Not Mauku

Regretting

Naya smiled faintly at her husband's behavior, "Who.., why.?" he turned his head. "Why what.?" after washing the dishes Dimas lifted the tiny body, but was so full of fat, into his private room, Naya gave a smile, buried her face in her husband's chest.

"Open that door.?" Pinta Dimas stood in front of the door, with Naya's hand opening the door.

Click.., the door opened, and closed with Dimas's feet, until a bruk.., Dimas put Naya to sleep on the mattress, opening the veil Naya was wearing. "Yang.. I want to go to the bathroom, have not prayed dzuhur right.? pray first yuk.?" but.., Dimas instead encased Naya's body. "Let's a minute.?"

He brought his face closer to Naya's face, Naya's heart was starting to irregular, pounding instead of playing. "Who.., do you want to shop, later in the afternoon.?" ogre.

Dimas did not answer he still launched the action, me**** owned by the wife, the wife's hand stuck to the husband's chest to put distance between them, A few moments enjoying the scene until the roar of breath was no longer regular.

Naya realizes that if this is continued, it will take quite a long time, that as far as Naya knows, will desire her husband. "Which, already, later to bablasan dear, we have not prayed and dear want to shop, I will cook for dinner, will hunt them home." gently, he said, Naya rubbed Dimas' wet lips, and he was still on top of Naya's body staring with a pushy look.

For him touching the wife is a opium that is so intoxicating than the wine he once gulped, his desire has peaked in the crown, his little brother has thrashed to get out, but Dimas could not bear to hear the words of his wife, he sat on the edge of the bed.

Naya looks disappointed in the look on the face of the husband, not the heart, but still a lot of time, later tonight it can, she thought, Naya woke up hugging Dimas from behind, sticking her face to Dimas' back. "Darling, don't frown, don't get angry, okay.? there's still plenty of time, I promise I'll take care of you, tonight's all right.?" gently kissing her husband's silent back, Naya rubbed Dimas' chest. "Don't get mad." whispered.

Slowly Dimas took off his wife's embrace, went into the bathroom to clean up and calmed his little sister with cold water, leaving Naya who was sad to regret her rejection, making no sense of a clear circle in the corner of his eye, there was a new pain this time he felt, seeing the cold attitude of the husband, in because of his actions, he felt, Naya immediately wiped it with her fingers so that her tears would not continue.

About fifteen minutes later, Dimas came out of the bathroom, walked up to the closet picking up a t-shirt and shorts, not to forget with **********, after Dimas came out of the bathroom, Naya entered also to clean up, what else is not praying.

After wearing clothes, Dimas grabbed a cell phone, wallet, motorcycle keys, which were on the table, and the motorbike before Dimas arrived from Naya's place, already in between Sandy to the house, until Dimas to the house, Dimas' favorite motorbike was ready in a previously empty garage, considering the house was occupied, only once in a clean room.

Dimas was already on the bike did not forget to wear a helmet, he drove the bike at moderate speed, without saying goodbye to his wife Naya, he said,

Naya just came out of cleaning, after wearing clothes, immediately wearing a mukena spread a healthy then praying, prayers finished she just remembered her husband was not there, "Have you gone shopping.? how not to say it first.? didn't ask me what I wanted to buy, was he still angry.? I'm sorry, yang.?" hik..hik.hik.., Naya cried, felt pain in the heart, with the attitude of the husband, with the attitude of the husband,

For a moment Naya cried, her eyes were swollen, a cry of regret, which she did not want to repeat, if she could, then moved on, slowly walking closer to the kitchen, let her sit there and wait for her husband to come home.

An hour later, Dimas came home with a lot of groceries, then put it on the dinner table and clean it up, Naya was silent to see so many groceries, not to miss the spices are very complete, not to miss the seasonings are very complete, and Dimas tata in the fridge.

"What mask do you want now.?" tanya Dimas broke the silence, expelling it to the awkwardness that was suddenly present between the two of them.

Naya shook her head slowly. "What cooking.? I was confused." with his hoarse voice, Dimas turned to look intensely at the wife's face his eyes were as moist as they were crying, Dimas stood walking closer to Naya who was sitting.

Dimas touched his wife's face, looked her in the eyes, and Naya tried to avoid the husband's gaze. "Why are my dear eyes moist.? there's nothing at home.?" Dimas had not realized what was the reason for Naya crying, and Naya just shook her head.

"Darling to fall.?" dimas's gaze grew more intense, again Naya shook her head, Dimas was confused by the attitude of the wife, Naya again shed her tears her heart was still fragile, Dimas saw it was more and more confused, "Why the.? why just shut up.? don't confuse me.

Naya hugged Dimas, buried her face in her husband's chest and wept bitterly there, Dimas was astonished at her, "It's a pity not to cry, dear eyes are as clean as ever." Dimas stroked Naya's head gently lovingly.

After feeling quite satisfied with her cry Naya said despite stammering."Who's sorry, huh.? I don't mean you're mad, and I don't want to piss you off at me, hik.hik.hik.." Naya raised her head for a moment and buried back to where she was, Dimas was only aware of the incident that made her feel disappointed, annoyed, arrogant, accepting rejection from his wife, until now it still feels tight in the chest.

Dimas smiled faintly, he did not expect Naya would cry like that just because she was angry, behind the maturity of Naya there is a side where she is spoiled, and thirsty for affection.

"I'm the one who should be apologizing, baby,? has made you cry" Dimas cupped both hands on the cheek of the wife's puffer, looking at her black bead. "Don't cry anymore which, later the eyes are big, later the mother has a headache, I don't want the sick mother..!"

Dimas nodded reassuringly, "Yes dear.., I'm not angry anymore anyway, I'm also sorry for making love cry." cup.., cup.., Dimas kissed his wife's old forehead, made Naya close her eyes.

"Thank you who.?" Naya opened her eyes, and taking off the embrace, she prepared to cook. "I cook first, right.? are they going to come back this afternoon.?"

"Em..maybe yes.?" replied Dimas twitching his forehead.

"You have to cook a lot, right.?" fixed gaze.

"It can be." said Dimas while managing the shoulder.

"OK, I'll cook more, but whatever I want to cook, right.?" call Naya again.

"As much as you love, I'll eat." Dimas plays his eyes, "I help ya.?" while completing the pending task.

"If it's done, you take a break, let me cook myself," without looking at Dimas.

"Don't need any help.?" eyebrows raised.

Naya smiled faintly, "If I need anything, I will definitely call you dear,"

"Yes, I'm going to go to the room first, right.? be careful, if there's anything call me, ok baby.?" kissed the wife's head as she walked out of the room.

Soon Naya clock struggling with cooking, until finally finished, everything is ready at the table just arrange it neatly, abis wash perarabotan, immediately arrange the cuisine at the table, and, feeling pretty organized Naya looked at the time on her phone screen.

"A minute magrib, my goodness.., the darkness of this room, Dimas where the hell the lights have not been on in the light." Naya Gumam.

Trings..

With lights on in each room, Naya turned her head towards the one who walked up to her.

"Hem.., are you ready to eat, the fragrance..?" Dimas observed the dishes that had been arranged on the table.

"Have.!" answer Naya. "I guess baby sleeps.?"

"Not that I was working on something on the laptop." said Dimas, taking a drink from the dispenser.

"Oh," Naya rounded her mouth, Dimas kept the glass near the dispenser. "What a moment again magrib." turned towards the wife turned out to be no longer in place, he shook his head and pulled the corner of the lips smiling.

Dimas climbed the stairs to light the lamp on the second floor.

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