My President

Playing Stomach

The alarm sound from the woman's phone rang loudly, immediately he took the flat object that was placed under his pillow. Turn it off and see what time it is.

Time still shows at four in the morning, he was still sleepy. He wanted to continue his dream, but he had to give it up.

The woman turned her body to look at the husband who was still closed with the drool still flowing from his mouth. Handsome but ileran, sometimes also snoring.

"Aksa, wake. It was time to pray." lirih Aza woke up her husband while playing the man's cheek.

"What time is it?" asked Aksa without opening her eyes, the man turned around to look for a pillow that was not wet from the drool and then resumed his sleep.

Aza was getting used to her husband like this. It is always difficult to wake up. Aza again thought how to wake her husband, flush the water? Ah, yesterday Aza tried it but the man did not want to wake up either.

"Acts..." Aza stabbed Aksa's armpits but never woke up either.

Aksa turned around and hugged his wife tightly, "Let's five o'clock first, don't wake me up" he said.

"It's up to you, but don't blame me if I let you sleep and wake you up at ten."

"That's what you were!" One kiss landed on Aza's lips.

"Have habits! Say first if you want to nyium," said Aza flicked Aksa's lips.

"If you say you're not getting it."

The two went back into silence, Aksa was still closed while Aza was just silent looking at her husband's face. Aza's eyes were fixed on Aksa's stomach, wide and slightly bulging. He chuckles at it himself.

His hands could not stand still, he played Aksa's distended stomach. Draw a line, draw it, and pierce it, then laugh at yourself. So funny!

"Hihi..funny," Aza still plays her finger, even she also opened the pajamas that Aksa was wearing. Play the navel, stick his finger in there, then go round and round. He was getting more intense because the owner was not disturbed at all.

"Aksa, you're eating too much. Your stomach is now a little swollen. Looks like you will follow in the footsteps of Mr. Aryo," said Aza chuckled. Mr. Aryo is a front guard whose stomach is distended like seven months pregnant.

"Have a son! No, I'm not going to exercise." Aksa opened his eyes, he squirmed his body. His stomach was cold because it was open and still played by his wife.

"Already, you are rich in new toys anyway. Blanketed smile!" exclamation Aksa.

"Funny, I want to keep playing."

Aksa held Aza's head, showering the woman's face with a kiss. "Good morning my wife is this shitty..."

"You're also crazy, don't want anyone!" sahut Aza did not accept.

*****

After she was ready, Aza headed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. It was more appropriate to help his mother-in-law to prepare breakfast.

"It's so neat of you?" ask Aira.

"Hehe yes, Mah."

"Oh yes, it's already Mama readyin the ingredients for the pancake," said Aira showed the materials that have been presented on the table.

Aza immediately put on an apron and began to struggle. Break the eggs, put all the ingredients into one, then turn on the mixer. It took him five minutes to make the dough, he immediately cooked it. Aza looks good even though he still makes pancakes several times, he makes sure not to burn or not yet ripe.

"Good morning dear," said Keno and hugged his wife from behind.

"Good morning, don't hug me like this. Look at our daughter-in-law, not ashamed of what?"

"Aza will also understand, you should not be ashamed" whispered Keno.

Aira immediately left the kitchen and told Sandra to take her place. Just stay Aza and Sandra in the kitchen, Aira and Keno somewhere. Maybe it'll be good first.

"Wahh, it turns out that Sister Aza is smart to cook as well as it turns out," exclaimed Sandra while baking bread.

"You want to go to college today? How come it's neat?" ask Aza.

"Yes, today there is a morning schedule. Finish making breakfast, same mistress's permission."

"Ohh, the spirit yes..."

Aza and Sandra chatted until the cooking was almost done. They know more about each other personally, Sandra is chatty and nice to talk to. Aza will not be lonely in that house, because there are friends who are one frequency with her.

Suddenly there was a heavy hand coiled in Aza's stomach and whispered, "don't get charred again."

"No, there is an increase today. The one that was burnt was only two pancakes," replied Aza chuckling.

"Let go of your hand so I can finish quickly" Pinta Aza. He really can not be free because Aksa continues to embrace him.

"No way..."

Aza poked her husband's cheeks with chocolate sauce, making Aksa immediately take off her embrace. "Yeyyy I won !!!"pekik Aza glee.

"Review on you!!!" Aksa tried to avenge his wife, but the woman ran away from him. Be them chasing in the kitchen makes Sandra confused to see them. Understandably, her name is also a newlywed.

And finally, Aksa managed to catch his wife. He immediately held her tightly and poked her face with chocolate sauce. Make a mustache, love shape on both cheeks and wide forehead belongs to Aza.

"Ah, cheating!" exclaimed Aza, he then went to wash his face.

"Let's go, it's wrong who's naughty first!"

*****

Aksa and Aza have arrived at the office. Aksa clasped his wife's hand to become the center of attention of the employees. Aza was eager to take it off, but when she moved a little, her husband squeezed her hand until it hurt.

"Sa, tony dong. Get in the elevator!" exciting Aza.

"I'll take you to your room" Aksa replied casually. He then pushed the elevator button to his wife's room, and did not let any other employees in. Aksa just wants one elevator alone with Aza.

"This is the employee elevator, why even enter and do not get another one anyway? You naughty!"

Aksa did not publish his wife's chatter, he was focusing on his cell phone, replying to emails from business partners.

The elevator opened, Aza immediately came out and entered her room. And Aksa has not disappeared, he still follows his wife.

"Ohh so here alone must be escorted with Mr. President yes." teased Clara.

"Ouch, his name is also a newlywed, Ma'am. Definitely can not escape," said Sarah to tease.

"You know, anyway" replied Aksa.

"There go," Aza pushed the man beside her.

"The salim was here." Aksa extended her hand so that Aza would kiss her. In any case, this leaves Clara and Sarah out of shape. Aksa was like a father who was taking his daughter to school.

"Thank you sir has delivered to my workspace," said Aza full of coercion.

"Together my sweet child," replied Aksa ruffled Aza's hair randomly. Then he came out of the room.

"Oh my goodness so sweet you guys, so want to get married too.." chirped Clara.

"Me too, but there is no candidate, hiks.." said Sarah chimed in.

"Loh, don't you have five huh? How do you say there's no one?"

"Yes five, but that's everyone's girlfriend. I'm waiting for one of them to break up." Sarah's answer made Clara and Aza shake their heads, the child was indeed a little crazy.