Love Mita

The conversation that leads

After the middle room, Rama scroll-ing explore his Instagram which mostly contains football, badminton, and automotive accounts. While waiting for Mita to finish praying that feels old, even though when the new hour 10 minutes he waited. Several times glanced at Mita, making sure that the Wife did not fall asleep, until she herself finally fell asleep.

A dozen minutes into the subconscious, Rama woke up to realize someone was lying next to him with a distinctive perfume fragrance. Perfume that he bought at the mall with Mita while staying at the hotel for the first time after the wedding.

"Darling, even sleeping."

Rama muttered softly.

"You tired?"

Then he approached and hugged Mita. But the question did not get any response, Mita was already asleep.

With a passionate feeling, Rama rubbed every inch of the face of his dear wife. Admire the fine hairs around the forehead, stroking and menge cup every inch of lips that feel cold with the smell of mint.

Rama's desire can not be dammed, but Mita never wake up too.

Tired what? Think Rama.

Fifteen minutes for Rama to explore until finally Mita put her hand on the neck of the Husband.

"I'm waiting for you to finish praying until you go to sleep."

"Mmmm..."

Rama smiled, apparently Mita was not well aware.

With anxiety, half forced Mita to wake up her movements getting wilder.

"Remember.. hmmm..."

"I want to, you're not kasian?"

With a heavy weight, Mita opened both her eyes. Faintly seen the face of Rama is near his face, with the position of the body on it. Unfortunately her eyes were too heavy for her to open, Mita finally let Rama do what her husband wanted with her eyes closed.

Slowly Rama opened the maroon Mita sleeping pajamas, made from satin with two pieces kimono model. While Mita's only small response made her even more violent. Raising Mita's body over her.

"Sin, cuekin's husband."

"I'm not cuekin, I've woken this up."

Remain leaning over Rama's chest with his eyes closed.

"Hose eyes open dear dong."

"Even if I crumble, I can still feel my brother."

Feeling? I thought Rama.

That night Rama really enjoyed the opening menu, which felt more delicious. Until inevitably Mita really woke up because of the touch of Rama that made him feel a sensation that he had never felt. Playing while asleep.

The activities of the husband and wife who were wrapped in longing that night felt long because both wanted again and again.

*****

"Ram, wake up yet? Get ready we're leaving in the morning."

Mr. Romi was forced to wake Rama, because reports from Sena his two brothers did not open the door to his room.

"Sovernight Brother said he wanted to break the fast, this hour is not finished yet. Wonderful."

"This child, both of them are not awake yet. Mama woke Rama up."

"Tengteuingeun ai Teteh, not yet Subuhan sigana tea slave."

Ms. Rini voiced, anxious about the behavior of her son and daughter-in-law who did not know the time.

With all efforts finally realized Mita, fell asleep without a thread with just wrapped in a hotel blanket.

"Honey, it's on a real race outside. What time is it?"

"Hmm."

"Wake up, we haven't been bathing yet to pray."

Mita hastily picked up her clothes that were strewn across the mattress and floor.

"Sorry sleep, Mita get ready now."

Showing his pillow face beside the door by not showing his body from behind the door.

Brakkk !!!

Closing back in shock, it turned out that all his family members were waiting in the middle room whose position was right in front of his room.

Early in the morning the group was getting ready for the airport. Mita herself was impatient, because this was her first foreign trip after marrying Rama.

Trip some time ago to Seattle is certainly not as free as it is now, because at that time Mita was still Adit's lover. At that moment he did not enjoy his first trip as a feeling of guilt filled his heart. But Rama is her husband.

By continuing to hold Rama, Mita seems not to want to be separated from the Husband.

"Darling, how many days are we gonna be here?"

Breathing the air of Seattle with loved ones is certainly very pleasant.

"Anything you want. Most Fery that was eventually left."

"I don't feel good about Fery."

"Ngga anything is stuck here. Can come back when you don't know. Fery's waiting three or four days is fair."

"Okay, four days yeah."

Rama nodded, flanking Mita's hand on her armpit side to warm her body.

"In Bandung don't be naughty."

On the other side Adit pinched Sena's nose. Seeing Sena's nose turn red, was a pleasure for her.

"Sick Mas, this red must be."

"If I could bite, I'd bite."

"Sort of pshyco."

Adit laughs.

"Yes pshyco out of love."

Now Sena's chin is the next target.

"Your chin is soft, try to be different from my chin."

The shape of Sena's face is oval, with a long chin as if it has meat on the bottom. Making Adit anxious at once at home lingering at the face of Sena who became not boring in his eyes.

"Udah ah, shame be ignored."

Sena saw several pairs of eyes that were also waiting for the boarding time towards her and Adit.

"That's pretty, don't be naughty."

"What's more likely to do that is you. In Tokyo especially winter, it is said that the same Japanese girls who look alike in anime will be delicious."

Adit recalled the words of the man he had met in Singapore a few months ago. Damn !

"Nwort... You're also very much in a chance."

"I am faithful, but that is also if you are loyal to me. But if it's evil, I can be more evil. Don't doubt it."

"It turns out you're more psycho than I am."

"Especially I am beautiful, guys are not loyal and throw it into the sea. There's a lot of people in line."

Adit smiled slightly, understanding the speech he had just heard would only be able to come out of the mouth of a woman with a high level of confidence.

"Ask Teteh, is there a black record of my loyalty? I'm clean, Non Sena just calm down."

Adit embraces Sena's shoulder, trying to convince her that her loyalty has been tested.

"Cold no?"

Adit tried to divert the conversation.

