Mitha's Love Story (Bloodless Wound)

Special fried rice

Make happy

that's my purpose

then there should be none

tears there

besides happy tears

by: Vishnu Nugroho Wibisono

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#Today's the vishnu story

Every waking up I want to see first is the face of my halal lover. Who else if not my beloved wife.

"morning.mee her beautiful bee..bak her humor...". Sapaku with a distinctive sound of waking up.

Tonight we weren't filming in bed because yesterday I saw he was tired.

Last night I also took the time to teach continuing the delayed reading.

I want my house covered with the holy verses of the Quran. Then continued the tahajud prayer after falling asleep for a while and just after dawn we both fell asleep because of the sleepiness that was not restrained also the body that felt sore.

What I wonder is that my wife's tumben hasn't woken up. Is he sick, but his forehead isn't hot. But why is my broom not answered. I shake gently.

"mee..wake up..mee you're sick dear...".

"ehmm.gk bee..it's so sleepy".

"tumben..usually gk like to sleep in the morning".

"i'm so tired of bee.sorry yes...bee hungry yes".

" gk..cuma bee is worried.fear that mee is sick".

Without answering, he tried to get up. After tying up her long hair she headed for the bathroom.

After a while he came out, his neckline white was really stained. I can't take my eyes off.

"why is the ingeliatin ampe so the bee..."

"just look" my elak for being caught.

"same aja bee...". He answered while cutting his lips. More seductive.

After wearing his home hijab he came out of the room to the kitchen. I was living alone followed but first I washed my face to be fresh.

I saw that he was busy taking out the fridge and starting the cooking. I hugged her from behind, smelling her scent.

"bee..ngagetin only anyway.don't bother a little more cooking long".

"kok ngenggang si.mau helped gk".

"gk need bee..sit at the dinner table aja.it there is milk chocolate angel in the drink yes...".

"thank you beautiful mee...". While I pinched his cheek because it was gnarly.

I sat down and took a sip of my wife's warm chocolate milk. While watching him cook. Why am I falling in love.

"the.we go to the cafe later after from our supermarket yes...".

" may..lama gk sing song...".

"just want me to say.we invite the other kids yuk...".

"may they be busy...".

"let bee.who call them now".

I rushed to my room to get my phone. Then contact Agil and Ikhsan as well as Aryo mas because they happen to have not returned until my new home thanksgiving event.

I sat down and took a picture of my wife cooking. It looks sexy in my eyes. Not only is she beautiful, but she is also good at cooking . I am lucky to be her husband.

When he finished, he served his cooking at the dinner table. I helped her prepare drinking water.

We started eating, I just found out my wife's good at cooking.

" sorry bee.just eat nasgor because you want to hurry.don't forget to read the prayer yes"

"hemm.this is different nasgornya.can for recipes yes.entar for cafe love..."

"it's delicious babe...wear your own mother's recipe or mee recipe?". While drinking my water.

"that's my own recipe bee.I like to make my own food if again there is a mother at home.practical and fast".

"oh yes mee.bentar no one will help us at home.She's sister bi mirna who works at home mother.then she often replace bi mirna.later she came with her husband. So we are not alone in this house.biar gk deserted yes...".

"why wear someone helpin.bee gk believe mee can take care of the house". With a pouting face.

"not so dear.bee just want mee more focus same bee.we will send business and also bee want mee cepet pregnant.let this house is crowded with the same sounds of children...hows it". I blinked my eyes to touch him.

"ih..bee flirtatious. oh so it's up to bee deh mee.mah go along".

He got up and took care of the dishes we ate. And take her to the kitchen to wash. I helped him clean the dining table.

Not long after, our house bell rang. Signs there are guests.

"let the bee open dear...".

I also went to the door. And open.

"assalamualaikum mas nunu...".Sapa bi Marni at the door with a man beside her.

"waalaikumsalam bi Marni.mari in". My reply was friendly because bi Marni was also familiar with me and Aryo mas since childhood so she often called me nunu and mas aryo it yoyo.

"please sit down bi.I'll call my wife". Greet me.

" who..here used to be bi Marninya already nyampek".

" yes bee...". My wife came up to us with her trademark smile to anyone.

"wah.wife mas nunu gorgeous yes.sorry mas yesterday aunty gk came to nawatan mas nunu because the son of an old aunt gave birth".

"iya bi gk papa.ini my wife's name is Mitha.mee this is bi Marni her sister bi Mirna".

"i'm Mitha bi.hopefully I'm here". Welcome my wife.

"iya mbak Mitha I bi marni.ini my husband Pak Samiadi just call Mr. Di...". Reply bi Marni while introducing her husband. I shook his hand. My wife just cupped her hands to her chest.

"i Vishnu pak Di.hopefully stay here yes.regard your own home.don't hesitate". Greet me.

"thanks to Vishnu.it turns out to be true my wife's story is the same mbak yu mirna.sampean it's friendly.blater said the Javanese yes.gk distinguish people". The reply.

" ah.pak in can aja.gk do so...bi Mirna and bi Marni have long been with the mother so we are familiar like family so because the pack on the husband of bi marni yes the same sir Di...".

" now bi Marni same sir Di.preferably rest first.marih I show you the room aunt and Mr. Di". Take me.

"that's aunt's room over there...".

"oh yes bi.today the new wife cook fried rice for breakfast good aunt sama pak At breakfast first.for later in the afternoon if you want to cook for alone yes we want to go out...for the material is in the refrigerator...".

"yes, I.m.thank you aunt cleaned up the room first..."

"we went to the room first...".

My wife and I went back to my room. We will visit our supermarket on Jalan Merdeka.

My wife took a shower first. I waited while informing the Manager there about our arrival even though last night I was preaching it.

My wife is done showering. Get out of the bathroom wearing a kimono towel with a towel wrapped around the head. Typical girls finish bathing.

I hugged her from behind smelling the scent of soap from her body. Like a kitten that is spoiled with its mother.

" bee..already this afternoon.entar we still have to go to the supermarket first new to the cafe..kasiran they will wait...". It's a complaint that I upset him.

"iya mee..ini also want to take a shower.cuma there is a little obstacle.so stop by deh". My elak if he starts nagging.

"ngeles continue.it's been a shower gi...".

" yes, boss.ready to do it." Then I ran to the bathroom.

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