JIWO PROMISE

The Afternoon They

As Witri requested, Day came home before sunset.

Day knocked on the door of the room that was closed when she searched for Witri throughout the house was not found either.

"Jeng.." call Hari when several times his knock on the door did not get a speech.

Hari carefully opened the room door and found Witri sleeping in an uncomfortable position.

He slept curled up with his legs hanging from his calves on the edge of the bed.

It is likely that Witri is just lying down in the sleep truss.

Day approached and stared at Witri's look within a single step

He stood up while folding his hands on his chest as tightly as possible so as not to obey his 'unfair' mind that wanted to caress Witri's body even if it was a fingertip.

No. gabe. Don'tdon't. Later Witri ngambek if such a class.

"Pretty. Sweet." murmured Hari while smiling to himself staring at the side of Witri's face.

His gaze slightly decreased staring at the neck of Witri who was attached to several strands of hair.

Why does that neck look sexy?

Day breathed almost.

Ck..he said patiently.just look at his neck already like gini...How do you see the other?

Hari's heart was almost dislodged from its place because of shock when suddenly Witri changed her sleeping position with a fast movement and her sleeping position is now....

Alamakja....

Hari gawk looked at the position that Witri was holding in front of him.

Both Witri's hands were raised above his head, making a short-cut shirt worn by Witri automatically rose and successfully treated the eyes of Hari with a view of half her smooth stomach.

Glacier!!

Unknowingly Hari swallows her salivary kasardan in haste.

Not enough until there is only this twilight treat for the eyes of Hari.

Currently, both legs of Witri are now straight on the lip of the bed and the position of both legs are hanging on the edge of the bed.

Astagfirullahaladzim...

Day hurriedly flipped her back to Witri as one of her hands held onto her irregularly beating chest and one of her hands held her head that instantly pulsed.

It is a very hard test of my patience, God...

"Eh, Mum!" witri's startled voice made Hari jump as she still enjoyed the chaos in her heartbeat and head.

Day gracefully turned her body with rigid and doubtful movements.

Not exactly Witri's position yet?

Hari hesitantly stared at Witri who was apparently sitting cross-legged on the bed and was tidying up her hair ties.

The short-cut t-shirt Witri wore at the time made her smooth stomach return a little seen peeking as both hands were raised to tie her hair behind.

O Allah, Lord...Witri.Murger Inner Day upset herself with her reluctant eyes turned away.

Day turned her body back.

Hah, I have no patience if I have to hold on to kayak ginian.

"I'm sorry I fell asleep earlier, Mas" said Witri as she inched down from the bed.

His face just relaxed staring at the day that was not relaxed at this time.

"No papa. You must be tired from not resting. Shouldn't have helped lift the furniture as well" said Hari with a smile.

"Keep if I don't help you lift yourself? Or would you rather take someone else?" hatch Witri with a sullen face.

"Yes that's not the point either.."sahut Hari fast.

Wrong only by talking to women...

"How will we eat it, Mas? I can't cook yet. There was nothing to cook yet." asked Witri as she sat on the floor leaning against the wall near the bedroom door.

Both legs are bent in front of the chest.

Looking at the pose just like that, Hari's mind had collapsed again.

Moreover, the eyes of the eagle even directly fixed staring towards the middle of the two thighs of Witri who seemed to be slightly opening.

Day rushed back to turn her body.

Aseeemmm..The polite mbok why the hell taaa.mataaaa....

Why is Witri so carelessly sitting?

"Sit that sweet dong, honey. Please don't sit down so much." said Hari in a heart-felt tone while pointing at Witri's feet despite not looking at her.

The look on his face looks unkempt. Between enduring shame, rattling, and wanting to glance.

Witri rushed to close his legs and then berselonjor with a wrong face.

His face was even warm so shy.

It may look red in the eyes of Hari.

Hadyeeeh, how reckless I am! Make me ashamed.

"Sorry Mas...Sorry. bar-bar customs." said Witri, grimacing in embarrassment.

If it's found out that Bu Dukuh can be fired, I'll be his ex today.

