Married To Chef Jutek

First Night (Pov Melati)

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Falling in love, that's how I feel. All kinds of flowers are flourishing in my heart. Moreover, Mr. Arjuna very often water it with a sweet attitude, either in chat or in the real world.

"Go home, Mommy?" ask Doctor Rega.

"Yes, Doc." I said briefly after I had bought all my needs. From lingerie, perfumes, fragrant liquid soap and so forth. All paid the same Doctor Rega.

On the way Doctor Rega plays the song shalawat, adem and cool the heart. His lips occasionally held up the verse, and his voice seemed good to me. Maybe if one day he retired from his medical degree he could turn into a singer.

"Where's this going, Ma'am?" ask when we get to the intersection.

"Right turn, Doc."

"okay."

Finally we arrived at our destination, Doctor Rega offered to help me with my groceries, but I refused. Soon Mr. Arjuna will be home, I don't want him to be angry just because of this. I thanked him and asked him to come home.

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Sure enough, not long from my return, Mr. Arjuna and Revi came home. I greeted him warmly, after which we prayed together. I was sad to hear the little boy pray. So great is his longing for the Mother. Even though his mother was often angry and hit him.

I just finished reading her a fairy tale, she's asleep. I kissed her forehead and covered her little body. Then I checked the clothes I bought. I sat on the sofa and flipped through the red-colored lingerie.

The shape is very strange, clothes lacking materials like this why the price is so expensive?

I stood up to change into this strange dress. I pulled my hair up, then sowed thin powder on my face. Pink lipgloss is an option. Lastly, I sprayed the perfume gently around my neck and back. I stared at my face and body in the mirror. I assure myself that I am really ready tonight, has Mr Arjuna prepared as well? He said he would get ready first.

I took a white bathrobe behind the door. It feels shame to directly wear clothes like this to meet him. Was he waiting in his room?

Kreakk!

I opened the room door, but was immediately shocked not to get upset when I found out Mr. Arjuna was waiting for me in front of the TV. He turned his head and smiled, the initial intention of wanting to get closer, but this leg turned right to go to the bathroom. In the bathroom, I was nervous.

'Should I approach him first? Uh you should have been able to go to my room first, but why didn't he. Because there was a Revi. Aye! He couldn't go to the room because there was a child. Okay, I'll meet him.'

I decided to go out. Unfortunately my feet that should have stepped closer to him, turned instead into the room.

Arriving in the room I was confused again, had to use what reason to meet him. Alright Melati, you must be brave. Aren't you two getting ready for tonight?

'Huff!! Bishimah .... '

I went out again, and just like before, I could not get close to him. Finally, it ended up going back to the bathroom. Arriving in the bathroom, I was so angry. Why is it so hard to get close to him. Up to five times this stupid thing I did. All right, I'll go out and see him or just sleep.

Clamps!

The door opened, my face changed pias when he saw he was already standing on his side leaning against the wall with his hands folded over his chest, watching me.

"Why? You had a stomachache from back and forth in the bathroom?" tanyakanya.

Why did it come suddenly. I should have met him.

"Ehhh, anu sir." I'm so nervous.

'Allah, why is my tongue? Talk Melati, Talk!!

"Why?" ask him again.

"Ehh."

'Speak Melati, talk!'

"Say." she asked.

I just kept quiet, scratching my head while looking for the right words to say.

"What do you eat? we're going to the doctor, yeah!"

"Oh, no sir! I'm not sick!"

"Then?" I bit my own lips, thinking.

"Dear it, tell me, what's wrong with you?" tanyakanya. Maybe because I didn't give an explanation.

"Related, our conversation 10 days ago .... "

"Yes? Then?"

'Ahhhh, how is this?'

"Ehhh, It's About .... "

"What does Melati say quickly." It's cold like this, but Mr. Arjuna is sweating. Is he sick? All right, I'll talk.

"Sir, we were talking at the dinner table. So you talk will get ready, If .... "

"Yes, if? if What?"

"Any! How do I say it." I was confused and very nervous.

"By the way, let's talk. How do I understand you mean that you're not talking!" He wiped away the sweat that had flooded his forehead.

'How is this, why doesn't Mr Arjuna understand? He himself said he would get ready. Come on Melati, make him understand!'

I swallowed my saliva a few times, then tried to talk again.

The master was still leaning against the wall with his eyes looking at me sharply, and it made me tremble even more. I'm just sleeping, maybe he forgot.

"Sir, then I go to sleep first, it seems I misunderstood what you mean." I was about to leave but he grabbed my wrist straight away.

