My Sweet Journey's

First Morning

Aria rubbed Rossa's back wrapped in a blanket. The woman was wearing only the Aria shirt that the man met in the room, reluctant to look into the walk in closet. Their inaugural hot session ended, with a not-so-long duration. New test drive so it does not need long, which is important to feel. Weehh...

Aria looked at the tired face of Rosaa who was asleep. Can't believe if his conjecture had missed all this time. What Aria thinks does not match the reality.

"Adnan is not my son. He's just an orphanage kid I adopted six years ago, with my dad as the adoptive side."

"Adoption child? Therefore Rossa has never given birth and Angga has never touched Rossa. Great."

Aria muttered, answered all the puzzles about who Adnan is. The adopted son Rossa had with her father's intermediary, Zaiharudin. The requirement to adopt is to be married. That's why Zai had an argument with Rossa, when the boy fell ill. Zai tells Rossa to return Adnan to the orphanage. Under the pretext of Adnan only adopted children, in the future the existence of Adnan will only trouble Rossa, not to mention the large costs they have to spend for Adnan.

It's clear Rossa won't. He had already taken a commitment to be a parent for Adnan, therefore when Adnan was sentenced to be sick with a serious illness with consequences to such an extent. Rossa has no intention of backing down, she will take care of Adnan as much as she can. Seek the best treatment for the son.

Even if it's to be paid a lot by Rossa. Zai's anger makes the man force Rossa to vote. Himself or Adnan. And Rossa made her choice to Adnan. That day he left his house. Carrying Adnan with a patter of tears in the eye crackers. Zai's anger completely covered up the father's conscience. Rossa thought Zai would be fine without her. But Adnan, that poor boy has no one.

Adinda's persuasion did not work for Zai at all. Of all these things one man laughed with satisfaction. Because he was the one who benefited the most from Rossa's departure, he was Yuna. The enemy in the blanket a long time ago. In front of everyone Yuna was good. But behind it all, Yuna's nature was extremely unworthy.

Yuna was never grateful for what she already had. The abundance of affection from the uncle actually makes the envy in the heart of Yuna even greater. The target is, of course, Rossa, the only daughter of the Hutomo family. Living like a princess since childhood, beautiful, kind, liked by many people. It makes Yuna dark eyes, until the woman thinks she wants to get the same spot as Rossa, without reflecting on who she is and where she comes from.

Returning to Aria, the man eventually becomes more and more affectionate towards Rossa after knowing the truth. "Truly a rare diamond." Angga is very difficult to take off Rossa. Even though he already has Yuna. Haish, Yuna's model's attached grandmother doesn't need attention.

"Nur, I was surprised. Why is it that only Angga looks after you when I'm sure there are a lot of men who want you out there."

Aria asked the next day, after both of them finished doing the duty of two rakaat and read their scriptures even though only a few verses. A worship that they will now make it a habit to open the day.

"Oh that's because Angga's mas is always roaring if I'm his girlfriend." Rossa replied lightly after kissing the husband's hand.

"Ishh, it looks like I have to give him a big bonus. Been looking after my future wife for years." Seloroh Aria. The man began to kiss Rossa's face after she took off her face.

"Don't, he's rich from small. It'll hurt her heart anyway." Rossa replied amidst a roar of breath that began to hunt. Aria's little touch makes Rossa a big boy.

"Why?" Aria stopped her act of tasting Rossa's neckline.

"Don't remember the sentence that is again viral, courtship that ends up disbanding, as the definition of keeping people's soul mates. It's not sick." Rossa broke free from Aria's arms without the man noticing. Leaving the husband who was digesting Rossa's words. Yes, too, Aria thought. Even so he still wanted to thank Angga. But how. I don't know, we're thinking about tomorrow.

Uhukkkk, Rossa chokes on the warm white water she was drinking as Aria hugs her from behind. The window curtain behind them was still closed, indicating that it was still dark. The effect of yesterday's party, it seems like all the residents of the house have not been awake.

"Buck...." Aria confirmed, he was amused every time Rossa called the boss to him.

"Yes..iya...what the hell?" Rossa seems to be getting used to Aria's presence in her life. Also began to understand about the behavior of the husband who is like a leak outside the office business.

"You again, know for yourself the nature of him that morning. Request rations." Bisik Aria's. Again one, it looks like Rossa should start getting used to her husband's original mouth. Without waiting for Rossa's answer, the man carried the wife to the bed. Aria immediately took off her cocoa shirt, threw it on the original floor. Before long sighs began to be heard in the large room as well as soundproof it.

Downstairs, in Amato's room, the opposite happened. If in the upper room it can be said like the war of the world version of the newlyweds, in that place it is precisely adem ayem. Couple couple newbie was already sleeping secasur. But nothing happened. Don't know why, but both Amato and Shilda just slept on each other's backs all night.

A fight? No, they decided to postpone their unfaithful debate. With reasons that make others will be discouraged when they hear it. To maintain the image of the newlyweds they just looked at. Weird right?

"Shil.build the ritual first yuukk." Amato murmured while menoel Shilda bokoong with her feet. Amato's alarm was already noisy from earlier. But the owner just changed his sleeping position so stretched on the edge of his big mattress. Well, Amato is forced to share a mattress now.

"You're aja. Vice me, right now my sin is your giggly." Wk wk wk not that is also the concept of Shilda.

Amato immediately opened his eyes to the half-conscious answer from Shilda, the absurdly beautiful wife. "Where is that. This one is you alone. Let's get up then. Idih ogah I bear the sins of you who are the cake of the Himalayan mountain gedenya." Grouser Amato.

"I'm not that bad." Kill Shilda.

"Yes, wake up!"

Shilda moved lazily from her bed, her next action making Amato glare. Shilda casually held up her white breastplate, from when the girl took it off.

"So he sleeps not with the interior." Amato's head was immediately made quyeng, the shadow of the Himalayan twin mountains that had been authorized to climb, but Amato had not dared to do so.

"Aslii maakk my head shrinks." Murmured Amato stress. The man rushed into the bathroom after Shilda shouted from the next room.

A different first morning for two pairs of newlyweds who have agreed to go through the household nosedives together.

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