"It shouldn't be papa if we're both gini again. But if not so now, not so first. I'm not strong yet." said Hari while grimacing in embarrassment.

Witri smiled wrongly. He understood the intent of his 'yet strong' word Hari.

He causes discomfort of freedom of acting in front of a halal partner.

Because Hari wants to obey his wishes to adapt first to the existence of Hari.

What kind of reason is that?

If anyone hears the reason, is it not a laughingstock for him?

To be able to accept Hari as the only man she has to love. Just Day. Not anyone else.

Not even Jiwo.

Witri's heart is like in pinch-pinch. Pain and pain.

Not Jiwo it turns out.

The day that finally had it.

That man she should love and cherish in her life.

Not another man. Even if the other man is Jiwo. The man he loved.

Witri looked down sadly involuntarily in the gaze of Hari's eyes which also looked at her sadly.

You still think Jiwo yes, Wit? I am in front of you. Your husband's.

Accidentally the two were now staring at each other and were shocked by it.

Witri who was about to steal a look, was shocked when she found Hari looking at her with a sad look.

The day that Witri thought she would keep her head down was just as shocked when she found Witri raising her eyes and looking at her with a sad look.

Both are glued in their respective places with their respective minds.

I'm sorry, Mas. Please give me a minute more.

"I started a lot of nudu?" tanya Hari while commenting on the smile after the two felt increasingly immersed in the gaze.

"Huh? No.no papa. I must be reminded often, Mom. Please don't get tired of reprimanding me." said Witri rather flirting.

Even you are still trying to give me a smile when your eyes are looking at me sadly, Mas.

"Don't you know if I'm a frequent negur later? Wouldn't I bring it?" tanya Day is smiling.

The stiffness between them had just slowly melted away with the effort of Hari starting the conversation in a relaxed tone between them.

"Yes depends. If bring it ngadi-adi I also emoh (do not want) nurutin." replied Witri while sneaking her lips.

"And he said the wife should obey the husband..."

"Liat first her husband who asked for absolutely nothing." said Witri quickly.

"What isn't it like?" tanya Hari with a pretentious face.

"That violates the Shari'a of religion and Human Rights" Witri replied quickly.

"Example?"

"Yes cook I have to mention for example also, Mas?!"

"Yes not papa. Again loose is the time." said Day relaxed.

He even now lies down his body.

Lying on her side facing her body towards Witri who was sitting on the floor leaning against the walls of the room.

At first glance, Hari looked at the calf Witri in front of her.

Seamless.

"For example, tell his wife to be sincere if she wants to be polygamous. Though his wife had all out her performance as a wife of Sholehah. That's not me" Witri said at last.

Day held back her laughter.

How to get there she thought.

"So if his wife does not all out can dong ya followed if her husband asked for polygamy?" ask Hari while glancing.

"Can.." replied Witri casually.

The day grew wider smiling while looking at Witri.

"Wait..wait...eh! What does that mean?" witri asked in shock as she thought more seriously about their last conversation.

Hari was already laughing looking at Witri's shocked expression.

"Well, if you want to talk, think first, sweet." said Hari, rising from her fall.

The voice of adzan magrib was heard not far from their home.

"If his wife can't go out for her husband, then can it?" tanya repeated with a smile looking at the seductive Witri.

"So it is.." muttered Witri involuntarily with a disappointed and worried face. His voice momentarily choked.

"Handering...So make her face clear" said Hari with a carefree look.

"Mas wouldn't do that. I swear." said Hari with a suddenly serious face.

"I.believe" said Witri finally after their sight was reunited.

Day smiled gently.

"Mas to the mosque first yes." said Hari while stroking Witri's shoulder gently.

Witri was only able to nod.

"Going home from the mosque later Mas stopped by the pinjem mat for the event later" said Hari as she stepped through the living room.

"Yes." replied Witri again.

"Jeng.." call Hari from the front door of the living room.

Witri rushed out of the room.

"Why?" witri asked with a curious look.

"I love you" said Hari softly but quite clearly heard by Witri.

Witri only grimaced to respond to him.

Day returned smiling with a wry shriveled heart.

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