Mother to Young Master

S2-63

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A bright morning greeted millions of mankind from their deep sleep. The sun peeked timidly from the gap of the horden that was not tightly closed. Teasing two people who just went through the night together.

Arga woke up first, a bright smile adorning her sexy lips. From today, from now on, every time he opens his eyes there will be someone who is always beside him. Not just a bolster pillow that usually accompanies him.

Arga pulled his left hand slightly numb, Wulan used it as a pillow overnight. "Good morning my beautiful wife." muttered Arga so softly, that only she heard it.

He looked at the perfect creation of God in his eyes, eyebrows that had been formed even though there was no makeup polish, his eyes, his nose, thin lips that felt opium to him. Arga did not blink his eyes for a moment.

But he immediately closed his eyes, when the owner of the pair of eyes that he had been watching began to blink. The beautiful world when the first person you see is the one who has been willing to take over his responsibilities from a father. Wulan pulled both corners of her lips wide, so many obstacles that they had gone through.

God had outlined them to be together, not only that, his life felt so perfect now. Although he had to shed tears when remembering his mother could not watch the happy day of the two of them.

"Have you been satisfied to admire me?" arga's murmur was heard by Wulan.

Wulan became misbehaved, she immediately turned around, very embarrassed to be caught watching Arga up close. Even his heartbeat was still difficult to control.

"What's wrong? hm...." Arga whispered in Wulan's ear, making his body crumble.

"Who looks at you? Me, I just woke up too." Wulan immediately revealed the blanket, and ran to the bathroom. But before that happens, Arga pulls Wulan's hand so that he falls right over Arga.

"You're so funny Lan. Just look at your face red once." Arga chuckled, he was very happy to see Wulan's face blushing.

"Ga, pewter. I'm going to the bathroom." Arga immediately woke up from his position. And take Wulan to the bathroom.

"You're going to the bathroom, right?" Arga grinned intentfully.

"I can walk by myself, anyway I mules." Wulan reasoned." After lowering Wulan Arga not out, he was still standing in front of the sink.

"Ga, I'm right. This is not my stomach good. Please." Wulan docked Arga to get out. He locked the door from inside.

"It seems this pain is not foreign." Wulan checked her underwear. Sure enough, it was time for his guest to come. Long enough Wulan in there, he was confused what to say to Arga. When did he ask Arga for help? it would be so embarrassing.

"Lan.a very hobby in the bathroom." Arga knocked on the door a few times.

Slowly Wulan opened it, but only his head was visible. "Emmm Ga's... Can I have a favor?" said Wulan biting her lower lip. It's a habit when you're nervous.

"Please what? You don't tease me." Arga pushed the door even stronger. But Wulan prevented it, she used her body to hold the door.

"Please buy me some bread."

"You hungry? get out first I'll buy."

"Not that, what is it? My emm masud used to be worn by women when the moon came." Wulan looked down embarrassed, however this was the first time she had a man buy a pem**ut for her. Even though it was her own husband.

"Whattt???" Arga doesn't know what to say anymore. He must be very embarrassed to buy it.

"But if you don't want to, it's okay. I'm asking for Lintang or Adel's help." Wulan felt increasingly guilty for saying so.

"Well, wait here for a minute." Arga immediately put on his clothes. He just washed his face and brushed his teeth. Arga immediately went down to the room that Adel occupied. They all had breakfast on the ground floor.

"Awaa... I have an idea." Arga immediately contacted Bejo, and assigned him to buy what Wulan asked for. Long enough Arga waited, until Bejo came carrying three large bags of Arga's order.

"Jeez Jooo... You think I'd like to open a shop? You bought this much? And what is this? You're rich ninja hatori, wear a mask, wear a hat, jacket everything." Arga massaged his own temple.

Tau gini I bought it myself.

"Sir, first I have no experience buying this. I am ashamed Sir. Second, I don't know what brand your wife usually wears. Said the guard there are various sizes and brands. So I ask to pack all 1 pack each. Hehee...." Bejo grinned at the horse, as if innocent at all.

Arga could only gawk at Bejo's explanation. He immediately took the three bags and took them to his room. Wulan had been waiting for him to enjoy the breakfast that the bell boy had just delivered.

"Ga, what are you carrying?" wulan asked while chewing the food inside her mouth.

