Not Mauku

How to talk about that anyway

Endro felt that he had to wipe his cheeks that did not feel wet, Citra standing behind Endro just dumbfounded to look at the cynical, cynical, his obsession to approach Dimas is still in his heart even though the hope is very, very thin, but he has hope in Ms. Hesa who will bring him closer to Dimas.

Endro applauded, "Wah-wah wah, have dong do not make a soul thrashing to singles' me bro, eh kok I singles anyway I have Citra," grinning while looking at Citra who looked at him, "So envious boss," Endro hugged Citra.

Hearing Endro Dimas's rant take off his crib, Naya tries to turn on his sewing machine, "Good"

"Yes, now rest first, because tomorrow there is still another surprise," explained Dimas rubbed Naya's shoulder.

"You mean there's still a surprise for me,?" Naya looked at Dimas while pointing at his chest.

"Yes, it's still there, but.., tomorrow it's night, better rest, dad's tired too," said Dimas yawning.

"All right,"

"What are you staying for, still here,?" looking at Endro and Citra.

"Oh no, we go home, afraid to bother you," said Endro grinning to play an eye on the image that was just silent.

"Good bah.., I do not bother you," said Dimas shaking his hand.

"Ok, my beautiful sister-in-law, we go home first huh,?" Endro nodded and held Citra's hand sauntered away from the place.

"Oya bro, tell Aldo tomorrow afternoon we're Miting here ok,?'' dimas's voice stopped Endro.

Without looking back and raising his hands in the wind, "Ok boos"

Then Dimas invited Naya into his room, now they are in the room, after taking water wudu both perform prayers isya, greetings do not forget to pray thanksgiving, until Naya broke into tears.

After that Dimas laid his body first on the bed, his eyes were tired, Naya glanced following the motion of Dimas, Naya finally changed his clothes with a sleep suit and followed Dimas lying down, Naya pulls the blanket to wrap her body and Naya puts her head on Dimas' chest holding her tightly and keeping her closed to her dream.

Early in the morning Naya had packed the contents of the suitcase to remove what should be taken out, including all the souvenirs, turning Dimas back to sleep soundly, after dawn she collapsed again by chance today is still on leave for another day.

After that Naya went down to the kitchen, under the still quiet maybe people were still in their respective rooms, in the kitchen middle-aged woman preparing for breakfast.

"Bi, cook what, then,?" approaching Aunt who is cooking.

Bi Taty turned his head, "Eh Mother has come down, instead of rest tired, this is Auntie's favorite cooking Mother," said Aunt smiling.

"Yes Bi, every day I also rest kok, hi..,hi.hi oya Bi near the outer door of the room lots of items please bring to the kitchen, all souvenirs from local neighbors alhamdulillah, alhamdulillah, cook let me take over," Naya took over Aunt's duties.

"Oh, everything, ma'am.?"

"Yes, it's outside the door"

"Good Mom, Auntie take it first," while wiping her wet hands on her shirt.

Aunt went back and forth to bring souvenirs, whose fault last night was brought to the top of their understanding Maria and Endro did not memorize.

"Be careful Bi, watch out for falls.?"

"Yes Ma'am, look around Auntie, I'm sick all the time, what's the pain,?" staring wonder.

Naya looked at Auntie, "Hah.., i-iya Bi, just nauseous really, I'm not sick, all right ah," smiled thinly while covering her mouth and nose.

Aunty stared fixedly at Naya from toe to top of head, she felt something change from Naya to Bibi no matter how experienced, "Mother is-!" not continuing her speech but rather giving a rounding gesture with a hand movement in front of her own stomach, Naya simply messed up and nodded.

"God is Mother" Aunt hugged her master, and Naya put her finger on her lips.

"Why,?" seraya whispers.

"For the family does not know Bi, said Dimas later just give the news not now," said Naya very slowly.

"Alright, Auntie will keep this a secret."

Aunty continued cooking it, while Naya sat back leisurely on the kitchen sofa while sipping chocolate milk.

"Why don't you drink some bumil milk, ma'am,?" ask Aunt while looking at Naya.

"No need to Bi, there is an enek that makes nausea worse," Naya shook her head.

Ms. Hesa nyamperin with her husband for breakfast, "Well.., you're awake, where's Dimas,?" ask the Father-in-law.

"Em., he's still sleeping sir" Naya said, pointing up.

"Surely he's a ketapean sir, bring a car, take care of everything yourself right," said Ms. Hesa.

"Oh, maybe, too," Father-in-law briefly.

Finally the cuisine is ready to eat, "Dimas not built first for breakfast,?" The father-in-law looked at Naya.

