My Husband is a Ningrat

Chapter 44. [Making shower ]

Late night as usual, the dim moon leaves its light scattered. My blood sugar levels are shrinking, I need chocolate for a spirit booster.

I whispered in Kaysan's ear, "Mas? calling me slowly, Kaysan turned his head, "Yes."

I linked my index fingers together, embarrassed to say that my back wanted to lean in the room. My body was tired, the night air made my shoulders cold and sticky.

"Still a long time?"

Kaysan smiled.

"In a moment, be patient."

"What are we waiting for?"

"Waiting for the room to be ready."

My throat is tickled with chicken feathers, my face is red like Cherry. I really need sugar, I really need sweet. That smile didn't make me groan, but it made me shudder in horror. What does it mean I'm really gonna be at dinner tonight. Hiiiiii.

"Why?" Kaysan saw it.

"No papa's mas." I smiled stiffly, Father and Mother approached the two of us who were still sitting in the chair.

"Holy mother, Mother." I got out of my chair, approached my in-laws.

"Well, yeah." Juwita stroked my shoulder, "You must be tired, in a moment. Mbok Darmi is preparing a flower bath for you."

"Building flower?" My forehead shrinks.

"Yes cah ayu. Let your body fresh and rilex." I'm Kaysan's lyric, "Bring yourself up, right?"

Mother and Father laughed while throwing a glance, "As far as you two are concerned. You have become one, you want to shower yourself can take a bath together as well. No one forbids."

I blushed and lowered my head, "Kay! remember, he was a kid. Don't make her regret marrying you!" At her hug I was in Juwita Ningrat's arms, "My daughter, now Mother is your mother. So there is no need to hesitate to complain or just want to tell a trivial story of life. Your mother will teach you many things. Now rest up." I reply Juwita Ningrat with a warm hug.

"Have a long time ago, look at your husband, he doesn't seem to accept you hugging Mother like this." I lyricized Kaysan and stuck out my tongue.

"Thank you Mother, Father."

"Hm... Prepare yourself, there will be many rules and activities that you will do after this." His voice was so cold and firm.

I nodded, along with that. Mbok Darmi came while nodding his head, as if hinting that everything was ready.

"Kaysan, Rinjani. Rest." Patted alternately on Kaysan's shoulder and shoulder. Mother and Father went to the main house.

Unexpectedly, Kaysan grabbed my hand, "Come."

With a limp step I followed him. Passing through the hallway with many rooms and rooms.

"Mas has a sister?" manya curious. Because there are so many rooms in the main room with different decorations on each door.

"Have. Tomorrow if they come I'll introduce you to my sisters."

"Many little sisters?"

"Yes." Yeah."

We arrived at the door of the room, not yet anything I had goosebumps. Kaysan took off his hand, turning to look at me.

"Don't let you go wrong in the room, because my sisters are all men and only one sister."

My eyes were round, "Where are my brothers now?"

"Other house."

I nodded, not asking more deeply.

Kaysan opened the door of the room, I swallowed my saliva with great difficulty. One step into this room, it was like going into a lion's den. Be prepared to be attacked like a victim.

"Mass?" I smiled stiffly, both of us still standing on the doorstep.

"Please enter the princess."

"Mass?"

Only a smile returned, then lifted my body like an idle sack of rice on his shoulder.

I screamed, banging on Kaysan's back, "Mas!" With a single throw my body crashed on the bed.

"Mas sober, mas." I got up and sat to the side of the bed. I saw Kaysan who started to remove the blangkon on his head, his hands began to remove the stagen that was wrapped around his waist.

My eyes can not be separated from the scene one by one Basahan fashion printouts that began to detach from his body. My face stiffened, my blood sugar levels suddenly developed hypertension. I covered my face as the twists of the rag covering his legs reached the very end of the curve.

"Jani." call her slow.

"Jani?" call again.

"Yes, um." I still cover my face with both palms.

"If you talk to your opponent, not disrespectful?

Ah, ja. "Mas's still wearing clothes, isn't he?"

I heard he was just laughing, his footsteps approaching me. This is already included in the alert radius. I put the horses to run, the room's locked.

"Open your eyes, Rinjani." Husband oh husband, do not you understand if my holy eyes will begin to tarnish.

I'm still not budging, I feel his hands begin to remove the prints of my wet clothes.

"Mas!"

"It's silent, the warm water will soon be cold if you're still quiet like this."

"Mas."

"Jani."

"Mas, Jani can be alone." I opened my eyes slowly with my head still down. He saw his hairy legs. I don't dare if I have to see it go up. Wow wow. sure, scary.

"You're my wife, aren't you?"

"Yes, um." Eh the head is so brave you puffed up without cue.

I saw his eyes so fiercely staring at me, like stripping me secretly.

"Bath first, we'll change." Hopefully this does not include seduction or rejection that makes his face sour.

"The husband of the wife is recommended to take a bath together to interact better. Even the Prophet and Aisha's Apostle also once bathed together in one bath"

My body suddenly stiffened, "Must ya mas? but Jani's shy." I blushed with my head down again.

"We're both learning, Rinjani. I am just doing my duty as a husband. You are too, learn that I will guide you."

"Mas, Jani's shy."

"There's no shame, turn the lights off later."

"Yes..." His hands have started to remove the stagen, removing the trinkets that adorn my body. "Pass close your eyes."

"Why?"

"Close it." He gradually retreated, with a thousand steps I ran towards the bathroom and locked the door.

"Rinjani!"

My breath was wheezing, even this was still in its cage. Can still be broken at any time.

"Open Rinjani's door." Kaysan knocked on the door repeatedly. "For a while, let Jani breathe a sigh of relief."

"Open the door or I'll break it."

My eyes are round, there has not been a day of marriage has made noise and damaged the bathroom door.

I let out a long sigh, with one click the bathroom door opened wide.

"Hehe."

"You." He pinched my nose with a squash.

"Just take a shower, won't you."

"Yes, take off your shirt. There's no way you're still taking a bath with a pull."

I looked at Kaysan's body from top to bottom. "Mas is also still wearing color pants, do not mas loose too."

She smiled broadly, locked the bathroom door and hugged me, "Later." His whisper made me stiffen.

He took off the barricade back in my body, "Mas." I closed my chest.

"It's okay, let's go get a bath."

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