My President

Black Meat

"Tomorrow you must be long nails, Za! Anyway it should be longer than Tania, not to lose. I'll also teach you various moves to defeat that little granny!" Aksa said it really makes Aza frown at staring in wonder, the man really sucks.

"It's done, change your clothes, Hubby. You can catch a cold!"

Aza then laid his body in bed, while Aksa hurriedly wore clothes so that he could quickly indulge with his wife.

"Hubby, your phone is ringing all the time but I don't know where" Aza shouted. The ringing of the phone sounded clear but the object was never found Aza.

"In the rich bathroom, still in the pants earlier I went into the dirty laundry basket. Oh, I forgot!" Aksa then ran while wearing a shirt that still hangs on one arm.

"I'm glad I haven't been in the washing machine. Try if yes, die directly from the phone," Aza grumbled. Aksa did tledor his person, this was not the first time he was like that but many times to countless more.

"What? I thought important people didn't know you!" exclaimed Aksa when he had managed to lift his phone, which was none other than from Devano.

"I'm sorry, sorry..bother ya?" sahut Devano. He then switched the call to a video call. The man was so annoying, he pointed his phone towards the high seas. To make Aksa jealous.

"Bulshit!" Aksa immediately turned off his phone, no longer wanting to see Devano's exhibition.

"What's up, Hubby?"

Aksa did not answer him, he then fell on his wife. Aza rebelled, her still sore skin made her want to cry right then and there.

"Hubby, hicks..hixs...hixss..."

"Ayihh, why, Za?"

"My body still hurts, don't hug me too tightly!"

"Hehe, I'm sorry..."

Aza nodded slowly and stopped her crying. He then sucked his head in Aksa's chest. They chatted something unimportant, confided in the days they had passed just as they used to.

Aza's fingers could not stand still, he tickled Aksa's breasts. Stabbing him, drawing pictures of him, and playing squishy. Puffy and chewy! So funny!

"Hubby, don't laugh. It's very funny, you just shut up, yes" said Aza chuckled furiously. She played her husband's breasts.

Aksa was obedient, it felt very amused. But as much as possible he held back his laughter fearing that Aza would get angry and turn into a lion. The man bit his lips so he wouldn't laugh.

"Hubby, why is this so funny!"

"Za, already! What do you think you're not worried about? Tomorrow I'll buy squishy, don't play mine!"

"No, Hubby. I want this."

"All right, but in exchange for five rounds tonight huh?"

"Rome? Ah, I want a wedang ronde. Hubby, let's buy it!" Aza tried to divert the conversation.

"Nobody sold the round. Everything switched sales odading mang by. Anyway it's five rounds tonight, two rounds down and three rounds up."

Aza was very upset, she stopped playing her husband's breasts and turned her back. Her husband is so perverted!

"Za, how come you're bleeding?" Aksa was surprised to find there was blood on the back of Aza. Their beds were also exposed to the blood.

"What, Hubby?" Aza then woke up and saw the blood in question. He closed his mouth and immediately ran to the bathroom not forgetting to bring a sanitary pad.

"Za!" Aksa screams banging on the bathroom door, afraid if his wife why.

"Hubby, we're not going to be five rounds tonight. I came by the moon" said Aza. He is very happy tonight will sleep soundly without any good.

Aksa opened his mouth to look at his wife.

The night is getting late, but the two men have not been closed. Aksa took his wife and hugged her from behind. A little disappointed because that night there will be no hot scenes in the bed because his wife still has guests.

"Hubby..."

"Hm..."

"I'm hungry, let's eat."

"We just deliver, don't cook."

Aksa did not want his wife exhausted, because at his house Sandra there was still Kkn and other maids had gone home so no one cooked. Because the maids in Sanjaya's family are only employed until the afternoon, they also have a family so the Sanjaya family does not want to limit it.

"But I want to cook, Hubby. Can ya?"

"You'll be tired."

Aza snorted in annoyance, "No way! If you're afraid I'm tired, why don't you help me?"

