Husband Setting

Want to Picnic Again

"Din ...," called Darren on the doorstep of his sister's room that could be confirmed still molested.

Dinka lifted her face from a pillow that had been sunken due to hit her head. "What's? Think you're still slitting?" She returned one of her brother's calls with a sigh of annoyance. Usually that is what is shouted if in the morning his brother comes to his room. Lazily serving, Dinka again drowned her head in the pillow. Closing his eyes again.

"That's a hell of a thing! We are rich in telling people to take away their sins!" He brought his body in without any welcome. Darren came unprepared, he just came here without knowing how to tell his purpose to his sister, so that when in Dinka's room he did just round this room with his view.

As reminded, Dinka opened her eyes again and sat down to act on her sister.

"Sister and sister's wife are the ones who make me sleepless! What the hell did you guys do last night until Nek Ita asked me to make diem and nguping you? Almost dawn I haven't slept because of your grandmother's strange request!" dinka's spray vented her frustration.

Darren held his breath. Did they hear? Darren's mind while looking at Dinka's face, while his own face was hot. Dinka's face only paints her frustration so she's convinced that Dinka didn't hear anything last night.

"Mistake yourself to be told to cry people!" Darren's hand swept down Dinka's face which immediately scowled angrily and clucked.

Last night, Grandma Ita asked Dinka not to make a sound and put on her ears sharply. He said there would be earthquakes and gunfire from Darren's room. Dinka was forced to follow, although when Darren knocked on his bedroom door, he was still awake and faithfully read the novel 'Snared Daster Widow'. He did not answer because it was forbidden by Nek Ita.

Darren turns his slightly salting face on Dinka's study desk, his eyes falling on Dinka's textbooks, he picks up one thick book with a pink cover. A new novel.

"Shoot With Bismillah." Darren's widened eyes read the title, then his mind muttered 'astaga' repeatedly.

"Don't you read your novel, Din? Rich is your life, buy a book like this!" his comment when the stack of books was not a textbook, but a stack of novels.

Dinka widened her eyes, wide. Jump up next to Darren and snatch the 'dangerous' novel he read when he is tired of the lessons and assignments from his lecturer. After all, he will be an adult, rather than later marriage does not know anything, the reason his heart to justify his actions.

"Wah-wah ..," Darren nodded his head, his eyes were angled and his lips were playing threateningly. "... mama needs to know this!"

"Sir .. plis Brother! No!" Dinka pulled Darren's hand which had turned towards the door, her brother's lips were already open preparing to shout out a complaint.

Darren turned to look, "Why not?" Darren as if he did not care, he turned his head towards the door and his palm stuck next to his lips, as if it would make his voice sound tight.

Dinka panicked, her eyes rounded, her breathing stopped, "Sister don't! Please, Brother ...! Dinka promises to be nice with Big Brother and sister not to complain with mom!" pinta Dinka while humbling her body at her brother's side. Like a swirling monkey.

Darren turned his head dramatically, "Really?" tanyanya. "But I don't believe it, tuh!"

"Sir ...!" Dinka pulls Darren's hand until his sister's body twists to him. "So don't ask for anything Dinka will do, huh! Promise!" Dinka's two fingers glared peacefully. Swear, for the sake of the continuity of the candlestick on novels and comics, if not.

Darren's lips pout violently, it's not like the usual Dinka. There must be a reason why he was willing to humble himself to her.

"But if you ask, who does not use money, yes ... tongpis, nih," his grunts beg. "Even bokek!"

Darren wants to laugh. Obviously the pockets are thin, does Dinka think she doesn't know the price of the books? Basic wayward child, instead of saved in case if there is an urgent need, eh instead made to buy a novel book. Darren sighed, he could not say much, Dinka's age must be easily tempted by such things.

"alright. Brother will be quiet, if you pinjemin Kak Jen dress the same clothes in your room! But the clothes are still new! Any?" without babibu.

Dinka weighed in for a moment. There are. Dinka's got a couple of new underwear pairs, but that's in stock for the next few months. That's for Jen, ish .. ogah be-ge-te!

"Eh ... Dinka will not be able to buy again, Kak .. 'kan the money I have used to buy it." he said, pointing at some novels at the study table with eye gestures.

"Well, mom will know all this!" darren said as he sniffed his shoulders.

Dinka panicked, and held her brother's hand. "Alright, well .. one only," he said with warning.

