Let Me be with You

Ep. 16

" Well, I will wear that shirt" I said with a clear face.

I was so embarrassed, wearing that shirt.

" Okay, but when?" Answer to me

" When you can" while smiling at him.

" That means I can, too, do that." He answered with a loud laugh.

" Not funny, Mama,"

" It's funny to know, let alone see your face. I want to pinch and eat."

" Gombal, that's it,"

" Not with my own wife."

" We go down yuk, Elin's gonna wait."

" Okay, but there's a condition."

" What are the conditions, Mas" I asked him. I started to guess where he thought.

My guess is right, it turns out that Mas Reza gave me the condition to wear the shirt or give a kiss on the cheek.

I prefer a kiss on the cheek, only the first time I feel it. Cause, I never dated at all. Especially touching a man.

That's what made me feel ashamed of my husband.

After completing the terms of Mas Reza, we went down and joined hands.

Nesya who saw me go down, ran into my arms. But, the one who caught Mas Reza instead.

" No, no, no, Nesya. Now Miss Liza belongs to Om."

Nesya wanted to cry and said, "Mum Liza belongs to Nesya, Nesya loves Bu Liza. You can't take Miss Liza."

" No Nesya, now Om her husband Bu Liza."

" Yes, kasian Nesya. He's crying,"

Nesya sobbed, I grabbed Mas Reza's hand to take Nesya in her arms.

" Dear, why are you crying?"

" Oh my love to Miss Liza and Nesya. It's just a joke, isn't it Om Reza?"

" Yes, I'm sorry, baby,"

" Our promise" said Nesya.

" Yes, Om promise you dear."

During my time as Nesya's teacher, I was very happy to see the rapid development of this child. She cried for a moment.

" Liz, can you help sister?"

" Can you, wait."

I prepared dinner, after it was finished. I poured rice and side dishes into my husband's plate.

" Sister, why are you crying?" Ask him.

" No papa Liz, Brother is so happy to see Reza and you."

" Sister, I am also happy to be Mas Reza's wife. I thank you very much, for accepting all my shortcomings."

" We're Za too,"

" I'm also very grateful to be your husband."

" Yuk we eat Kak and Mas, later it will not feel good again affected by the rain."

They both laughed at my laugh.

" Mrs Liza, can you call her Auntie?"

" May be dear,"

" Hore, hooray, Nesya already has an aunt."

" Nesya wants to bribe aunty?"

" Here baby, Auntie's bribe."

" Om also want to be bribed with you baby!"

" Yes, but alternately."

" Hoor," they answered in unison.

After finishing eating, as usual my home activities are done. I see, tonight's just doing the dishes.

I finished everything, and I went back to my room.

" You're done that,"

" Oh, what's wrong?"

" Can't I sleep hurting you?"

" Can,"

" Hore, thank you!"

The first time I slept with someone who was halal to me, I was very nervous. I've been in Mas Reza's arms. He hugged me from behind.

His breath was in my arms, but I could only feel it.

I began to close my eyes, honest in the recesses of my heart.

I couldn't sleep, but Mas Reza fell asleep.

He even tightened his arms to my waist, as I moved he got closer to my nape. I can only pray, may this night pass quickly.

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