Aksa stared saturatedly at Aza, the woman could always answer him. Not to lose.

*****

They had reached the kitchen, Aza was looking for something that could be cooked from the refrigerator.

"Hubby, what are we cooking?" Aza closed the freezer and looked at her husband who was sitting at the dining table.

"What's going on there? Cook anything, I'll eat it." Aksa approached his wife who was standing by observing the contents of the refrigerator.

There is meat, if cooking it will take a long time. All right, we'll find some other material. Various vegetables are found in the bottom refrigerator. Completely, there are carrots, potatoes, broccoli, cabbage, and much more. While Aza did not want to eat only vegetables, Aza also seemed confused about what to cook.

"We can make steak" Aksa said. He then took all the necessary ingredients and prepared to wash them.

"But it's gonna be a long time, Hubby."

"Nothing."

"Not so wash it, let me just clean it, Hubby," Aza said when she saw how her husband cleaned the meat wrong and would not be clean later.

"Ohh so gini..." Aksa hugged Aza from the back and her hands cleaned the meat.

"You want to stay behind me, Hubby?"

"Of course, we'll make steaks both. Isn't that so romantic?"

"But not gini too, which is even messy later if you continue to hug me."

"Let's just let it go!"

Aza let her husband hug her from behind. They then smeared the meat with spices such as black pepper, soy sauce, oyster sauce, and cooking oil. A little overwhelmed because the man increasingly tightened his embrace and not infrequently kissed Aza's cheek.

"Aww..." Aza jolted, Aksa not only kissed her but also made a kissmark on her neck. Aza really wanted to roast her husband just like that meat!

"You are mine" said Aksa chuckling. He always said that when he managed to make a kissmark on his wife's body.

"Let me just put it in," prevented Aksa, he took over the piece of meat from his wife's hand. Instead of slowly, he threw it so that Teflon almost fell.

"Geez!"

"Hehe, sorry. Shocked by haha..."

"Ish, naughty!" Aza pinched Aksa's hand which was still coiled in her stomach.

Aksa then took his wife to sit down. He pulled one of the chairs on the dining table and sat in his wife's seat. Aksa kissed his wife's lips gently. Start biting and passing all the parts.

For a long time they were in a front-facing position with Aza sitting on Aksa's thigh. They forgot about the meat.

"Hubby, do you smell anything weird?" ask Aza on the sidelines of their kiss. Aksa simply nodded, smelling like something was charred. He did not care anymore, kissing with Aza must be completed! You can't stop for anything.

"Hubby, meat!" shout Aza. He was very surprised and accidentally bit Aksa's lower lip to redden. The owner also tiptoed in pain, while his wife had run to the stove to turn it off.

"Yahhh, charred!" exclaimed Aza when he found the bottom of the black flesh.

Aksa who approached him also laughed, the red meat was supposed to turn brown only, but instead became jet black.

"What's wrong, we cook the top also let it ripen evenly." Aksa then flipped the meat and lit the stove fire again.

The smell of burning turned out to be smelled into Keno and Aira's room. They also found out the origin of the smell. Fear of something unwanted happening. The kitchen was the main place they went to.

"Why is there a bad smell? What are you guys doing?" exciting Keno.

"What are you cooking, baby? Why did it get to the charred?" tanya Aira approached the two people who were hugging.

"Again the steak keep the meat charred," said Aksa.

"Couldn't you? Aren't you guys waiting? Why is it so rich in that pot ass?" Keno shuddered in horror at the sight of the black meat.

"So Aksa took a kiss, really long. So forgetfulness if you cook steak again," replied Aza innocently. He then closed his mouth because he had spoken like that. Uncontrollable, very embarrassing. Especially in front of her parents.

Aira and Keno smiled at him. They are ridiculous. When it comes to sticking, everything is forgotten.

"Ah, stop. Spend the black meat" Keno told Aksa.

"Aza will eat the others, let the black meat be spent Aksa alone. That's because of Aksa," said Aira chuckled. Aksa was immediately sad, the black meat was huge. Should he spend it?

