Love For Fella

Tired of the Happy

Fella felt that her leg was almost broken by greeting the many guests who had come to her wedding. If you know this, he will definitely choose to get married in KUA only and without parties like this.

His family business relationship, the former teachers who had given him knowledge during High School, because Hendry was the one who invited them to come, friends during High School and also his college friends who attended enliven the wedding party. Arska also invited some of her college friends, they were really 'conspirators' to make Fella exhausted.

But, fortunately it was all over and left an incredible exhaustion for his body.

However, an incident at the party made him smile. Recalling the action, Arska bravely presented a song to herself on stage.

"For Fella Anastasia Cantika, my wife. Thank you for accepting me to be your priest. Thank you, for wanting to be a complement to my happiness, and thank you for being a great woman by waiting for me when I don't give you news. This song I dedicate to you. I love you."

It was Arska's sentence when she was already on stage, with Brayu already sitting on a chair holding a guitar, who was ready to accompany Arska singing this time.

Arska's voice when playing, so very melodious, lucky Hendry lowered the talent to his son, yes even though Hendry never showed his talent in public, but he always showed his talent only to Violla, his beloved wife and of course his two children.

"Yes Allah. Why is my face so hot rich gini anyway?" he said when he looked in the bathroom mirror. Fella cleaned up when she got to her room. The body feels very sticky, after a day of standing on top of the skin with the sun tricks that always highlight towards him.

The knock on the door roused him from his momentary madness, smiling alone as a result of remembering the events of the party.

"You're in the medley, huh? Very long." Typical of Arska if the business of insinuating.

Fella moved her lips after hearing this.

"Not romantic" he said slowly.

Still with her lips, the girl slowly opened the bathroom door. And immediately his eyes could see Arska who had crossed her chest in front of him.

"Why?" so asked Fella with a slurred.

"I have been waiting for you since. Uhuh...." Arska pointed to the food that had been served at the table near the bed that had been sprinkled with rose petals. "It's almost cold" he continued.

Fortunately, Fella was well dressed, if not, had to wait how many hours Arska to immediately fill her stomach which was very hungry.

Fella's eyes sparkled when she saw the food that was in there. The girl immediately took Arska's left hand to start their dinner.

Starting the role of a wife, Fella took rice for Arska, not forgetting the appetizing side dish. "Eat a lot of my husband." As he said while blinking one eye, the girl looked flirtatious with her behavior right now.

Arska can only grin and eat her food immediately. Let the temptation of his wife in return later, the important thing is that she is full first.

After the newlyweds' dinner was over, the two stared at the bed in silence. Arska stood up while putting both her hands in her pants pocket, while Fella just sat down. They both stand.

Don't think in a no-no direction first, because they're thinking about something they'll do on the bed later.

That is, with the flowers that fill the space on the bed. Arska thought, how to get rid of the roses, while Fella imagined how beautiful it would be if she slept on the rose petals that gave off that fresh fragrance. Ahh. How thought.

And when Arska stepped in to get rid of the flower that read A❤F, Fella stopped it.

"Don't throw it away." Preventably.

"Would you sleep on a flower?" asked Arska by frowning her.

"Yes" he answered briefly.

"Where's the itch?"

Fella did not answer her husband's question, the girl immediately approached the bed and threw her body on the roses, which immediately made the tattoo turn into a mess.

"It's a flower baby, not a bush. So it's impossible to itch" said Fella while throwing the flower up. In his shadow the flowers were like rain, which he had created himself.

Arska still faithfully stood up, looking straight at his wife who was acting like a boy yesterday afternoon.

"Here," said Fella again. The girl reached for Arska's hand like a child asking to be carried. "No itch baby" said Fella again, after seeing Arska flinch.

"Jeez, honey, you're....." Reflex Fella, when feeling the pangs. His lips let out a laugh that made Arska more excited to do the action.

"Geli.." he said with a mix of laughter.

Arska did not care, her fingers were still so active tickling Fella's back. Until the girl's body shriveled incoherently.

Tired of his actions, Arska slept on her back while staring at the ceiling of the room. Seeing that, Fella who was still adjusting her breath due to laughing a lot, immediately placed her head on Arska's free left arm.

"You don't think your head weighs what love is?" arska comments as she senses a beben on her arm.

Fella heard the word 'Foreign' in the sentence just spoken by her husband. Fella, who was increasingly curious about the words, immediately approached Arska's body.

"What?" ask Fella.

"What's? Your head is heavy?"

"No, that call you said to me earlier. Repeat." Fella's orders.

Arska frowned and looked at his wife who was no longer sleeping with her arms wrapped. Fella instead slept on her stomach and looked at Arska enthusiastically.

"Love?"

Fella instantly kissed Arska's cheeks shamelessly, the girl instantly widened her lips wide.

"Why the hell? The call made a baper man?" asked Fella with sparkling eyes, her hands were busy propping up her chin.

"Excessive!" Arska instantly scooped at Fella's sparkling face. Instead of being upset, the woman who is soon, may not be the girl again, instead piled her chin on her husband's chest.

"Love. That's a really sweet call, I think, honey." she said, playing Arska's ear. Maybe Arska's ears resemble monopoly houses, until Fella plays like that.

"What do I usually call you?" asked Arska with a frown.

"Yes."

"Other?"

"Dear."

"Continue?"

"What happened?"

"What love is it? Nothing is different, right? Then from where, I call you love, is it a sweet call? It means the same thing." Arska.

Distraught by her husband's answer, Fella tugged at Arska's ears and made the man glare, hurriedly distancing her body from her husband. Fella chose to cross her chest and refused to look at Arska.

"Here you!" arska's orders with her serious face.

With an annoyed face, Fella approached Arska.

"What?" ask her with a jutek face.

"More dekets." he ordered once more.

Fella's getting closer. After getting closer, Arska's right hand pulled Fella's head and kissed her inside.

Don't ask the continuation. Because only the two of them know. Maybe they're playing monopoly, mound, congklak or jump rope.