"No, you guys go first," explained Naya, allowing her in-laws to have breakfast first.

"All right"

"Mak don't, let it be a kasian, maybe she's tired," prevent her husband make Ms. Hesa undo his intentions.

Maria and her son nyamperin and sitting among her parents, "Kok sister Naya not breakfast.?

"I'm not hungry yet, let me be with you, you eat" explained Naya.

Maria turned her piled up souvenirs, "That's what sis.?"

"Open, it's souvenirs from the neighbors, it's not nice if I don't accept the pamali he said if he refused the windfall," continued Naya again.

"Oh, later Maria open all," while feeding the spoon to her mouth, her son who ate himself brought the plate to the television room to eat breakfast while watching.

"Where during the service, are there any obstacles,?" ask Naya.

"Over there.., thank God smoothly sir, there are no obstacles whatsoever, the people are also kind and friendly, sir, just there the majority of non-Muslims so for me a little trouble in terms of time, yes fortunately not too long," Kanaya told me while outside the area.

"Yes, you're on a week-long honeymoon in Batu Umbrella, how are you happy,?" timpal bu Hesa on this son-in-law.

Naya turned her gaze to Mother-in-law, "Open up again Mak, I'm so happy," her smile was so bright.

"Why don't you take me on vacation, anyway,?" said Maria pouting.

"Next time we go there together" Naya glanced at Maria.

"OK"

"Where's your bed business all right, right,?" mrs Hesa looked hard.

Naya temporarily returned Hesa's gaze, "Well, no problem."

"Sir.cock about that in question anyway,?" cut off her husband, Mother Hesa just swerved.

"Do you do it every night, or every day,?" ask Hesa again.

"I-iya..," hesitated a little, "Why should it be discussed anyway,? let alone every night he wanted even as often as possible, Inner Naya threw away her gaze.

"Mak, said Abang during there brother Naya was not working anything but serving Brother, including in terms of making love in bed," said Maria innocently.

Naya turned to Maria as she glared, "Maria is talking about it anyway, embarrassed," with a timid face.

"Not to be ashamed, brother, just like that said Brother also last night, right,?" sahut Maria with ease.

"How come there's been any sign, then,?" mommy asked back.

"Em.., inshaAllah," was only that in response from Naya.

Ms. Hesa took a deep breath of food as if she was less appetizing.

"I'm upstairs, right,?" pamit Naya while standing up and leaving the kitchen, Naya climbed the stairs.

Now that Naya was in bed looking at her husband who was still soundly asleep, Naya kissed Dimas' cheeks, and the man just squirmed a little without even opening his eyes.

Naya stroked Dimas's chest, "Wake up, she said she wanted to show me another surprise, why is she still sleeping,?" lirih Naya's.

"Hem..," with his typical voice of waking up, slowly opened his eyes that felt like he really wanted to be closed, whereas yesterday a lot of driving was Dery, himself just a moment but.., he was still.., tired of not playing.

Dimas literate directly in a beautiful scene, the face of the wife who was staring at him, a shady face, especially there are other sights, yes it can be the clothes of the wife open shrivelled clearly in it.

"Dear shower, right,?" the heavy Dimas voice of the man woke up and looked down at his wife's neck.

"No, why,?" Naya follows Dimas's eyes to his chest, "Oow, Naya puts the buttons on him, but Dimas's hand prevents her, and Dimas's hand sneaks into the smooth skin, soft and forming the mountain, Naya closed her eyes as the palm played mischievously there.

Dimas playfully played on both soft high hills, squeezing very gently and turning the top of the mountain, so that Naya was amused, and bit her lower lip, Dimas grew anxious to feel his sucking strongly, slowly Dimas opened the cover then sucked and sucked firmly, making Naya feel great pleasure.

Finally the desire to go up to the crown, Dimas kissed and ******* the lips of the wife, the kiss was getting deeper, Dimas laid Naya's body on the bed, he himself had crawled on it, the kiss was deepened, prepare glide.

When in the middle of the activity there was a knocking door made them stop for a moment looking at the door by chance the door in the key, his voice called out Dimas' name, "Looks like Maria," said Naya with a heavy voice and heavy breathing also looked at Dimas.

"Let's go" said Dimas while continuing to surf on a small island, but to his senses are so intoxicating that it becomes opium for those who have felt it, finally the voice that calls is lost.

After both of them poured with body sweat drooped, then ended his activities, Dimas dropped himself next to the wife, raining with a kiss, Naya put her head on Dimas' shoulder while pulling a blanket over his chest.

Instead of waking up and cleaning up they went back to sleep, forgetting the breakfast that was missed this morning.

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