My Girlfriend's Account Balance

Ragu

The drizzling rain flushed, three cups of warm tea were there. Three college students enjoy cassava chips, sharing the cool weather today. There has been no commotion at all for a month. There are no interesting events when.

Srak!

The sound of the iron gate rang out, the three people who turned their heads were enthusiastic. The two people came back, this was expected by them. What they will get as souvenirs from Singapore. What is the magic door of Doraemon? Given how advanced the technology in that place is.

Not the longing that now comes. Look at the two people who pulled the suitcase.

"Where's it?" pinta Cahaya hands up.

Raka let out a rough sigh."This is very important, something that only exists in Singapore. I'm sure once you get it you'll keep it in a safe place, even proudly show it to your friends,"

Raka opened the suitcase, three people who gulped guessing what souvenirs they would get.

"Shirt! I beg for clothes!" inner Light enthusiastic.

"May jewels, brooches or such," Evi pinta in her heart.

"Electronic tab stuff, maybe a cell phone." This time Ragil stared expectantly. Recalling Raka's description of their souvenirs.

Until, the three people can only be silent.

"This is for Evi, Ragil and Light, all of which are well kept, because you may not necessarily be able to visit Singapore." The words of Raka were full of smiles.

As per the description, something that they will proudly show their friends. They will keep it well. But still, why should the Singapore 50 cent coin?

"How much is the exchange rate?" evi asked looking at the light looking at her phonecell.

"5,500 rupiah, so a total of one person can one is just enough to buy a meatballs one bowl three." Light muttered looking at how miserly their neighbors were.

"Yuji! Why coins? At least a keychain or a shirt!" pinta Ragil's.

"In the market there are many clothes with the Singapore logo. There are key chains too. So if you show your friend clothes that say Singapore, your friend will think you bought them at the market. While the coins that we provide multi-function, can be proof that you have been to Singapore. It can also be used as a medical device." Fujiko.

"Health tools? This coin?" Ragil clenched his forehead.

Fujiko nodded."You can ask for help Light for scrapings if you catch a cold. Use that coin."

Instantly the atmosphere was silent. Ragil finally smiled."Light, I'm in the wind, would you help me with a scraping in the room?"

"Wind taking medicine!" the light tried to smile.

Fujiko smiled wryly, then opened her suitcase."I got a box of chocolates, blueberries in it. We eat together."

In the end their gloomy faces returned smiling. Sharing a box of chocolates is definitely not cheap. At least it's cold this afternoon, now it's not the same cold as the 50-cent Singapore coins they got.

But that's friendship, right? Not looking at age or status. Everyone has their own advantages and disadvantages.

Bugs!

Fujiko's room door opens. Sighing in a rough breath, she looked at her incoming husband pulling a suitcase.

"Have you contacted the hostess?" ask Fujiko.

"Already, the next room will be rented. Although no tenants have entered yet." Raka sat down beside his wife. It was Fujiko's bed.

"I'm sultry!" Raka undressed in the style of her conglomerate family. Stelan's suit makes him uncomfortable. Not knowing the shame of changing clothes in the room, now only wearing shorts and a button t-shirt."There will be wind, then" he murmured.

While Fujiko thinned her lips to hold back her laughter."So you'd rather stay at the boarding house because you can dress freely?" ask Fujiko.

"Why wear skin care for women?" one question for Raka.

"For when I return home your scent is still smelling." Strange answer from him.

Fujiko remembered one thing."With perfume? Why does your boxer have to be sprayed with my perfume?"

"I told my mom that I had a boyfriend and didn't want to be betrothed, and then just did it until the rest of my girlfriend's perfume stench was left in my boxer. Barbara was the wife-to-be my mother chose." Obviously Raka, lying on top of the bed.

Fujiko approached, smiling to himself."So you thought I was a boyfriend back then?" the question is wrong.

"No," Raka's reply was full of honesty.

"Can it be a little dreadlocks?" the woman was lying next to her husband, sighing in disappointment.

"No, I won't have a boyfriend or marry unless I'm sure I can support my wife's child. And until now I wasn't sure I could live you properly. But--" Raka's words stopped for a moment.

"But what?" Fujiko knitted her forehead.

"But I'm anxious, every time there's a guy coming at you. And you also responded to getting close to the rich man. I am not rich, my savings are still lacking to support you later. I just feel inadequate, but I don't want to lose you either. That's why I convinced myself to have you." The answer from Raka, is more than just a seduction for Fujiko. The woman looked at her husband.

"What right?" ask again.

Raka nodded, still staring towards the ceiling of the room."Sorry, when I was a kid I hurt you. It was because I was panicking, you suddenly hugged me. It was the first time I killed, I was afraid. The police will arrest me, everyone will corner me as a murderer."

Fujiko got closer, hugging her husband's body from the side."Prince.." he said with a small laugh.

"Why prince?" raka asked, really wanting to know the contents of his wife's mind at that time.

"My brother always told me about the prince handsome, rich, carrying a sword. Living in a beautiful palace, his clothes were nice and neat. If with the prince I can live happily, without having to bother to think about what to eat tomorrow. No need to share the pocket money every morning. Can help dad who goes to work till night." Clearly Fujiko, materialistic lessons from an early age by his brothers.

"But you didn't choose the prince in the end. In the end you choose your friend who's just a prick, a bloodsucking flea." Raka laughed a little.

"The events will turn around after marriage. I'll suck your blood." Fujiko laughed along, peeked softly at her husband's neck, then took a sip.

"No blood will come out" muttered Raka.

"Will not come out? I want blood in another form," Fujiko chuckled.

"Will I give it, you don't have to suck it." Raka said changing position, now he is on Fujiko's body.

Slowly closed his eyes, linking their lips.

Strands by strands of clothes scattered. The woman moaned, but was immediately silenced by Raka's lips."Don't be noisy, this room has no soundproofing,"

Bed linen gripped her, confused as to how, just loosened her head with her eyes closed when her body was shaken, enjoyed by her husband.

*

While on the terrace, the three people were still enjoying the rain.

"They don't come out of the room anymore" Evi murmured, drinking warm tea.

"Bed scene, cold-cold like this if you're on holiday what else do married couples." Guess Ragil.

"But there is no sound. If I do it on the video I watch there's usually a weird sound." Light chimed.

"Raka must have warned Fujiko to be quiet. Or maybe, right now Raka's back is scratched, or her shoulder is bitten, so as not to make a sound." Ragil sighed harshly, as a student who doubted his virginity.