
That afternoon Rashid made an agreement with Reisya. Girlfriend in medsos. He promised to pick her up at the terminal.
Reisya told me she was wearing a yellow shirt. It is easier to get it in the terminal, he said.
Arriving at the terminal, Rashid waited for him at the exit. With wide eyes, Rashid stared at a super-fertile woman wearing a genjreng yellow dress with matching shoes.
Busyet, what is spongebob? Inner Rashid.
"Reishya?" greet Rashid first.
"Yes, Brother Kahlil Gibran?"
Rashid had to develop his smile. Want how else, he has already expressed love from the beginning of the chat.
"What's the ride?" reisya asked as Rashid took her to the motor park.
"That!" Rashid pointed at the motor parked not far from the terminal exit. He imagined his motorcycle tyre would sink when a creature as big as a swollen elephant hugged him.
Hopefully the shock brake is strong to withstand the burden of two people who are jumbo size. Because Rashid's body is also not slim.
"We'll eat first, Bang," Reisya's pinta.
Rashid nodded even though he did not bring any money. The rest of the money he gave to Laras to buy instant noodles.
"I'm so hungry, Bang. My snack is also over," continued Reisya.
Yes, your stomach is as big as a garbage can at the end of my path, Inner Rashid.
"What do you want to eat?" ask Rashid.
"Nasi padang aja Bang. That's a lot of money," he replied. He's ready to get on the Rashid bike.
"OKAY. Ready, Honey." Rashid gulped his saliva.
Bleshhhhh!
The motor felt instantly sagged as soon as Reisya stuck her butt in the seat. And swiftly, Reisya's hands hugged Rashid's waist from behind.
His chest and large stomach were stuck on Rashid's back. Rashid felt being hugged by the ballooning cushion.
The heavy sound of the motor as Rashid started to gasp, making some people stare at them. They must have been mumbling, so sorry for the bike.
Rashid stopped his motorbike in front of a fairly luxurious food stall. Didn't want Rashid to enter the field stalls he used to buy for his children.
There are people who pay, Rashid thought.
"Taste it here good, Bang?" ask Reisya.
"Great son. You must like it" replied Rashid sok tau. He has never been here.
"Watch here often?" ask Reisya again.
"This is my subscription. Come on in," take Rashid. Lazy he answered the questions again. His stomach also asked to be filled immediately.
"Let's choose the food." Rashid was already standing first behind the storefront. She filled the plate with rice.
Deftly, Reisya picked up some side dishes and vegetables.
"Bang, please this one's on a separate plate, yeah. The rice is also please add," Reisya told a waiter.
"Yes, Mom. Ready," replied the waiter.
And just like a person who has not eaten three days, Reisya eats his food quickly. He quickly added his rice and side dishes.
"Will you go?" Reisya offers Rashid.
Without rejection, Rashid took the rice on a plate that had been delivered by the waiter.
"His food is really good, Bang," said Reisya as he continued to chew.
The two of them ate like they were in a eating race at a seven-dozen event. Not talking to each other, because their mouths are busy chewing. And hands are busy.
Until the food on the table was added by the waiter, the ludes were not left.
"Aeekhhgg!" Rashid burped with satisfaction. His stomach was full. Like there is no more empty space.
So does Reisya. He burps, though not as loud as the sound of Rashid's compound.
"Yes, Bang. Pity them. We eat well, they don't" replied Reisya.
Without hesitation, Rashid wrapped three rice plus rendang. Surely my children will eat it, Inner Rashid.
"You pay, Rei. I haven't paid, yet" Rashid said slowly. Reisya stared for a while then was forced to nod.
Kirain he's the one who wants to pay. Know this, it was not necessary to pack a pack, Inner Reisya.
"We're going to Brother's house, right?" ask Reisya. Finances are thin. The price of the food was pretty draining the bag. Moreover, he and Rashid had eaten as an orang-idatan.
"Yes. We bring this food first" replied Rashid. He also did not want his children to wait too long. They must have been starving, because it was only filled with instant noodles.
Arriving at Rashid's house, his children immediately stormed the plastic bag he was carrying.
"Eits! Say hello to Aunt Reisya" said Rashid before handing over the package.
His three children opened their eyes. They think Reisya is a beautiful, sexy and tall woman.
It turned out to be super fertile with bakpao-like cheeks. They also laughed at seeing it.
For the sake of the food that Rashid brought, they were saluting and pretentious with Reisya.
"This is the biggest barrel. He is a writer, will soon be proposed by the manager. She will live in the apartment of her future husband." Rashid introduces Laras. Laras nodded with a proud smile.
"This is the second. Name's Niken. He's just second grade High School. And this, the smallest. His name is Ayu, the new fourth grade SD," continued Rashid.
Reisya nodded her head. The Rashid children were quite beautiful, although their clothes were very simple. Even Ayu impressed kumal, with curly hair disheveled.
"Kids brother, beautiful yes," praised Reisya as she walked in following Rashid.
While his children were already scrambling for food on the back floor of his house. His rented house.
"Yes, his dad's a good-looking guy, right?" Rashid gave his best smile.
"It could be, brother." Reisya looked at Rashid feelingly. Despite being old and fertile, Rashid still looks handsome.
One of the fascination of Rashid among mothers, because of the middle east face that is somehow obtained from whom.
Rashid, who did not know that Reisya's finances were mediocre, tried to seduce him. He hoped that, when he came home later, Reisya gave him enough money.
"Rei, I don't think you're five years above me" Rashid said.
It was obvious that Reisya blushed in embarrassment, even though his heart was soaring.
"Yes, really. Like it's still forties" praised Rashid again.
Reisya really liked that compliment. He who has entered the age of half a century, is still said to be forties.
"How old are you, Bang?" ask Reisya.
"I am forty-five. But just relax, I like a mature woman like you," Rasyid said. He didn't want Reisya to be inferior and disappear from him.
Even if for Rashid, as long as Reisya's money was flowing, it would be impossible for him to leave it alone.
"I also like younger men. So feel the young follower," replied Reisya.
It's getting late, but there's no sign of Reisya coming home. Rashid started to get nervous. Moreover, Lili repeatedly called him.
"Who from, Bang?" ask Reisya possessively.
"Regular... The fans!" reply Rashid diplomatically.
Reisya immediately pouted. Makes her cheeks look bigger.
"Don't pout that dong. Brother is gemes. Want to eat your cheeks like a bakpao!" ledek Rashid.
"Yeah, my cheek time is like a bakpao anyway?" Reisya.
"Keep what dong?" ask Rashid.
"What a hell, but don't bakpao!"
"That's okay, honey. My brother likes bakpao. Especially the chicken stuff. Yeah, so I want to eat you."
Rashid pinches Reisya's cheeks that are stye until reddened. Then kiss him with a fit of anxiety. Makes Reisya blush in shame.