My Sacrifice for Mother
Sweetest
The journey of their love that re-emerges through meaningfully.
week after week has passed.
Until the month changed. And without feeling a year they've been together. Although there was once a problem, but with the maturity created then today they become a couple who understand each other.
Finally, after a long time together, the schedule to meet them also returned to normal as before.
Now it was Didim's turn to go to the city of Y where Anes worked.
Anes has prepared Dimas' favorite Soto to eat together.
Anes cook it himself, because Anes did have a hobby of cooking from the past.
After waiting for approximately thirty minutes, the train schedule should have arrived.
Where is Yah ? √√
^^^^Toilet√√^^
Which toilet is it?√√
^^^Left exit door √√^^^
Okay, I'm waiting in front of the toilet, yeah, in the cab waiting chair.√√
^^^Siap√√^^
There were not five minutes, Dimas was out of the station toilet.
They looked at each other and smiled at each other, as if they would have not met for decades. Just last month, they met in the city of T.
Dimas reached out his hand to Anes, then Anes welcomed him and then bowed to him like a condolence to ask his Mother's blessing at home.
This according to Anes is only natural because considering Anes has introduced Dimas to his family as his future husband when he returned home later.
That time,,,,,, that, that,,,,,,
"Ndra, the photo I sent to you shows you to you, Dad."
"Cowok this mbak ? Your boyfriend?"
"Hehehehe. yes."
"I guess you don't agree with dech mbak."
"Heh ? How can Ndra ? You sure?"
"are you sure you're not sure ? considering the first father advised do not bring men from abroad, I don't seem to know." Andra reminded Anes of his father's trust before Anes left.
"Sir ? that father agreed that I would go home married ma he sir. He's in town B." Anes said slowly to his father.
"Where is he now ?"
"Yes here sir." Answer Anes.
"Know you there too?"
"Ga anyway sir. Get to know me on the way to PJTKI, on the bus." Anes answered somewhat fearfully.
"Oohhh,,, look at his son how the hell, if Mr mah, as long as you like the same yes whatever, even though from the heart of the Father somehow less sreg." Said Mr. Alan again.
And the day after that they chatted with each other Vcall and familiar, although Anes knew from his Father's expression that Mr. Alan still hesitated with Dimas.
But Anes was determined to convince Mr. Alan that what he doubted was just too much to think about, because Anes was only the only daughter of this family.
Back to these two lovebirds.
"Eh Well, eat first yuk, we can sit in the park, behind the station. After that we'll walk." Anes said he would step his foot.
"Dek, could not if we find a place to rest, honestly I'm tired of the deck, from the night I haven't slept." Dimas said with his wrinkled face.
"meaning ? Hotel ?" Anes asked slightly in shock but tried to neutralize his countenance.
"So much dech, hotel or what's important I can sleep." Said Didim again.
"But eat first, right?!"
"yes, I must have eaten first. That is food to my tribe deck, especially the ones that masakin you, surely I eat it, although not as good as my mother's cuisine. hehehehe"
Reply Didim chuckled.
"Braven you Well." While patting his shoulder Didim.
"Well, would you rather I lie to you ? He said he'd make the stall home later... "
"Yes hgga anyway. Honest is better even a little syakiit syakkiitt." Anes answered with drama.
They also walked to the nearest hotel, and to the reaepsuonist, after finishing at the receptionist they immediately took the elevator to the floor number of their room.
"H... finally the bed too.. I swear not my strong eye deck." Didim said he immediately put his body on the mattress without taking off his shoes.
"Cxcxcxcxcxcx idler." Anes' gerutu saw Didim's behavior.
But Anes Cuex did nothing, helping Didim take off his shoes.
Because Anes was busy opening the package of soto he brought from home because he was afraid the soto was too cold, and he knew Didim did not like the food that was too cold. Especially in his AC room so tight.
