Married to a Duda Man
#49# Warm and Chewy
For a while Wilden digested
the meaning of the words of Mela, until the moment
he realized that from earlier he was only wearing a white towel wrapped around his waist.
"Why hmm? Aren't we a couple, certainly not going to sin and be a big problem even if you see me without a thread is not."
Wilden's words that seem vulgar spoken in a sinless tone, inevitably make the flow of Mela's blood as if gathered on his face.
I don't know why one of Wilden's traits that likes to tease her would not want to be able to make her feel irritated, embarrassed, and not wrinkled at the same time.
"Stop flirting with me and get dressed quickly." Mela said in an exasperated tone, trying to shake off her nervousness in front of Wilden.
Not away, Wilden instead ignored the words of Mela who killed her changed clothes and closer to Mela, narrowing the distance between the two.
"Your face is blushing, I love it," wooed Wilden with his wide grin.
Whether the words of ridicule or temptation spoken Wilden made Mela increasingly feel his face heated up.
Wilden's index finger slowly used her to hold Mela's chin to look up and stare at her.
Slowly but surely, Wilden increasingly thinned the distance between them so that Mela could feel the roar of warm breath Wilden now hit his face that was still flushed with embarrassment.
Mela's heart beat violently as one hand of Wilden moved to hold the back of her head with Wilden's faithful lips pressed against her forehead gently.
"I'll wear clothes."
Wilden scrambled Mela's hair slowly before passing her way to the bathroom for
wearing clothes.
While on the bed, Mela was still still glued to what had just happened. Really, at the start of his life he thought that Wilden would kiss him on the lips.
But his guess was wrong. Wilden kissed her right on the forehead so gently as if Mela was someone who
quite meaningful in his life.
Undeniably, Mela can feel her feeling of expanding like a butterfly crawling in her chest and once again, again, Mela now took the pillow she could take before drowning her face again for the umpteenth time this morning.
The atmosphere of the dining table in the house of Mela's parents is now only filled with the twang of a spoon that breaks the silence. At least Mela can now breathe a little relieved when she finds that her father has left for the hospital, so it can minimize the awkward situation like dinner yesterday.
It does sound a bit evil when Mela was grateful if her father deliberately left so early, maybe to avoid meeting with his daughter-in-law? I don't know, it's only Mela's thinking or there are patients who really need her to leave so early in the morning.
Mela and Wilden both fell silent and enjoyed her breakfast in silence. While Mela's mother is currently going to the nearest supermarket to buy some food that has been used up, so the dining table is only filled by Wilden and Mela.
