Just One Feeling's

The panic!

The night is getting late. Secretary Chan turned off the car he was driving right inside the spacious garage. Meta get down first. Followed by Secretary Chan.

They both walked into the house. With Secretary Chan carrying a plastic bag containing betel leaves ordered by Grandma Jeje.

Secretary Chan opened the door. Again, the door is not locked.

Raditya was snoring on the sofa. They both looked around. There's no one else. There are no other signs of existence. "It's late at night anyway. Everyone must be sleeping." Each of them is inner.

Secretary Chan put his plastic bag on the table. He reached into his cell phone in his pocket. There were several missed calls and short messages from Raditya.

"Jeje's grandmother no longer wanted betel leaves. Go home."

Secretary Chan patted his eel this time. He did not think that he did not hear the sound of the notification even if only for a moment. If he hears a little notification sound, the difficulty in finding betel leaves that are still stemmed will never happen.

Never mind. Rice has become porridge. As the saying goes.

Secretary Chan tells Meta to rest in the room with Rossie. Meta nodded. He also felt very tired. He went into the room that had been prepared by Andin since this afternoon, for himself and Rossie to rest.

Secretary Chan began to lay down his body on the other elongated sofa. Staring at Raditya who was still sound asleep with the same snoring. Secretary Chan began to close his eyes. Then for a moment, he drew that smile line on his lips. There was something unusual, to the point of making him comment on a smile in silence.

Being with you, Ms. Meta, makes my hearing abnormal.

Ah, right people say. A person will be deaf and blind because of love, if the person is serious in loving.

Secretary Chan slowly opened his eyes. Sitting in silence accompanied only by the snoring of Raditya. His eyes are awake. There was no sign of him being sleepy and needing to sleep this time. There was no other option but to turn on the television. Then dilute the volume of the television sound, so that no one will be disturbed by it.

While in the room. You can see that Andin, Ziban and Grandma Jeje are stretching their bodies. With Grandma Jeje between Andin and Ziban. Yeah, that's right. Mediated.

Behind the darkness of the night. And the darkened room because the lights were turned off. Ziban still opened his eyes behind the darkness.

After a while and after making sure Grandma Jeje had completely closed her eyes and fell asleep, Ziban raised his voice quietly. Even very slowly. More precisely whispers.

"Darling, are you asleep?"

Not waiting for a long time, Andin immediately answered Ziban's question. That indicates, Andin can not fall asleep as well as he seemed. "Good!" Say it in the heart.

Ziban gave Andin the code to wake up and leave Grandma Jeje asleep. Andin followed Ziban, who had already walked in darkness.

And when Andin had gotten off the bed, Grandma Jeje suddenly let out a hoarse voice. He called out Andin's name.

Ziban stopped his steps.

Andin put his body back in bed. Only, Andin's position this time, was the position Ziban had occupied earlier.

Ziban finally abandoned his intention to leave the room. He certainly would not have moved rooms, if Andin had not gone with him.

He took his pillow and blanket. He held his blanket exactly lined with bed parts Andin lay down his body. Yeah, just below Andin.

Ziban curled up his body, which was covered with a blanket. Fretted. This time Ziban felt even though a few moments had passed.

"Dear."

"Hem."

After hearing the words from Andin, he immediately pulled Andin's arm slowly. Andin was a little surprised. But he remained silent and obeyed. He followed Ziban's hand movements that made him get off the bed slowly.

Ziban took one more pillow for Andin. They lay their bodies on the floor with blankets together. Hugging each other tightly.

Ziban stroked Andin's hair. He began to fumble around a very beautiful part according to him. His two favorite mounds. "Two forms that are sometimes large this one, is the most beautiful form that God entrusts through you, only to me." Ziban said one time. Formerly. When their marriage was only a few weeks old.

The two of them were again swept away with a friendly hug. Then kiss each other alternately.

Until it ends in the enjoyment they managed to achieve together. In the name of love and love. In the name of loving and loving each other. And do not forget, in the name of worship and worship. The paradise that most people crave.

Pleasure not easy to describe. Not worth telling. And unable to explain. The highlight of the favors they roamed together. Until it always manages to make them drift in a different sound. In a different dream. But in the same blanket.

The alarm clock that was placed on the bedside table, rang loudly. Indicates the occupants of the room must be awake immediately. The morning is ready to welcome.

Andin opened his eyes first. The alarm clock is ringing hard. And yes, the room lights are on.

My husband's here, then who turned on the room lights!

Andin squealed inwardly as his eyeballs first caught Ziban in a blanket with him. Panicked. Naturally no one else was more suspect by her, other than Grandma Jeje.

Andin did not dare to sweep his gaze anywhere. He was still staring straight. Staring at Ziban who was indeed not at a distance with him.

"Mas." (whispers Andin)

Andin whispered to Ziban. But Ziban did not wake up from his sleep. This time, Andin squeezed Ziban's nose. Making Ziban hard to breathe. Waking up because of breathing difficulties.

And it's true. Ziban opened his eyes. Andin didn't want to waste any longer. He coded Ziban for the lights of the room, through the movement of his eyes and his eyebrows that rose and fell.

Ziban instantly understood the code hinted at by Andin. He then dared himself to open his eyes.

Grandma Jeje!

He was surprised because he really said. His gaze immediately led to the bed that was indeed revealed by Andin, but not with him. Who is facing Andin.

Seen Grandma Jeje who was focusing on reading the sheet of paper she was holding. Either the sheet contains what reading. To be sure, Grandma Jeje was very focused in staring. With glasses that help the connection vision to be clearly visible.

Ziban gave Andin the code back. That Jeje's grandmother is awake. They both panic together. But after seeing Grandma Jeje who was very serious and focused on herself, they finally agreed to go straight to the bathroom.

Ziban wrapped around the sheath while still laying down his body. While Andin wrapped the blanket thoroughly to the neck.

The two of them crawled along slowly towards the bathroom.

Just a few more steps up in front of the bathroom, Grandma Jeje suddenly let out a voice. They both panicked!

"What are you two doing?"

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