"Dad.... wake up first Well.. so eat or ga ?" Anes asked while thrusting a plastic soto sauce into the front of his nose Didim.
"Yes, yes. eat. " Didim stuttered slightly open his eyelids because his nose smelled the smell of his favorite food.
"Hahahahhahahaa you're so funny dad... " Said Anes laugh at Didim's childish behavior.
"Dec, what's the bowl of two ?"
"His mouth is two. Why?" Ask Anes cengo.
"One bowl together, rarely eat together too, still separated. " Said Dimas pulled Anes' hand closer.
"But don't ask for bribes. I'm laper. Eat it yourself." Didim said again while feeding a spoonful of soto into his mouth.
Dimas turned his head with suddenly arriving with his eyes glaring.
"Other people say you ?"
"It's still someone else. Cook suddenly changed to Masku . There's just one." Sahut Strange shook his head while continuing to chew his soto.
"M.. yes also hehehehe." Didim replied chuckled amusedly to his own lebay.
"Basic No. Shelf." sneer Anes
"Become. weeekkk.." Didim's reply stuck out his tongue.
Not until 20 minutes two bowls of soto was aground moved into the human food bag this bucin.
A distance of 10 minutes later they went to the bathroom then brushed their teeth together and washed their feet.
Didim had been unconscious because he had flown to dreamland.
"cxcxcxcxcx.the basis of kebo." Said Anes chuckling to see Didim sleeping on his stomach in a haphazard direction, as a result of his large tall body filling the bed.
On a whim, Anes opened his cell phone Didim, and saw his mesenger.
"Eh ??? Who is this ?" Anes murmured slowly as Anes saw a messenger calling his name.
Beware you do not macemin mbak Anes yes, Mbak anes is still a virgin, different from the cave.
^^^Emang what is your business ?^^^
^^^^^ if you cheated
^^^it was one of those caves.^^^
^^^Lagian is not guayang^^^
^^^fuck you first time.^^^
^^^You don't have to
^^^follow again on cave life^^^
^^^especially aboutAnes.^^^
Anes was silent in a bit of shock because there were too many questions on his mind at the moment.
The chat was right from Taraya.
But Anes tried to think positive again, then he began to see the date listed on the Chat, Start Anes a little smile because the calculation of the date was thought before Anes decided to return with Dimas.
"H..... Maybe it hasn't been removed yet." Anes said, then put Didim's phone on the table next to him.
Anes follows Dimas laying down his body in that narrow place, but the movement of Anes, Dimas knows it.
"Who did the Deck?" Asked Dimas with his eyes still closed.
"Mmm.... You still often chat with Aya after inbok it Well ?" Ask Anes to find something.
"Ohh... Just not the mesenger ??"
"yes." Answer Anes briefly.
"Ga exists. At most doank, commenting yesterday that, after never.What's up ?" Dimas asked as he grabbed Anes' body in his arms.
"Mm. Nothing is wrong."
Anes replied with a smile and then buried his head in the chest of Dimas' field .
Dimas' soft hand caressed Anes' head, but his eyes were still closed.
" I told you the deck, we started over, and that's what's happening now." Said Dimas softly.
"Mmh...... " Anes replied just muttering.
Although they have no intention at all to do more, but the devil is still a demon who will be among human beings who are drunk in love.
Then what should have happened should not have happened. Occurs due to mutual attraction without coercion at all. I don't know which demon poisoned the brains of the two of them until they could still smile after everything was done.
"After this will you leave me ?" Ask Anes.
"Ga will." He answered while peeping Anes and hugging her warmly.
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*Author: You don't expect any perverted scenes in this story. Because that's never gonna happen.
I hope this writing applies to everyone. It can even be read and made a lesson for the children.
Because the author saw for himself, Bocil in our country now has a lot of over association.
Oh Yes. In this story, , the lead role of Ghanes Anjani currently happening is 26th. And that's the age that is old enough to be able to answer all the consequences of what he did*.
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