"Your order. Nih." Arga put the package on the floor. Wulan gaped in disbelief.

"Do you want to sell what would be a Ga reseller? Why buy this much?"

Well, this is all your fault Jo.

"That's it, you pick yourself the one you want to wear." Arga sat himself down next to Wulan, he was also very hungry, and they ate nothing last night.

"I'm wearing it."

"You've been waiting for a long time. So I called Adel, Sisi happened to be the same, so there's a setok deh." said Wulan casually, he again forwarded his breakfast.

Forgive me, it turns out to have a complicated wife for mercy. Huu huu's... Failed last night, now how much longer do you have to wait?

"How long does that usually take?"

"What?"

"Yes, your moon."

"You mean the moon?" Arga just nodded softly. "A week at most."

"Whaaattt??? So I'll have to wait that long?" Arga rested his head on the back of the sofa, his hands on his back and partly behind Wulan.

"Ga, you're not eating?" Wulan felt sorry for her husband who was busy early in the morning looking for bread for her.

"No laper, the one who eats you." Arga closed his eyes for a moment. He grinned as he imagined the next days he would go through with Wulan.

This must be their plan, deliberately disturbing us. Huh, fail the wedding night event. But there are still long days ahead. Dear Wulan, don't expect you to survive me.

"Am I food?"

"You're better than food."

"Oh you are this. Here I'm bribe." Arga eagerly opened his mouth, Wulan painstakingly fed Arga. It's not her first time either.

After breakfast, Arga immediately cleaned himself, while Wulan cleaned their luggage. But when he saw the fishing nets hanging in the closet, Wulan felt ashamed of himself.

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Last night.

After getting a call from Adel who uses the Latitude number, Wulan immediately headed for the cabinet in question. There was a big box with ribbons.

"Ga, help me." said Wulan who had trouble carrying the box.

"Is this Lan?" asked Arga, he was astonished. The box was that big but lifted not too heavy.

"I don't know either, we'll open it." Wulan opened the ribbon slowly, but the box was still sealed. Finally Arga found scissors in the nightstand drawer.

The two of them were very curious about the contents, but when the box was opened, it still contained the same gift box as before, tied with ribbons. Just a smaller size. Try again, as written above.

Once opened, the result is the same as before. Wulan was furious, as well as Arga who realized they had been bullied by the absurd couple Adel and Henry.

"Ga, I'm tired, you're the one who opens." Wulan gave up 5 times he opened it, but there was nothing he found in it.

"Not to open again Lan. It's just their wits to prank us." Arga bragged his body on the bed.

"But I'm still curious about the contents of Ga." Wulan opened the box again, although in fact he was very upset. After opening two more boxes, Wulan found a bright red fishing net and a cassette tape.

"Ga, what the hell is this?" Wulan picked it up by pinning it with her two fingers. "The clothes have not been finished knitted like this have been sold. Adel's not working." Wulan threw it right in front of Arga.

"Lan, put this on quickly." Arga grinned with intent, his mind wandering around imagining Wulan wearing the fishing net he had thrown.

"Okay, the shirt wasn't finished on the knit once I told you to wear it." Wulan pursed her lips. He was still focused on the paper in his hand.

Wulan switched on the dvd, the thing he saw was all the Syahreza family. Who congratulated him. Wulan leaned against the chest of Arga's field. Not done seeing it, Wulan was already asleep. He was so exhausted from the series of events today.

Having trouble sleeping last night, he also had to wake up early. Not to mention a series of events that were so exhausting. And many invited guests who did not allow him to rest.

"Lan, you heard me, right? You should wear it now." Arga rubbed Wulan's shoulder slowly. There was no response from Wulan.

"Lan, Wulan." Arga called him a few times. Still no response, Arga turned to Wulan who turned out to be asleep. A soft snoring sounded softly on Arga's ear.

"You must be tired." Arga got rid of the strands of hair that covered Wulan's face. He peed at Wulan for quite a while. And justify the Wulan sleeping position.

He used his left arm as a pillow for Wulan, without using an actual pillow. Soon Arga too fell asleep into a dream. Today was really exhausting. And happy for both of them.

So that's how their wedding night went, so many upsets came. But despite all of this, they are grateful. Their mark is very affectionate and attentive to both.

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