
"Mas Gilang, what are you doing.?" Then Gita looked around her room, the shape of the room was different." You moved me from Jessy mas's room.?"
Gilang nodded and nodded. Then Gilang kissed aunty*Gita. Mmmpph..... That's the sound that came out of Gita's mouth.
" I've been waiting for you here, but you fell asleep in Jessy's room. And I was forced to take you and kidnap you from my own son's room, because you didn't wake up when I woke up". Said Gilang who was on the body of Gita, with support on both hands.
" It was you who let me nemenin Jessy in her room. Well, it's natural that I fall asleep with Jessy".
"It's fine if I don't kidnap you from Jessy's room, until the morning you just wake up. Now that you I'm legal, I don't want any rejection from you". Shame with his naughty smile.
Mmpphh.... Mmpphh.... Missing menci*m aunty*Gita. Bibi*they were linked, with Gilang leading the game, and Gita getting carried away. No one gave in to each other to explore the area of enjoyment between them.
Until the game goes to the next stage. Gilang released the packaging on the body of Gita, without a thread that was on the body of Gita. Whether Gilang threw the packaging anywhere, as well as Gilang who released the packaging on his body.
Not to forget Gilang left his traces in the stiap exploration, from the curve of the neck of the Gita level, to the stiap valley. And Gilang tried to climb two hills, along the valley of pleasure. Gita and Gilang are very thirsty in their game. Especially Gilang who for years withheld his desire, now his desire can be channeled with Gita who is now legally his wife.
The Gita's body trembles when something is urgent, in a part that is quite difficult to enter. But Gilang can calm Gita with a gentle kiss that Gilang give.. Gita's breath gasps as Gilang starts his game.
The sheets that were originally installed neatly, now look irregular. And bolsters and pillows were scattered everywhere. They also play, following the direction of the game, until the toy ends.
Not to forget Gilang also kissed Gita's forehead, then hugged Gita's body. After they were clean, they felt tired, and they fell asleep hugging each other. With Gilang reluctant away from Gita, until while asleep Gilang did not want to release his embrace from the body of Gita.
Three days later, Gita left her mother and father's house. That morning Gita felt homesick with her parents, Gita sure both her parents must have missed her very much. Especially Mr. Jaka, as his father was so close to Gita. A day not judging Gita it feels like there is less for Mr. Jaka.
Surely at his residence, Mr. Jaka, he was sitting pensively in his leisure bale.
Bu Siti, and Fitri who was taking Chika to play, saw Jaka sir who just laid his body in a relaxed bale by holding a woven bamboo fan. He misses Gita very much at this time, his usual Pak Jaka likes to ask Gita to pluck out the white hair that Pak Jaka has. Yes usually Gita in the pinta to find gray hair Pak Jaka, although not much but like to ask Gita to do that. Sometimes in addition to pulling gray hair, Gita likes to massage her father's head. But now Jaka feels lonely no Gita, sometimes Gita likes to be invited to play chess with him. Although Gita never won the game, but just accompany father to play chess Gita never mind.
Fitri also approached Pak Jaka who was considered like his own father.
" Well, I miss Gita .?"
Jaka nodded his head and smiled. Then Mr. Jaka threw out his breath that felt very heavy.
" Dad still wasn't willing to let go of that father's hurrah team, belonging to another man. Though father is more handsome than Gilang, but he prefers that man." Said Mr. Jaka who tried to entertain himself.
Fitri and Bu Siti also chuckled at the speech of Mr. Jaka.
"Well, if the Gita doesn't choose Gilang. Would you be willing if Gita was always alone, seeing her father and mother was always uwuh in front of Gita. Make Gita show his mupeng face well, so if Gita ngeces and Qobul ajiwa his singles thrashing ronta yah". Fitri spoke to Jaka who did not understand the words he said. Which made Bu Siti laugh seeing the expression on her husband's face.
" Thrashing, uwuh, mupeng. Your language is Fit, I don't understand. I often hear school children like to say that when passing by. Sampe until mom who bought dad's vegetables, when the talk is rich.
Indeed what the Fit means, father does not know. Which I know the price of vegetables and the same price of chili again expensive. If those three words I don't know at all.?" Pak Jaka's question, made Fitri and Bu Siti laugh to hear it.
While on the balcony of the room, Gita held her device. Gita was looking at her picture with her father, and her mother. The longer, the tears he held were flowing, in the corner of his eyes.
"Why you, baby.?"
Gita smiled and shook her head." I'm not why-why mas".
"If you don't why, that's why your eyes are red. Tell me something, what did you tell me to Mas.?" He said, staring at his wife's face.
"I miss my mom and dad at home. How they are now, I miss him." Said Gita with her eyes that were again condensing, and with her raucous voice.
Makes Gilang can't bear to see it.
" You want to go over there, play at mom's dad's house.?" Tanya Gilang and nodded by Gita." Why don't you say, sorry we canceled yesterday. Because there are some jobs that I take care of, because of the employment report from Bandung."
" It's okay, I understand. But can I play at mom and dad's house, besides them I miss Chika too.?" Gita asked with a face pleading with her husband.
Gilang looked at the face of Gita who was now his wife. Then Gilang nodded his head, and smiled." It'll be noon we go there, do we want to stay there.?"
" Seriously, we're going there and we can stay there.?" Ask Gita to make sure she gets back.
"Dear, that makes you happy". Gilang while stroking his wife's hair.
"Thank you, I'm so happy. Thanks for being ready and tell Jessy first..." Gita who was happy. Then Gita was about to step, but Gita's hand was choked by her husband.
"Where the hell are you....?"
" Want to say Jessy, why is it.?"
"Something less, thank you for that.?" Gita thought, then Gita shook her head." There Aggita you forget something, the time just say thank you. Less complete is Anggita bint Jaka's father". Said Gilang who was anxious with his wife. So bring her name in-laws.
Gita chuckles at her husband's words, mentioning his father's name.
" What do you want, if you say thank you less.Do you want coffee, or cake, I will make it yes".
Finally Gilang was impatient, and moved quickly. Miss kissing aunty*Gita. Gita's eyes were wide open perfectly can be an impromptu attack from her husband. Long enough Crinkling menci*m aunty*Gita. Until Gita holds her breath, Gilang stops exploring gita*aunty.
When Gilang let go of his kiss, then Gita breathed a sigh of relief.
"You just got kissed just like that already holding your breath. If you're out of breath how Git. It's not funny Git, there's news about the victim being out of breath because of kissing*man too long by her husband." Said Gilang who mocked Gita. Making Gita advance her lips because she was upset with her husband's teasing.
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