
Daffa seemed uncomfortable with himself. He seemed to be constantly agitated from holding something back. Eventually, they arrived home after a while.
"Huuuft, finally arrived," Daffa muttered, sighing deeply.
"Why, Mas?" andhira asked still with her trap.
"T-no, eem, that's ...," Daffa said stammeringly. He pointed to the buttons of Andhira's shirt that was still open.
"Ohh, yes! Of course I will close it" replied Andhira. Then, he closed the buttons of the shirt that was originally opened while rushing down from the car.
"Come, Mas!" take Andhira with her head in the car.
"I-iya, okay," said Daffa, then followed Andhira out of the car.
"Look, the arrogant man who used to dictate and judge, can now only obey like a buffalo that has his nose plucked" whispered Andhira as he gave a bitter smile.
Soon, they entered the house and began to turn on the lights that had not been lit. The nervousness is still going through Daffa. The man had actually entered into Andhira's trap. Do you want to know what it's like to see someone who is usually loud, rude and undeniable being nervous and weak? It was kind of a very entertaining performance opera for Andhira.
Andhira walked down the bend as if deliberately showing movement with his curves. On the other hand, Daffa could only be fixated on seeing the change in attitude towards his wife lately. It doesn't matter, for a wife to flirt with her own husband. However, acting similarly is not the true nature of Andhira. That is what made Daffa so surprised. Although it is not denied that his feelings are very happy.
Silence resuscitated Daffa when Andhira's footsteps were no longer heard. Yes, he had already escaped Daffa's sight. Only he who still stands sculpting ruled the living room that is quite spacious.
Now, the man who had been misbehaving had also followed Andhira into the room. When he was in the doorway, Daffa spread his gaze to all sides of the room. He didn't see his wife there. However, the gurgling of water was heard from inside the bathroom. The owner of the black-colored eyeballs also breathed a sigh of relief.
Andhira hummed inside the bathroom. The thing he had never done before, because indeed in Andhira's belief, singing or talking while in the bathroom was not good. It's just that his state of affairs is being so chaotic in fact. He faked all his feelings and behavior in the presence of Daffa. And sunghuh, it's not him. Everything Andhira did was very contrary to the true will of the heart.
After fifteen minutes. The woman in white came out of the bathroom, with a kimono towel wrapped around her body. The smell of soap immediately hit Daffa's sense of smell at that time. With nervousness still remaining, Daffa ventured to speak to his wife who had been fresh and fragrant.
The woman who was now playing the role of antagonist was just smiling with a meaningful gaze. "If this is the case, do you still want to ask me if I have taken a bath or not, Mas," Andhira said as she lifted one leg and pointed it at Daffa's chest.
DAG! DIG! A DUG!
So about the heart thump and heartbeat of Daffa rang. He lowered his gaze to the foot of Andhira's level which was stuck straight in the chest of his field. His gaze began to alternate from the feet, then onto Andhira's white-colored face.
Realizing that Daffa was dead, the lice were helpless, andhira finally lowered her legs. "I could feel your heartbeat beating so fast that it almost broke your chest and pushed my legs," Andhira's hardened heart.
Daffa was still silently stunned with a gaping mouth. The man only realized when there was a pulse, but not a pulse. Yes, his little sister had already thrashed out wanting to be released. Then, his hand moved with reflexes covering his bottom.
"What's up, Mom?" ask Andhira full of search. He pretended to be stupid and did not know what Daffa was doing.
"That's okay. Oh, yes .. I also want to take a bath first," stuttered Daffa as he ran towards the bathroom.
Andhira pulled her slanted lip line frivolously hissing. "Basal maniac," he tweeted.
"I'm sorry, Mom. If you hadn't ruined me in the first place, I wouldn't have done this kind of inappropriate things. If you're so fond of playing with me and admiring my body, why don't you just be nice to me first, Mom? Shouldn't we be able to enjoy everything in a circle of affection? But you broke my trust, Mom. You have made my heart break and almost collapse. Like the foundation of a house that has been destroyed, then can it still withstand the burden that is on it? Of course it's impossible. That's how I feel right now, ma'am."
Andhira groaned in her own daydream. She regretted her actions, but she was more concerned about Daffa's treatment of her early in their marriage. "This is not what I want, Mas," continued Andhira followed by a clear droplet similar to morning dew that flowed her cheeks.
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