Adit corrected the slightly exposed scarf of Sena, revealing a small part of her lover's neck. Exactly like Sena did for him at Space Nidle a few days ago.

Although Mr. Romi was chatting casually with Mr. Zainal, but his eyes and ears followed the conversation of his daughter with the prospective daughter-in-law.

Adit for him a gentle yet trustworthy male figure. Although it looks more spoiled than Rama, but still terlehay Javanese blood is tenacious and hardworking.

"Lecture quickly finish, so you can focus on building the future."

Mr. Romi slightly shifted his position to be closer to Adit.

"If building a household can not be Pah?"

Adit idly asked an absurd question, smiling as he glanced at Sena who was surprised to hear Adit's question.

"Anjay gaskeun cant."

Rama was interested in the talks built by Adit and Mr. Romi

Adit laughs. Rama amused himself to hear Mr. Romi using the language of children today.

"Surely, all households must have a problem. Dating people have problems, especially husband and wife who meet every day 24/7. Leres to Mr Zainal?" (Not really Mr Zainal?)

The middle-aged man who was none other than his besi, nodded with a smile.

"Leres sir, leres pisan. Teu kudu ngora couple, ge aya wae quartz couple problem. Sometimes mah, leutik wae mah aya problem." (Betul Sir. It does not have to be young couples, old couples also have problems. Sometimes, there are even minor problems.)

"Is the man ready? Where do you live?"

Rama focused on the chat related to the future life of his only puppet sister.

"Adit has not checked the standard house price of young couples in Jakarta now how much is it ? 5 M rich mapet how?"

"Wahh... Adit has quietly prepared a budget for 5 billion homes. Cool kid's Retna's mom."

Ms. Lia who was checking the lecturer group listened to the conversations of the people closest to her.

"Slave ngora ayeuna period great. Money, how's that tea?"

Ms. Rini nodded her head commenting. Looking at the achievements of Adit and Rama, is it that easy to make money in the capital?

"Yes work ma'am, investment literacy a little."

Adit scratched his head, confused if he had to explain his business, especially to the Mita family who are lay with modern investment matters.

"If 5 M dapet minimalist house on the outskirts of South Jakarta 3 floors of land area 250 meters, yes Cipete Jagakarsa dapet."

Armed with experience and connections, make Rama understand the price of land and property in the Jabodetabek area.

"Alhamdulillah, safe means right?"

"But marriage is not a matter of the house. You yourself are a problem already a lot, this plus the wife problem, the mind more and more."

"Abang confides? What am I causing trouble?"

"Not you, this other man's household is. You've been done well is still sensi."

Rama turned his face in the other direction so that the look of his half-mocking face did not look Mita.

"Keep the household who's brother talking about? Can you tell people's household problems?"

"Fery's household, my dear. Gemes very much sir son, want to bite."

Rama bit Mita's little shoulder.

"Yet, you're brushing your teeth yet, just bite?"

"Oh Allah cunihin pisan, whose wife is this." (Cunihin: not polite)

"Cunihin is also still bogoh, right?" (likes: likes)

Mita proud.

"Duhh household problems should not be spread in public dong. It's nice in the room, it's a fuss here."

"What the hell? You want to see us feel good? Love live later malem Yang."

"Nga-co !"

"The language goes where the hell it is. We'll talk about marriage in general."

"Didih, who started who protested, not very clear."

"So that's Dit. It's a lot, it's expensive again."

Confused about where to bring the conversation, Rama finally discussed Sena's shopping habits.

"Start."

Apparently there is a type of person who thinks carefully about everything before deciding. The well-prepared type of man.

Adit pulled out his phone, then opened the mobile banking application.

"Why don't you get the password I gave you yesterday?"

"Inget. Mom's Dad's wedding date, right?"

"It's amazing."

Rama commented.

Mita smiled happily, as pleasant as that relationship Sena and Adit seen in her eyes.

Sena type a password consisting of 6 digits.

Directly open.

"Aren't I interested?"

"This. This is enough, isn't it? There are two more accounts, not so. It's just good."

Sena re-examined the line of numbers on Adit's phone screen, feeling disbelief.

"How much is this? A lot of numbers?"

"means enough. Do you make your snacks expensive and a lot of it?"

Sena smiled happily, Adit was very sweet in her eyes.

Mita seemed to remember something. All this time he had never seen the contents of Rama's account !

"Honey, Sena has seen the contents of Adit's account, I don't know yet. Where's Brother's HP?"

"Eits don't, you'll have convulsions if you look at the contents of my account."

"What convulsions? What the hell am I?"

"Not really. What matters is that you always give me, never less, right?"

Mita silent.

"Enough right?"

Still speechless.

"Well, if so, wouldn't Dit?"

Rama raised his eyebrows, asserting his power.

"As the cave says, whatever you want but not everything your woman asks you to do. Your goal is to know what money you have for?"

"Let Sena learn to manage finances. So if you want to buy something to measure the ability of the cave is rich. Because the cave type of guy who does not want to disappoint women, as much as possible that Sena wants a cave of love. It becomes Sena who must be able to shake the desire. What do you mean by cave?"

Rama was silent, a little amazed by the contents of the head of the prospective sister-in-law.

"I think I chose wrong..."

Mita seduces Rama.

"meaning? Please be clear."

The aura of Rama's face changed.

"Mischose, why didn't you marry before."

A little kiss on the cheek, Mita gave it to Rama because the Husband looks upset with his joke just now.

"So my intention is let you know my money this way, you don't crave private jets, won't buy. You still have to measure your husband's ability."

"Cieee husband. Papa Mama's gonna wish she'd be in a minute."

*****

Good night, ai miss yuu

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