"Deal ...!" He rounded his two fingers. Still standing in his place, Darren saw Dinka clucking and looking unwilling. But what cares, what origin does Jen want there and her life is calm, safe, and sentosa.

"This is it, yes .. It's already the most decent and the biggest I've got." Dinka holds out what Darren wants.

Receiving it with pleasure, Darren shook the clothes beside his body. "Maybe only his height is different from yours, Short Feet!"

Besides that, everything is in accordance with the size of Darren's hand! Uh!

"Thank you, Dekek Saiyang!" Darren thins his lips while scrambling Dinka's messed up hair.

"Gosah's a sweetie!" His hand slapped Darren's arm. "Well, it only has what it wants! You Big Brother Mode!" the upset.

Darren just ignored Dinka's babble, he chuckled in response to all that, then he went back to the room and handed the shirt to Jen.

"Whichever sheet, let me wash." Jen receives a towel from Darren's hand.

"Don't do it, it's just a little wet, I'll wash it downstairs. In fact, I intend not to be purified tuh bed linen, Jen ... means so much to me—au!" Darren rubbed his puffy head into his ears. Ill

Jen's hand hit Darren's head hard.

That again-that again, is there no other talking material?

Jen's eyes swerved and her lips docked, then she hit Darren harder.

"Sick Jen ...," Darren lamented while fending off Jen's hand. When he succeeds, he grabs it until it hits Darren's body, he sticks an old kiss on the lips of his lover. "Thank you for last night, my dear!"

Jen was back to wriggle, but her face lowered withholding all the redness on her cheeks. "Don't take it anymore or I'll kick your Elmo!"

Regardless, Jen immediately ran to the bathroom. Her heart had already jumped to and fro, until Jen had her under both hands. He leaned behind the bathroom door. "Darren crazy ...! Darling?"

The thing that he thought was impossible, was now echoing throughout his heart. Oh my God, what is this?

Jen immediately soaks her body, she does not want Darren to contaminate her body excessively. But that touch .. is so beautiful. Jen screamed, so upset at herself. The touch made him float. Oh my God, it's so cheap of me, it's a cudgel to be hugged!

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"Darren .. Dinka's dress is short! Look so rich wearing less material clothes!" mooved Jen in front of the mirror. He looked at Darren from the mirror. The guy who was originally handsome but Jen always thought it was not handsome was returning his wife's gaze full of meaning.

Yes, if Darren used to look down, now he is even happy to see the parts of his wife's body visible. Darren after carrying out his late dawn duties, still wearing his gloves and coco shirt, stood with his hands crossed over his chest.

"I lent you my mama's shirt, how?" Darren lingered on the pants that became like hot pants, the shirt narrowed and showed the beautiful shape of Jen's chest that made Darren's hand so itchy. Want to picnic there again—eh!

Jen weighed in for a moment, "May! Actually, I'd like to call people home, but it's still early in the morning, afraid it's still busy."

"OK .. wait a minute, yeah ...!" Darren folded the front of the sheath and lifted it to speed up his pace.

"The same hairdryer, yeah ...," the follower was shriveled when Darren almost left the door. When Darren turned his head, Jen lowered her head while wringing the edges of her clothes.

Darren sees Jen's hair is still wet, of course he will be the center of attention at the dining table later let alone there are other brothers who stay. "okay ...." Darren smiled as he passed looking for his mother.

***

"One suitcase dah Mas Agus anter to the house of your in-laws, Jen .. just wait, just a moment again also arrived!" Naja smiled broadly, but he was still packing Jen's needs in a suitcase. He remembered Jen didn't bring anything with him, so this morning, when Cio was with his grandmother, Naja immediately packed the needs of his sister-in-law. It just so happened that Jen was contacting her.

"Thank you, yes, Na .. I called Ranu unanswered last night."

"Sama-sama, yes .. I want to take care of Cio. You're all right, yeah, right there." Naja pushed the handle of the suitcase into the hands of Agus who had been standing on the doorstep.

"okay ...."

Just turn off the phone. "Mas, please hurry, yes ... Kasian Jen."

"Why do you say that I've otewe, Na. .. Jen could be angry later!"

Naja snickered his smile, "let him not parno."

"There you are, you are, Na ..," Agus said, shaking his head. Two people never seem to run out of ways to please each other.

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