It feels perfect ripe, Aksa immediately picked it up but Aza stopped it.

"At the check with the meat thermometer first, Hubby. Who knows, the inside is not yet mature" said Aza. He then took a meat thermometer that was near the spoon rack.

"It's mature, even maturity," cried Aksa and immediately moved the meat onto the plate and did not forget to cut it first. No need to check because the meat is definitely ripe, even too ripe to charred.

Aza took two forks and sat down next to her husband. Quietly for a moment to observe the black meat presented with garlic and rosemary earlier. Their hands were stretched out to pick up pieces of black meat using forks.

Observe carefully before putting it in the mouth. Bitter, first impressions they felt. Half the meat tasted good, the flavor permeated perfectly. The maturity of the meat is also appropriate, indicating a medium ripening.

"I ate half of it, Hubby."

"Yes, Za. Me either. Not strong if the same is burnt, it could be my tongue will numb later," said Aksa while gulping water.

Aza was the same, he even drank water more often than eating the meat. "Hubby, tomorrow do not need to cook weird again huh. Love the stomach, pity him if we give him hell food like this."

"Yes, Za. I agree, we give to street cats. I'm not strong!"

Aksa and Aza also came out carrying a lot of steak. They walked towards the gate of the house to look for the cat they used to meet.

"Why didn't the cat show up, Hubby?"

"Once you go to sleep, it's a shame." Highlight Aksa's eyes staring at the clock on her wrist. The digital clock shows at 22:00, it deserves no more cats or street dogs. Everyone's resting quietly, uh it doesn't mean that.

"What are you looking for, Aksa?" ask Mr. Aryo. Sanjaya residence security guard who at that time was wearing a sarong and peci. He was astonished to observe Aksa and Aza who were like confused people looking for something.

"Find the cat, sir. Mr Aryo know that orange cat is usually it?" Aza turned to ask Satpam with a big stomach like seven months pregnant.

"Wahh, he was here. The turn of the food dapet immediately blurred. Usually at this hour the cat is looking for a girlfriend again," replied Mr. Aryo.

"The cat also needs love, Hubby," Aza told Aksa.

Mr. Aryo then opened the gate because Aksa and Aza wanted to find a cat. Actually not only want to give him black meat, but also want to see how cats are dating.

They walked around looking for a cat. Dark, there are only street lights that illuminate. It was also dim not brightly lit.

"Wait, Hubby..."

The sound of cat's barking sounded faint, Aza's steps came to a halt. His ears were wide open looking for the origin of the sound he had just heard.

Miawwww....

"Aren't you horrified, Hubby?"

"Dropped, Za. It looks like it's behind that tree." Aksa pointed at the tree that was on the side of the road. Mango trees are very large but never bear fruit.

Aksa and Aza headed to the source of the sound, walked slowly and tried not to make a sound. And sure enough, there are orange cats that they usually meet. But not alone, there's a white cat with a black totolan. And what are they doing? They're dating! The two cats are making a baby.

"Oh, Hubby! My eyes are stained!" peekik Aza while closing her eyes with her hands. But still give a gap so that you can see the two cats.

"Not to be closed! Just as it looks that way," said Aksa while lowering his wife's hand.

"The female doesn't sigh?"

"Previously you? Just touched just immediately sighed," replied Aksa giggled. He became imagined the bed scene with Aza, but unfortunately tonight there will be no scene.

Aksa then approached and threw a piece of meat right on the back of the orange cat. The cat stopped its activity and looked at the person who had thrown it. This situation is used by the female to escape. Looks like the orange cat has been doing some coercion on him.

"Hubby, it looks like he's angry that he's been bullied."

"On the count of three, we run!" whispered Aksa.

One...

Two...

Never had time to say the word three, the cat had run and claw Aksa's hand until the plate he was carrying broke.

"Heyy, cat! Don't claw my husband!"

Aza tried to pull the cat, but the cat's nails remained attached to Aksa's skin. The cat did not stop screaming, making the silent night again noisy.