
From the simple dining table, Kesya stared at the movements of Dirga who was now struggling with raw materials in his small kitchen, which was, the tiny woman refuted her cheeks enjoying the sexy face of her husband while cutting vegetables with a very fast movement, like a reliable chef.
Scout-spirited youth is indeed versatile, extracurricular activities that have been in the fight make it more deft, both parents are too busy to make it independent before time.
"Why yank... You are more amazed at me..?" said Dirga glanced at Kesya who was still looking at him fixedly.
"Don't you need my help?" tanya Kesya offered.
"No need, you're just gonna mess it up..!" Dirga threw a flashy gaze complete with a sweet smile on her face.
Unsatisfied to hear the husband's answer, Kesya began to move from her seat then stepped closer, and her hands were coiled in the sixpack stomach of Dirga "It's not that I should be cooking for you..? why don't you give me a little reward..? at least help cut the vegetable.." he lamented spoiled with pursed lips.
And the man took off the hand that was still coiled in his stomach then rolled towards Kesya, looking at the little lady fixedly "I don't want to make your delicate hand peel off yank, so according to him, that's the biggest reward for you as a wife." she said, peeping softly Kesya's hand.
"Sit down yank, don't tease me, or I won't let you go tonight." Threaten her out while pushing Kesya's body back into the chair.
Kesya snorted "All right." he said according to.
Almost half an hour Kesya waited for Dirga to prepare food at her desk while the woman just kept quiet according to her place. And his eyes sparkled happily when he saw the dish that the handsome husband served.
"Uh.. it seems good brother.. capcay kuah Kesya's favorite, Kesya do not know ka Dirga can cook. then why all this time brother likes to eat in Daddy's house..?" tanyakanya.
"You know my secret..?" Dirga glanced at his wife, and Kesya nodded.
"That's just the reason yank. Ka Dirga actually just want to see your anxious face.." he continued smiling resulting in a brief kiss on his sensual lips.
"Oh.. expensive are also his tips." said Dirga stroking lips that smile.
"Now eat.. Kesya hungry.." she asked.
Long enough the couple spent their food because it was hampered by the drama of bribes with their mouths, kiss each other, hug each other, the passion of the newlyweds is still struggling to make their meal time longer. Even though they stayed contracted but felt the world belonged to him.
After successfully finishing his dinner, Kesya cleaned the dirty dishes from the table and brought them to a small sink that only had one hole. The woman began to roll up her sleeves preparing to clean the container from the rest of her food.
"Let me wash it yank.you go.." said Dirga took over.
Make the little lady roll towards him "This is my part I sayaaang.. let me do it. I am your wife, not your employer, why are you treating me like this hm?" sahut Kesya knitted his eyebrows in protest.
And Dirga summed up his wife's two cheeks, the man really liked Kesya's tiny lips that were getting sweeter when squeezed "But not that I am indeed your love slave hm." he said teasingly.
"Then according to it. let me wash it. I can.." continued Kesya kekeh.
"Okay, okay. If so, we're just the same.." Dirga turned Kesya's body facing the sink then linked their bodies and put their hands together.
And again they slow down the process of washing dishes that should only be five minutes, to hours because of their romantic scenes. Pain that Kesya feels as if it is gone leaves no trauma.
Comfort, affection, patience, sincere love the man gave to his woman. Maybe the job he still has not got but his love is still a passion to still be able to maintain the new amateur household heresy. God gives way to those who will try, and Dirga will keep trying.
Evening passed, the morning sun had shone brightly the sound of chicken crowing, urban frenzy built all humans but not with this young couple, it seems that her nighttime activities left them helplessly strewn on her queen-size bed.
Elsewhere far away a young man got off his fancy car, then walked straight into the classroom.
But unfortunately, the young man's face looks tangled because of anxiety, anxiety, and sadness that still seeped in his heart, until now Briyan has not also received news from his two brothers.
"Briyan.." a sweet voice called out.
The young man looked at the attacker. Her disheveled face started to fade slightly when she saw the beautiful girl approaching her.
"Zaline.." said flat.
"Why did I just turn my head, I called you from earlier." protested the girl scowled.
"I'm sorry, I'm not focused." she replied slowly.
"You why.? it hurts.?" asked the girl to check her lover's forehead.
"I'm fine." he replied, lowering Zaline's hand from her forehead.
And the girl frowned worried more and more "You're not what you used to be.. Have I got it wrong.?" tanyanya.
"No. I'm just thinking about Kesya and Dirga, they haven't told me yet. I'm worried. they're now where, why, what to eat, have money or not.. they really have the heart of me." he said haplessly.
Zaline stroked the arm of her lover "Patience yes.we just pray for the best for them.Maybe they are waiting for the right time to contact you, they could be afraid of being tapped again.. it's not like we can't call each other because of that..?" abugn.
"Yeah. I'm sorry baby.we have to have a secret relationship like this.. Before we graduate, maybe we'll still do this.. You don't mind right.?" continued Briyan.
Zaline smiled nodding, no matter with her magical status, as long as she could continue to meet each other the girl agreed, the existence of Briyan by her side had become a habit for her.
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While in a black and white room a woman was inundated under a thick blanket, her eyes became a testament to the ceaseless crying. And a man who goes awry constantly stares at her nanar. For hours the man tried to calm his beloved wife but had not yet received a response. Every word is not said at sahut, patis by tepisan the man received while trying to touch his woman.
But it seemed that his patience was not over yet, with the salad in his hands the man was intending to feed the wife.
"You have breakfast well yank.. What if they come, then you even get sick hm? they must be worried. Now eat, at least for my sake." he said patiently.
"Let it be. I want it to be. Maybe that way, they don't repeat it anymore. And you don't get in the way of their relationship anymore either..!!" sahut the woman ketus which is interspersed with the sound of his sobs.
Reiner began to climb up the man's pitch from his seat releasing his coarse breath. His love, his dearest, his mondayurannya people must be lost patience also, if constantly blamed, ignored even not considered important. Though the man always took the time to hope his family is not lacking in affection even in between his busyness. Butwhat? his daughter was after a man and now his wife was ignoring him.
"Then continue this way.I was never appreciated.whether as a husband or as a father.. now continue your cry, assuming I never existed.!! maybe that way you will feel more comfortable, if you do not feel at home living with me, well, I will try not to be seen from all of you,.." her sulut is quite striking the weak heart of the woman. Then walked away with a cold face.
Raya was seen squeezing her blanket tightly, trying to reduce the stinging in her heart, fortunately the rain on her heart this time did not eliminate her consciousness.
There is guilt enveloping his heart, the woman realized that she had been outrageous to the man who had been concerned about his condition, his condition, his health and also his safety. Less what else Reiner had on him, even wealth and good looks did not make the man cheat.
"I'm sorry, Rei." I'm sorry.
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