IF YOU ARE A FOOL

Quarrelling

It's past Dian has not come home yet. Unlike usual who had arrived home before magrib.

Last call was at four in the afternoon, he said he might be home late. But when I asked her why the call had suddenly disconnected. Maybe he's lowbat battery. Because it has not been active yet.

I was made a badmood again. Due to late return home and for no apparent reason, the phone could not be reached.

It seems impossible if no office friend carries a single charger. Or, only belong to Dian type mobile phone the only one in the office.

"patience darling. Want to until when do you mess around and keep every husband coming home late? " reprove mama who saw me walking to and fro.

"indeed papa used to like it too huh" I said loudly. So that even papa can hear.

"the problem was your mother who liked to go home later than papa" replied papa.

"that's exactly how you are" I asked again.

"ahem" answered the mother briefly.

"maclumin aja why ma, his name is also a newlywed" said adek who suddenly emerged from the stairs.

"mending help mama just prepare dinner, rather than pacing back and forth is not clear" asked mama.

"yes big brother, waste energy in vain tau.

No idea who is waiting for another meeting at a fancy restaurant, while enjoying dinner so, keep meeting her pretty-beautiful, sexy, bohay" whispered adek with her prank.

A whisper of the devil that makes the heart heat up.

"adeeekkkk, what the hell" I said furiously. While she was running into the kitchen following mom. Definitely seek protection.

But when I just stepped into the kitchen, the sound of a car entered the yard. Papa who was on the terrace was a welcome home Dian. While I, want but reluctant. So I continued the steps to enter the kitchen.

Open the refrigerator, take out some pieces of cake.

"ieu sister, habit. It's night already. So many anyway" said adek spontaneously when he saw me who began to devour the cake.

"brisik" I argued briefly.

Dian, who was about to go up to me, heard the noise at the dinner table.

"assalamu'alaikum, baby. What was? " ask him for any sign of guilt.

Without giving an answer, I just moved my shoulders. While Dian's eyes began to stare closely.

I stood leaving the cake at the dinner table. Run towards the room. Which is automatically followed by Dian with quick steps.

"sister basics, already married is still crashing" sounded chattering adek.

"allowed. It's called process. Later you will also know if you are married" the voice of the mother who responded.

"owh mama, what the hell is marriage. Anyway I have to be a successful young doctor first, newly married" apart from the clutch of mama and adek, I immediately closed the door of the meeting as soon as I entered the room.

"honey, why in the lock.

Kayra, open the donk.

Kay don't joke, I'm tired. Really

Kay, open. I'll tell you later.

Kay.... Kayras

You have the heart, the husband came home from work, tired, even in the mengambekin, at the door lock anyway.

I slept at Melan's house

I'm fighting the ummi" again"

Hearing Dian's babble where might I be the real one. I open the door immediately.

I took his hand and kissed.

"sorry" I said briefly.

"just get angry from yesterday baby" she kissed my forehead with her clingy.

"shower first let seger" I reduce the hand of Dian who is hugging me at this time.

"mandiin" whining.

"can be alone, don't be spoiled"

"halal kok spoiled same wife, sunah instead.

Worship for you, please your husband. Don't want any? "

It could be Dian if the business seduces. And damn it, I always mess with her words.

I finally went to the bathroom. Light a warm water faucet. Taking the towel, I ran away when Dian started taking off her top clothes.

"i'm waiting for dinner downstairs" I'm quickly darting away.

"lhoo.. blur" cried Dian from inside the bathroom.

After a while Dian got off as well. It's just me and Dian who haven't eaten. I prepared rice for him. Then get some side dishes that he wants. We ate together in a quiet atmosphere.

There's no way Dian could talk about me running away from the bathroom. Or we argued for real in front of mom.

After eating Dian helped me wash the dishes. I have already banned. While I take care of the rest of the dishes that are still there.

"i'm waiting in the room huh" Dian whispered as I was still heating the vegetables.

The atmosphere in the middle room was quiet. Mom and Dad talking on the porch. Meanwhile, I definitely went back to my room to study.

I opened the room door, but there was no Dian there. I thought he was outside looking for some fresh air. As soon as I grabbed the handle about to close the door, a pair of sturdy arms grabbed my body into his arms.

"hw, surprise you"

"now go where else" Dian's hand grabbed the door handle and locked it. And pull the key out of his place.

"out of me" I thought to myself.

"In..why unplug. There will be a dick or mama wants to enter maybe"

"no" he said briefly with confidence and then put the key in his pants pocket.

Our bodies were lying on the bed.

"i'm a kangen" he said briefly as he continued*******my lips. While the hand begins to control the other assets.

"still intact" he said with a crisp smile.

Instantly the pagutan detached and began to flick the pajamas I was wearing. Move to another sensitive area.

The heated feeling instantly melted like a stream of larvae. Spread throughout the body. But no longer as anger but as a desire that is ready to explode. The more his touch days the more intoxicating. It's hard to resist.

"Dian stop"

"we're looking for another way" my eyes widened at Dian's reply. Which way again, I really don't understand.

"In. don't be weird. It's still afternoon. I don't want to happen again yesterday"

Dian looked at me. Then stop the activity. He stretched his body perfectly. He still heard his irregular breathing.

I lay my head on his chest and I hugged him.

"you can always disperse my desires" said Dian Lirih.

"In.. maaaaffff"

"Di... At.... In. always so. No other affectionate call is better what" sounded unfriendly tone of his speech.

I got up, sat down. I looked at Dian's tired face. Mumbles, half mixed emotions maybe, because repeatedly the action fails.

"that call is ingrained. I was so impressed in my heart"

"impressed as what? someone who always bothers you?

Maybe your feelings aren't as good as my feelings for you"

"why talk like that anyway?

why did you bring that up yourself.

It's like that, right"

I also have a hard time emotionally. I never dated before. Moreover, using alay greetings for lovers. It felt like my tongue was still too stiff to get the word out.

Things like that why should they be discussed anyway? Ribet. Does the greeting always represent feelings?

I don't think so. It's just a habit.

I move from the bed. Occupy the study table. Opening a book, even if it goes into my head or not.

"maybe your heart has really been split, between me and Johan"

I also shifted my mood. It turns out that the war drums have not finished on the table. Even worse this time the charges.

"what the hell do you want Di?

Have you doubted my feelings so far?

Should I bring them all up?

Should we go back to the past and repeat all those fights?

Or should we have this wedding? "

I feel like I'm out of words if I have to describe all the feelings I've ever experienced because of her first.

"you said you wanted to erase all the bad memories you once had.

In fact what, you brought that up yourself. You can even question my feelings. Are you comparing yourself to others? obviously, Joe's brother never hurt me one bit"

I got up, it felt really too hot to be in one room with him in this condition.

"where's the key" I tried to get the key in his pants pocket, but he held it.

"yes-yes. Sorry I was outrageous. I got carried away with my emotions" instead of taking the key, I put me in his arms.

"don't go. Never go in anger. I'm not gonna let that happen. I'm sorry I did too much wrong.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't be worthy to be with you. Too many of my mistakes. I'm sorry"

Many times he kissed my forehead. While I shed tears on the chest of his field.

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Didn't you know Dian gays at that time?

It's obvious she's always making Kayra sprains. Because of his love, all those wounds were simply erased. Ewh, why should I be asked again about Kayra's feelings, just because of the greeting.

Patience Yes Kayra ☺

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