Love to My Widow

Peculiar (Part 1)

Nila was all out toying with Biyan.

He can only surrender.

Let him play as he pleases.

while biting his lips.

Finished with business, Biyan

"Honey, today you have a plan" stick to Nila's arms.

"Emm.none". She shifted her body a little away, but Biyan was getting stuck

Ouchh...

my hand is numb,

He stuck it up until Limas.

uh...

Eyes slightly grinned.

"Hmmm..Can we play dong?" bad laugh

Heh.start his brain.

is it less.?

Fuckin' maniac

I'm tired...

Hmmm...

Oh yeah, I have an idea

"Biyan, how about we go to my friends' house?"

Seen thoughtful, though,

"Emm..... in my opinion..it is better to stay in the room until the afternoon!!" tilted her body towards Nila and blinked one eye

Huh...

Nila limp.

"Darling?" Despiring in the arms of Nila

"Hemm" replied lazily

"Other yuk?" still trying to sniff like a kitten behind the armpit

Hadeh...

Look at this creature of thy creation, a lord of honorable officers. Captain rank, handsome upright but behaving like a spoiled kitten with a mother...

while turning the eyeballs hear Biyan's request.

"Truly beyond belief" whispered softly to himself.

"What did you say?" whistle again.

"No. I said I was thirsty"

thankfully not listening

hugff

He saw the glass on the empty table

"I'm also thirsty.get it there "sit up and take her phone, see the incoming message, which is actually already ringing from earlier.

Ck. I think she's the one who wants to take it, serve me like a queen...

Ehh basic man.

Come down with a pouty face.

**

Kitchen

"What house is lonely, which mother, ?" mumbling itself.

Take water in a teapot.

Nila was still curious

"let me ask you father, it's almost lunch now but I'm not ready to cook."

towards the side of the house where the father made wooden tools.

*

To the destination.

"Loh...bapak also does not exist!!??, where are they?"

look to the right and to the left.

A little ran over to Biyan.

*

Enter the room

"Biyan, father and mother, aren't you home?" "Biyan?"

the person talking is busy with their phone.

Huh.so what sie...

it looks very serious

until I call 'em ,

his eyes are not a bit off the phone.

Let me rest, please,

tired, muscles feel tense all.

While stretching out both hands and head in the left right movement. Then lay on the bed very slowly so that the man next to him is not disturbed.

His eyes began to weigh. Lain his body back to Biyan. Hands hugging the bolster and the sound of a long breath taking him into a dreamland.

Biyan was still seriously replying to every incoming message (the storyline happened in 2010, so mobile phones back then people used messages and calls more often)

Biyans, biyans,

How this departure of troops will be advanced.ck

They will fly from Jakarta.

Emm...If I leave alone to Jakarta not join the group, maybe I still have free time one day to spend with Nila.

Oh yeah where's Nila.?

His eyes looked towards the door, nothing. Then looking beside her it turned out that Nila was already sound asleep.

look at his mouth this really makes opium. When I first kissed her while she was sleeping, I still remember it

and get addicted.

walking through Nila's lips with her fingertips.

The scent of his body, driving me crazy, was so softly fragrant and wanted to stick constantly in his arms. Look at this smooth skin and adorable body, making me want to hug and plural endlessly.

hahaha.maybe I've been addicted to it.

His hand went along the curve of Nila's body.

So tired, Nila slept without being disturbed by Biyan's activities on her body.

Nila only squirmed a little as Biyan kissed her lips deeper.

Biyan chuckled at Nila who remained cool asleep no matter what she did.

They eventually fell asleep together.

The house is getting quieter because other residents go somewhere.

**

At one o'clock in the afternoon

Nila wriggled achyly as her hands felt numb like there was a huge rock overlapping her.

Pantesan numb, he coolly sleeps my hand pads and hides behind the armpits.

Substantial...

Usually the girl in this position, why is this back?...

Not thinking...

Huhff...

he let out a long sigh while trying to remove his hand from Biyan's head.

Finally got out of Biyan. Walk out of the room while stretching his muscles.

The house is still empty. Father, mother and Tika did not see the trunk of his nose.

"Where are they.. ? though I was sitting outside with a bang curls, but they're out going when I don't see them?" mumble yourself

"When again, this hour hasn't come home yet".

towards the kitchen

Stomach swabbing,

"Laper" while opening Magicom turned out to be empty

"Mother seems really busy with the father, until the rice forgets to cook again not as usual.what is it?" ask with yourself.

"I'd better cook it, afraid Biyan will wake up immediately for food."

Nila began to wince in the kitchen cooking rice, and side dishes were there.

**

Inside the room

Still in the real dream, but the smell of sour vegetables, fried fish and the smell of sambal terasi makes aghast wake up instantly.

Still in a sitting position on the bed.

"It's lunch time."

Then stand up, a little run towards the dining table.

"Where are Nila and the others ?"

the road to the kitchen. He saw that there was only Nila who was still stirring vegetables.

In Biyan's shadow, though,

Vegetable steam that hit Nila's face with hair tied carelessly, lips that slightly resisted the movement of her hands stirred vegetables and the light that barged in from the window made Nila look so charming.

"Beautiful" said the word from his mouth

he stepped towards Nila and hugged her from behind.

But...

Nila was shocked and reflexively hit Biyan on the head with a hot vegetable spoon she was holding.

tungs...

"Ouch" immediately Biyan shouted and rubbed his head.

"Biyan!!"

"It's romantic and even anarchic" he murmured while stroking his head more because Nila was hard enough to knock Biyan's head off.

"Hahaha.kamu si.make me surprised, hahaha" helped stroke Biyan's head.

"Oh, you're strong enough yeah, up to my head"

"Hahaha.mana the lump, nothing" sorted Biyan's hair.

Biyan even smiled, enjoying Nila sorting and stroking her hair.

"Hem..wine?" looking at Biyan who was smiling.

"Hehe..., again!!" pulling Nila's hand to her head.

Ouch...These creatures are not ceaselessly spoiled.

pulled hand.

"Will ya...want not to eat?"

Nodding quickly.

"You sit down first." pushed Biyan out of the kitchen.

Nila continued to stir her vegetables.

Suddenly a burden fell on his shoulders.

He saw that Biyan's head was with a hand that was embracing Nila's waist .

"Why haven't you sat down yet.?" the voice is a little shrill

"Hem..I want to be like this!" spoiled talk.

"but I'm having trouble with Biyan ?" lower his voice

"But it's still cold!"

Huff ...

It's not a baby cat anymore but a baby Kuala.

Hathnnn....

scream in the heart.