Not Mauku

Wild imagination

Naya devours her noodles while warm, with bi Taty having breakfast fried rice, they both chatter, about her family etc.

After eating noodles and chatting as usual Naya climbed into the room to pray duha, finished praying Naya felt sleepy, and laid her body on the bed.

Just woke up at dzuhur, "Oh my goodness, dzuhur, how good is my sleep,?" muttered Naya and went straight to the bathroom, continued the dzuhur prayer, "Oh yes, this afternoon there is treatment."

Naya came out of the room down the stairs, into the kitchen and there was nobody, but Taty was not there, Naya immediately looked for young fruit that happened to have been made in the refrigerator.

After getting it, Naya devoured some and the rest for Dimas and then stored back in the original place, "Aunt where ya,?" Naya dyed, "Bi.., where, where,?" call Naya her face towards the door of bi Taty's room.

"Yes Ma'am,?" bi Taty nongol from behind the door was still wearing a mukena.

"Oh, where do I think, there's nothing," Naya said.

"It's over, ma'am" said bi Taty while returning to the room for a while and then out.

"I don't think there's Bi, so I'm calling, Auntie's eating, okay,?" tanya Naya looked at Bi Taty.

"Oh, Aunt mah if about eating mah do not ask, definitely first," while grinning to show the rows of teeth are still intact and white.

"It's good Bi, if you are hungry, do not worry about what else Auntie is cooking, do not get here Auntie starved, later in thought we tortured the art,?" naya said with a smile.

"No Ma'am, even Bibi feels here Bibi is very prosperous, treated very well, not differentiated, Bibi is considered family not as art," bi Taty wiped the tears that were dripping without being invited.

"Em.., Auntie crying anyway,? don't cry dong, I'll be sad..,?" Naya hugged bi Taty who was sitting next to her.

"Thank you Ma'am,? You're a good sir, too, Auntie,?" bi Taty returned Naya's embrace.

"Have Bi,?" Naya wiped the tears on her cheeks.

They hugged me for a while, "I'm here away from the Bi family, away from my parents,"

"Sabar Bu, although far away.., the important communication is smooth, and hopefully Mother can meet with family, there is a lot of windfall in order to visit each other," said bi Taty.

"Yes Bi," Naya let go of her embrace, "Oya Bi maybe in the near future, my husband will be on duty outside, so I will be invited, and Auntie is fine here, don't go anywhere either" Naya said.

"Huh.., here's Auntie herself, huh,? no friends at all, ma'am,?" tanya bi Taty is worried.

Naya smiled, "Yes Bi, but.., even if so, if not so we are not going anywhere," said Naya.

There was a sound of Dimas motor outside the house entering the garage, before long Dimas entered.

"Assalamu'alaikum..,?" Dimas nyamperin Naya With a shunt step, and Naya immediately grabbed Dimas' hand and kissed him, as well as Dimas landed his kiss on his wife's forehead, then sat down near Naya.

"I make juice, huh,?" Naya was about to stand up, but was prevented by Taty.

"Mom, you just sit down, let Auntie make juice for you, sir" bi Taty preceded.

A moment later Naya just said, "Yang.., want to eat first what do-!?"

"Eat first, tired, want a quick break," said Dimas uphold his seat, a glass of juice is available at the table.

"Yes, this is the juice to drink first," Naya thrust at Dimas who was directly in his sip until the toilet.

Naya prepares for lunch, then feeds Dimas, a few minutes of eating is finished by sipping a glass of water.

"I went up first, right,? want to shower pray, continue to sleep," said Dimas.

"Yes who.., is it..,?" Naya stared at Dimas' back up the stairs, and Dimas suddenly turned his back, looking at Naya for a moment as they watched from a distance, after which Dimas continued his steps.

Finally Naya turned her eyes to her former meal but was gone, turning to see that Taty was washing it, Naya took a deep breath.

"Have Ma'am, the dishes are the same Aunt wash, I just follow Master, it looks like Mister is very melted once today, there's Samperin's mother,?" tell bi Taty with a smile.

Naya just looked at bi Taty, but her gaze seemed to look somewhere, But Naya moved from her seat, "Yes Bi thanks already,? I went upstairs first," Naya stepped up to the stairs, looked up at the stairs, then climbed the steps one by one.

Now that Naya is in the room, there is a sound of water pouring in the bathroom, Naya approaches Dimas' wardrobe, to prepare Dimas' clothes, Dimas out of the room wearing a towel under the stomach, Naya gazes silently from the sofa, seeing Dimas end up bathing makes Naya swallow her Saliva, her mind slightly imagining wildly, but soon she tepis, by way of immediately turning her gaze in another direction.

Dimas also glanced, put on his clothes and then perform dzuhur prayer, after Dimas prayers approached Naya on the sofa, "Tumben my wife does not bring hem..,?" Dimas sat down beside his wife, and pointed his face at her, cup kissing her right and left cheeks, at the end of landing her on a pink chewy object, long ago, landed there, he said, after being satisfied Dimas just let go, and gently rubbed Naya's lips with his finger.

Naya was a little happy that her wild imagination was a little channeled, with a faint look, "I see you look tired, busy, are you,?" ask Naya.

"Dear, I'm busy, we'll leave tomorrow morning, tomorrow morning, dear therapy again, before leaving," said Dimas grabbed Naya's head to lean on her shoulder.

Naya sighed, in fact she hoped that the departure did not happen, it felt lazy to leave, but what power, could not be anything too, letting Dimas go by himself was also kasian, afraid, afraid, fuck outside, "Ah, what the hell do I have in mind,?" inward Naya, in the arms of her husband.

"Today there's a treatment, right,?" tanya Dimas stroked the wife's head.

"Yes, but I cancel,"

"Why, baby,?" Dimas glanced at Naya's face.

"I'm lazy again which, next time," Naya shrieked, and straightened her body sitting on the sofa, now even Dimas lay down his body on the sofa by folding his hands on the chest, and, while the head was on Naya's lap, Naya's hand stroked Dimas's hair lovingly, making Dimas close his eyes.

Naya spoke but Dimas fell silent, only muttering, "Hem..,?" from Dimas, Naya slightly turned the face of the sleeping Dimas, "Eh.., I talk to myself, he's good to sleep," slowly, Naya leaned her back against the shoulder of the sofa and positioned her head to sleep well, Naya said, want to move, not good if you have to wake up Dimas kasian.

Finally Naya fell asleep while sitting on the sofa, while Dimas was so comfortable with his wife's thighs, in the sholawat sound that Naya swivel from the phone and the wind that blows from the fan that is aimed at them.

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