"Can I come to my room?" ask him with blasphemous eyes.

He just took me to his room with this fingers. Arriving at Mr. Arjuna's room closed the door and locked it. My heart beats so fast, how is this? I was still standing clumsy by the lamp above the nightstand. Mr. Arjuna sat by the bed right in front of me. He smiled and patted the empty part on his side, asking me to sit there. I said, slowly approaching and sitting next to him.

"I almost forgot, if you don't remind me." she whispered right by the ear.

It turns out he completely forgot.

"Are you ready?" he asked while shifting his body closer towards me. Honestly, my mood is not good.

"InshaAllah, sir." These lips softened.

He smiled, led my chin with the tip of his finger to look at his face. You kiss these lips warm, then****** quietly. Afterwards Master pulled back his face only to stare at my already rosy face more deeply.

"You, sure?" the whisper is back near the ear.

I took a breath, and nodded slowly with my eyes still closed. Mr. Arjuna led me to my feet, then removed the straps on this robe. All these curves were seen when the robe was shed to the floor because of the lack of material clothes I was wearing. I really feel ashamed. I covered my face with both hands. Mr. Arjuna rubbed my head, then put it there. He said bismillah and prayed. Then he opened my hand that covered my face.

"Beautiful" she said with a smile.

Next I was strangled as he carried my body and threw me on the bed. I am like a flower in bloom, and the Master is its roof. For the first time we have made a relationship that becomes a field of reward for two people who have been halal. We sip the sweetness of the paradise of the world for married couples. The master so gently treated me, occasionally he warmed this forehead in the middle of our activities.

Not forgetting the romantic and soothing words made me feel at ease despite my heart's misgivings. There was neither me nor him, only us. We are united in one blanket, one breath and one love. Sweat filled my body as it reached me for the umpteenth time and collapsed beside me as it reached its peak. My lover turned to me with a smile and a loving gaze, he pulled my body and clenched tightly.

While me? I was still embarrassed, I pulled the blanket over my face and shifted my body away.

"Master stop looking at me like that!" I whine because he keeps smiling. I was so ashamed, he saw it all.

"Why is that your husband?"

"The Lord sees me like that too."

"I'm your own husband, baby. From now on don't call Master ah, not friendly!" the door pulled my body back on deckap.

"So who do you want to call?"

"Honey is .... "

"Not good. Oh yes, yes! Or aak."

"She but open her face first, cook me the blanket."

I slowly removed the blanket that covered my face. Mr. Arjuna smiled, he kissed my forehead warm.

"Mas Arjuna." I whispered and he laughed. "Why not like it?" I'm pouting.

"What, huh? I think it's like Mas Mas Mas who sells fried food called it that way. Mas, ask for 10 grand fry! It looks like Mas Mas a fried-seller." He pinched my nose.

"Who said? It is the result of your own thinking. Mas that's the most friendly Javanese call in my opinion."

"Well, it's okay to call, Mom."

"I call you Yank, yeah! Abbreviation of the word dear."

"Emmm can too! Good guy, I'm gonna take a shower, yeah!"

"Later, I still want a hug!" he hugged tightly.

"I'm uncomfortable, dry everything."

"Don't be long, yeah!"

"OK my handsome Mas!" I pinched both of his cheeks.

I came down and pulled the blanket because I was embarrassed not to wear a thread. While Mr. Arjuna teased me, he wouldn't take off his blanket.

"Please take off the blanket." He laughed.

"Why should you be ashamed. I've seen it all."

"So, be ashamed! Ih Mas take off the blanket!"

"No way!" He's getting laugh.

"I'm going to sleep in the shower with Revi if that's it." I threatened with a jutek face.

"Yes, you dare to do that now, yes! Yeah, but I'm taking a bath sleeping here again." He patted the empty part beside him. I nodded quickly while smiling.

"Please, but promise, yes!"

"Yes, Mum ...."

Finally he took off his blanket and I wrapped it around all the bodies towards the bathroom.

After bathing and changing clothes I returned to Mr. Arjuna's room. It turned out that he was asleep, I put on a smile considering the activity just now. I never thought this would be a beautiful wedding.

I approached him and looked at his face carefully. The faces of men are so much in the gilai of women. Even a complete woman like Kak Juwita, but in fact she chose me, an ordinary woman who was very lacking. This is lucky, God. For the first time I kissed her cheeks, her forehead, nose and thin lips, then lay on the side and hugged her tightly. He's my halal lover, he's my man, and he's my first and last love.