MARRYING DOWN THE BED?

34. Not Having Alcohol?

"Trauss!" Me and Evita doing a sponge.

But I did not immediately touch Tequila in a slovenly glass in the hand.because first I was stunned to see Evita in front of my feet, so naively just do how to drink the first Tequila...

His eyes only concentrated seriously on looking down, at the honey-colored liquid in the swiped sloki. It was as if he was afraid of choking when his eyes or mouth made another move. Then following, he scooped carefully the 25 ml liquid, until it was completely exhausted!

He could not find me for a moment to pay attention to him, until he frowned on the effect of soft, cold and faint warm, and firm sense of Tequila, shown by looking at me who was impressed with him and then smiled at him.

"Akh..." The cringes are deep, "Foreign taste. But sweet. In my mouth I can smell caramel and vanilla. Unremarkable anyway. I drink whata. Caramel and sweet vanilla. I find it hard to describe. Not like beer or cola at all." He explained it himself without asking.

"Don't make you 'eneq, nauseous?" I asked attentively. Evita. Then surprised by being late to see the sloki that I hold in front of the stomach is still full.

"Lho, bang Hari don't drink?"

"drink. I just saw you drink your part on purpose."

"Ooo..."

"Look.I've spent it now."

"Yes. So this is what it looks like to drink that Tequila, bang Hari. Hardly special."

And I almost chimed in by saying Tequila in her native Mexico was no longer special. Because now this drink tends to be consumed more by the building coolies only.

In Indonesia, it is still parallel to Champagne, Wine, Red Wine, Vodka, Rum, and even Sake as a type of alcoholic beverage classified as top class.

"So this first glass of conclusion?" I asked my wife later.

"Just like I said that."

"I mean, it doesn't interest you in the 'th glass"

"Continue. Second way."

Ouchs...

My wife has not shown any significant change. She was as ordinary as Tequila had said. Okay, this is just the beginning. First round.

What matters now, roughly speaking, is that he is willing to continue drinking his Tequilanya on the second sloki.

"OKAY. The second sloki." I blinked my eyes at Evita. 

"Second blockade!" Nodded.

Fortunately, I secretly prepared myself first.

Prevention of alcoholism has been done first by drinking a lot of milk since noon. The amount of it was completely unknown to Evita.

Also consume some eggs and vitamin B complex, all of which is actually a powerful deterrent for those of us who do not want to easily experience alcoholism.

So in this 2nd Tequila glass, it is certain I will still be able to think 'waras' even though later in the head begins to feel a little kliyengan.

For the 3rd glass, the 4th will still be able to survive...I don't know if it's more than that.

Coincidentally, by chance, all day long Evita has done absolutely nothing like what I did. He without comment let me boil 1/2 kg of eggs, without the slightest suspicion of seeing the eggs that have matured and then spent some.

And he did not also know, vitamin B Complex supplements as a perfecter was secretly not behind my consumption.

"Ready, Vita?"

"Yes. Throwing at once?"

"spoken at once. And I'm gonna finish my second glass, too."

"We're together, bang?"

"Agree 100%. Okay. You follow my aba-abaku. Ready it? One, two..three!"

Hahaha, we are both like children. Do a second Tequila gulp by throwing the liquid at once into the mouth, like I throw a rough pill into the mouth when I want to take medicine. Then Evita and I let off laughter at the same time.

The second sloki finished perfectly. Second round, success.

Now, focus on Evita...

Minutes rolling, he's still mighty. To the extent that I am a little daunted, lest this wife of mine not get drunk on alcohol? Immune to alcohol?

Relax, Pratama Day. Just minutes. Wait again in 1 hour.

"How, honey?"

Don't let me get sprawled first...

While still eliminating the pain effect, Evita shook her head. His focus is still normal in looking at me. The rice is fresh and fresh. Plus look beautiful. Started to blush a little actually. He swallowed the saliva, though,

"Very fine I guess. Why is it like drinking water, bang? No significant sensations."

I'm not sure Evita's saying anything really or being taunted by me.

Fine, honey, I'll still be patient waiting.

"Then, you must be ready for the third one?" Intentions want to fish so that he does not immediately feel bored and then finally.

"Berez. Ready. But... Take a break?"

Then I have to cradle Evita. Skipping time. I have to keep him standing so that.so what exactly? To lose focus or energy?

He came forward because he could catch me I mean, thrust both arms into my armpit and then cuddle his hands around my body.

Warm and tight, friendly and romantic, anchoring my head on my right neck and shoulders...

Okay Hari, if you end up failing and losing, you should forget about all this.

While holding each other, I moved slowly we both did a small dance.

The pressure along the upper body of Evita wrapped in a mini dress and purple satin robes to my own part was very delicious. This self-control defense seems to be starting and being threatened.

"I really love you, Evita."

"He uh. I-i know. Me either. Very very very very."

"Since..when?"

"Huh? Mm...since when?"

"It's been a while?"

"The Day itself?"

"It looks like I fell in love with you when you showed up. with that moge."

"Ohh..."

"You fascinated me. I felt like I wanted to get you married soon, too."

"Huh?"

"Just as you begin to step into the door of your house, I've been wanting to pull you. Leave your mother's talk to me that very second."

"Bang Harii..."

"You're happy to marry me?"

"Very. Hard to describe."

"I am too."

"I can't promise anything, but I will always try. I don't want to be in doubt and called a bad wife."

"Hahaha.they don't know anything about you."

"How about a bang Hari himself?"

"I think now I'm the one who knows the most about you. Even beating what your parents know."

"That's right."

"Really?"

"Yes. Appropriately. Now it's just bang Hari's someone who knows more about me."

"Ohh..."

"I love you. Forever and ever. Whatever happens to me, please.bang Hari never leave me."

"Evita..."

"Achh. The third sloki is waiting. Come on, go on again!"

Open, then immediately withdraw.build the fort again.

"okay."

"Bang Hari hasn't felt anything yet?"

"It looks like you. Still pretty ordinary."

"Then let's drink. Till drunk. I'm curious. Start to challenge."

O my goodness...

Day, prepare yourself. At the top of the mountain at that time you ran aground in the 3rd sloki. Or actually 4? Don't lie to yourself. Go to 3 !

"You sure, Evita?"

"meaning?"

"I-i mean..."

"That's all just not much, bang Harii... I'm still fine. Gonna be fine. Come on, sloki 3."

Without the two of us realizing it was that while swinging in a step hugging earlier, we had moved away from the front of the tivi and now arrived in front of the wardrobe.

The pull but in the soft grip of Evita's left hand on my wrist is really a sign she's still 'normal'.

Seen from he did not stagger, did not stumble his own feet, did not shrug his head when half dragged me he returned us to the front desk of the cabinet cabinet.