a cold is just as dizzy" replied Aya.

"Just like jude."

"It does, but I still have some responsibilities" said Aya. "It's me to take off first." Aya tried to let go of Ivan's hand which was tightly hugging his waist.

Ivan whimpering. But then let go of his embrace. Sitting up and looking at Aya. "Kiss first" he said spoiled.

In return, Aya patted Ivan's lips slowly and then left. "Wait a minute I'll be here again" he said.

"Darling!"

Aya did not care and kept walking out of the room. But once out of Ivan's room, there was already Alea standing in front of the door of his room with a distinctive face waking up.

"Hmm, it's already his girlfriend, now the first one built Ivan, yee." Alea evaporated wide. Insinuating Aya who just came out of the room.

"You if you want to be built with Akbar later I say," Aya replied casually.

"Yes." Yeah."

Aya laughed at a glance. "If so can you ask me to wake up Akbar?"

"Mistake no mistake Aya told me to make Akbar wake up?" Alea asked back.

"I've been kind enough to give you the opportunity to be able to be closer to Akbar," said Aya.

"Not yet, thank you." After saying so Alea immediately turned around to leave. But Aya had already directly pulled Alea's wrist strong.

"Never seen Akbar's face when he woke up directly, right?"

Alea rolled her eyes lazily when she heard Aya's words.

"Wake up there, I'll wait at the dinner table."

Aya glanced at Alea before she went downstairs. While Alea could only sigh in resignation even though he was secretly trying to frown.

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"Son Ivan didn't eat breakfast, brother?" akbar asked in the middle of the breakfast of the three of them.

Aya shook her head. "No, it hurts him."

"Aya's not sick?" asked Alea ambiguously.

Aya is suspicious. There was nothing wrong with Alea. But since Alea said it, Aya was unable to think clearly. Anyway, if it's Alea, Aya just wants to negotiate thinking.

"Yes gini, still the same cold dizzy," replied Aya finally.

"Tau, not that one but," Alea said as she held back a laugh. "Don't it hurt, downstairs?"

Akbar who heard that laughed. "I swear I'm not the one teaching, brother."

"Bacot" said Aya.

Akbar and Alea laughed at Aya's sour face.

"You're doing this washing dishes, yes" said Aya suddenly. "Can't protest, you're cleaning up your normal kayak house."

"Sister," lamented Alea.

"Keep Aya why did this end?" ask Akbar.

"Holy clothes are as good as your uniforms" replied Aya.

"Yes, I've seen a lot of it."

"Silter."

Tong!

The sound of the house bell. Aya frowned, as she remembered her Mama or the others did not say that they would come here.

"Let me open, if you're done washing the dishes. Oh yeah, that's what's on Ivan's own plate" said Aya. Then move to the home page.

The sky looks cloudy and it may soon rain. So Aya was surprised also who would want to visit in the middle of the weather that was not good like this.

"Hi!"

As soon as Aya opened the fence of her house, she was immediately greeted by Arial and Farel.

"Oh, hi," Aya replied a little stiffly. Understandably, they have only met twice in person.

"Ivan's in dalem, brother?" ask Arial. They are younger than Aya.

"Yes, in the room. Again sick," Aya replied.

"It could hurt him too, pantes semalem not to tongkrongan," said Farel.

Aya laughed a little. Then let the two men enter the house. Take them to Ivan's room.

"He's in the dalem, come in, I'll go to the kitchen first" Aya said after arriving in front of Ivan's room.

Arial and Farel nodded at a glance. Arial opens the door to Ivan's room, which is unlocked. They could see Ivan still curled up under the covers.

"Weh, sick lo?" Arial threw himself on Ivan's bed.

"Dogs!" Ivan groaning. Feeling her head throbbing in pain as her bed swayed because of Arial.

"Why does it hurt?"

Fortunately there was still Farel who was a little sane compared to Ivan and Arial. So he sat down on Ivan's desk chair which he had dragged close to the bed.

"Lo's both doing here, dog," Ivan snorted.

"Udah was looked up instead of saying thank you," cynical Arial.

"Hmm, where's Aya?"

Farel sneered. "In the kitchen, you're not rejected Aya, right, until you can get sick?"

In return, Ivan grinned widely. Making both of his friends shudder in horror. "Haha, yakali I was rejected," he laughed.

"Truly so you're the same Aya?" Arial glares.

Ivan was proud. "Yes dong."

"Anjir, why would Aya want anyway, the same model kek lo?" wonder Farel.

Hearing that, Ivan immediately threw his pillow towards Farel. Make Farel scream out in protest. He was about to lash out at Ivan before Arial prevented him.

"How long, I was curious Aya lo apain yesterday malem?" ask Arial.

Ivan sat up. He leaned his body on the head of the bed. "Yes, I'm out of control." Ivan shrugged his shoulders.

"Heh, motherfucker. You're not making love with Aya, are you?" hiss Farel.

"Sadly yes" replied Ivan.

"Donuts, you are a bastard. Crazy you messed with Aya," pointed Arial annoyed. There was anger in his words.

"She likes it, dunny. How did I destroy Aya?"

"Lo the nafsuan," snorted Farel.

"No, I don't swear. He's self-sufficient," defended Ivan.

Arial couldn't bear to not hit Ivan. He hit Ivan's head a little hard. Ivan reflex made a loud murmur as he felt his head getting sicker.

"Heh stupid, it does not mean because he seems to like it, he really likes what you do to him," said Arial.

"He kept his honor all this time and you just want to take it when you guys just made it, motherfucker emang lo mah," added Farel annoyed. He had already cremated Ivan's pillow as an outlet for his anger on Ivan.

"Where's Lo out? How many times?"

Ivan nodded slowly at his friend's question. "In dalem maybe? I don't know how many times, but I did it again yesterday morning."

"The son of a bitch, don't you think ahead? What if Aya's pregnant?" ask Arial.

"Gue will be responsible if Aya gets pregnant." Ivan's pinching his temple.

"It's not a matter of responsibility for being a moron, Aya is already twelfth grade and almost graduated. His future is at stake" farel said.

Ivan fell silent. Farel and Arial are right. What if Aya gets pregnant? He was not unwilling to take responsibility, but what about Aya's future. He had not thought about it before.

"How should I go?" ivan asked after a long silence.

"We don't know, look in the future how."

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