My boyfriend Mata Duitan

What Citong?

It turns out that if calculated a lot to buy, not only food but snacks for him and Kalin also seemed to be getting thin.

He returned after the day had shown at 7 pm, because it happened that the supermarket he visited was a good distance from his home. He only wanted to go to an Asian store but there was something he wanted to buy but was not available at the store. Raksa went to another place.

Tok tok!

"Take it for me, Raksa. Open door!" raksa said after realizing that he had forgotten to bring the keys to the house.

Tok tok!

"Kaliiiin?!!!!"

"Yeahaaaaaharrrrrr!" sahut Kalin from within.

Semenatra Kalin who just finished preparing a tomb that does not know anything good not to open the door for her husband, but she went to the bathroom. He took a handul and immediately wetted his body with water.

"Kali?"

"Yaaaaa sebentaaaarrr!" said Kalin who answered did not lose his date from Raksa.

Raksa began to pegel with the groceries in his hands, "Aishh, what else is he?"

Five minutes, ten minutes passed but Kalin did not open the door...

"Kaliin? open pintuuuu!" raksa said for the umpteenth time.

"Yaaa for a moment" Kalin said every time she called her husband.

But it seems the word for a moment is just a sweet promise that is not kept. Until finally Raksa put his groceries in front of the door and saw the clock on his watch.

"This is Kalin what is the concept? daritadi he said intermittently but not opened the door as well.

An hour later...

"Yaaaaa sebentaaaarrr?!!!" say the one who then opens the door.

"Kalin you this-" her words stopped when she saw a very different Kalin tonight.

Kalin's sharp gaze led to him until Raksa himself almost like a person to get hanky.

"Good night my husband" said Kalin.

Raksa shook his head, afraid he was hallucinating. But the figure was still standing in front of him.

"Geez, Kalin!" Raksa screeched when he realized that Kalin was wearing less polite clothes and lacking materials.

Raksa hurriedly took his groceries and told Kalin to go inside.

"Geez?! what are you--"

"Shhhut! don't protest!" Kalin put his index finger on the lips of her husband who now hands off groceries.

"You must be tired, right? I've been cooking for our dinner" Kalin said.

'Boy why the hell? don't usually look like this? maybe he got a demon on his campus?' inner Raksa.

From where she got such clothes, Raksa's feelings never saw Kalin dressed like an adult.

"Don't think much, honey. You will be old! when I was beautiful, but you've got wrinkles everywhere?" kalin.

"Sit here" he continued pushing Raksa's shoulder down.

"OKay?"

"Tonight we will eat a special menu made by your wife who is not only smart on campus, but also smart in the kitchen," Kalin whispered the sentence in the ears of Raksa.

"OKAY. So dinner---"

"Shhhuuuttt, don't protest a lot, honey!" Kalin kissed her husband's cheek this time.

But the brave Raksa did not listen to Kalin speak in a whispered manner, reaching for his wife's waist. He sat Kalin on his lap and kissed his wife.

"You want to know me on purpose, huh, Kalin? hmmp?" tanya Raksa who caressed Kalin's unraveling hair.

"Where did you learn this, Cil?" continued Raksa who actually did not hold the turmoil in him.

"Stop call me a leak. Because I'm not a leak anymore, okay?" kalin.

"Very mature, Sir! even I, can be more mature than any woman!" Kalin sniffed, he tried to find Rahmi's perfume. But luckily Raksa was wearing her work uniform, so she now wears an ordinary dress that has no trace of perfume other than the smell of Raksa's own masculine perfume.

Raksa caressed Kalin's face, "What time are we going to dinner?"

"All right, Master! if you're hungry, I'll serve you food. Wait and don't go anywhere, check out!" kalin.

Raksa just wanted to laugh, he did not think with his wife who changed 180 degrees.

When Kalin was about to rise, Raksa pulled him and gave him one more kiss. Only then did he release Kalin who was moving towards the kitchen.

"Gosh, what's the bocil? another theatrical rehearsal what about the boy?" muttered Raksa who felt his pants narrow.

"Hadeeeuuh, Gil! give me patience, boy! pantesan is not open the door for an hour, so this is the reason!" Raksa who had been out the horn now obedient like a baby. He was writhing Kalin was busy arranging the food on the table.

"All right, My lord! this is our dinner meu.Kamu already quite often eat rice, so a vegetable salad with a touch of local wisdom that will make your body more healthy. And this is citong, to add to the taste of real pedasssss," he said by saying.

"Citong's? what's citong?"

"I'm cut!" whispered Kalin in the ears of Raksa.

"Oh okay, this is so awesome!"

"Luarrr perished, dear!" kalin Protest.

"Yes, it's amazing! wow, what was my dream last night? masakin my wife for the first time" Raksa said.

"Shhuuuutt! let me help you, sir!" kalin said that prevented Raksa from touching his spoon and fork.

Raksa is really hypnotized by what Kalin does. His wife was sitting on his lap while feeding pecel vegetable that was definitely delicious, because Kalin made him use instant spices. This was the last menu he had in his brain, because several times he failed to make pasta and he decided to give up.

Kalin put food into the mouth of the Raksa, "How? does it suit your taste?"

"Very appropriate!"

"Good!" Kalin tried to justify his sitting, but it made something of another torment for Raksa.

"Copy!"

"Shuuutts! eat right, because I have enough energy to make this food" Kalin said.

The distance is too close to make Raksa can smell the perfume of his wife.

Kalin keeps stuffing food into her husband's mouth, "Drink Honey! don't let you sprain!" kalin.

The speech made Raksa laugh out loud, Kalin could have said not to be sprained. That's a sentence that I can't tolerate anymore. He laughed until his face was red.

But Kalin caught it differently. His efforts to make food and dress up as attractive as possible turned out to only be laughed at by Raksa.

Brak!

Kalin put down his plate and tried to get up.

But as fast as lightning, Raksa pulled it.

"Hey? wh why? why are you angry?"

"Awas ah! I'm gonna change. Please wash the dishes! beware that there are still dirty dishes!" Kalin turned violent.

"Who? why replace? I haven't finished eating!" The hunted man drank, he realized he had made one mistake.

"So I caught you!" The raksa defended himself.

"Keep the devil that?!" Kalin ketus's.

"Damn? where is the devil here? thank you for being very welcomed. If it could be every day like this," said Raksa.

He slipped his fingers in Kalin's hair, his eyes looking at his wife with love.

"Be quiet, do not move, I am in a terrible torment!" said Raksa.

"Is my food not good?" ask Kalin.

"Not that food but you?!" said Raksa who then gave Kalin a kiss. He carried Kalin and closed the door with his feet.

"I've had enough patience and I want a real dinner!" raksa said later.