Not Ordinary Slant

Fifty Four

There was a surprise on the first day Rafis and Agya moved into their house. Rafis deliberately held a small thanksgiving by inviting the nuclear family only. Eat, talk and pray for each other. That'sthat's all.

Those joking moments that a sedan car into the yard and parked there. Everyone present of course memorized the luxury vehicle, especially Agya who docked directly towards Rafis and took a worried arm.

Rafis rubbed the back of Agya's hand, then smiled soothingly. "It's okay. I invited it."

Agya's reaction seemed unacceptable, especially Gio who had already stepped forward towards the door. From the silver sedan car came Rafka, Alika, a woman who was pregnant and two small children. One carried Rafka and the other one was bigger in Alika's gang.

"Assalamualaik."

The atmosphere felt awkward. However, Rafis moved from his seat to welcome the arrival of the small family. "Getishalight."

Rafis stood by the door, then patted the shoulder of Gio who was standing nearby. Then, politely let Rafka and the family in.

"Come in, Mom."

Rafka appears to bow his head more often, as well as others. Then, he sat down on the sofa, without speaking.

There are some things he has to finish today and everything needs to be mental. First, Rafka gathered in front of Mr. Bastian and apologized to Agya's father. He regretted taking advantage of Bastian's circumstances for his ambition.

Bastian with compassion forgives. The authoritative man wisely took the wisdom of all. He even pulled Rafka's body to stand up and sit back on the sofa.

In addition to Bastian, of course Rafka also apologized to Yulia and Diana, the mother of Agya and Rafis. Too many people he fooled.

"Sorry of course we give. If you forget, I hope you can slow down."

Rafka nodded in understanding hearing Bastian's words. His head is still down. Beside him was his wife who was holding his hand, trying to strengthen.

"I'm sorry, I'm Agya. I don't deserve your forgiveness, but let me say sorry."

Agya again grabbed the arm of Rafis who was sitting beside her. Then, looked at Rafis' face as the husband rubbed the back of his hand. It should be, not only that he was injured, but Rafis as well. However, the man looked very mature.

The atmosphere was silent as no one spoke, including Gio. Although the young man was still very angry, but he also had no right to obstruct the goodwill of people to apologize.

Forgiveness is not easy. There is a sincere element, the highest science, in it. However, the courage to apologize is also not something that can be underestimated.

"I'm .. I'm sorry," said Agya finally, restrained.

Everyone smiled with relief, and was proud. Actually, it's not for the sake of the apologist, but for the sake of Agya's heart. At least, now the heart is no longer inserted angry and vengeful.

"Alhamdulillah." Alika rubbed her happy face. He knew things would not go back like all, but at least, they were no longer always haunted by a sense of selflessness. "Thank you, Agya."

"Thank you" said Rafka with his head bowed. "After this, we will go abroad. May you always be happy."

"Mass?"

Rafka lifted her face, upon hearing calling out to him like he used to. Then, looked at his adoptive father's son. "Have you met Om Haris? Meet him first."

I don't know what Rafis is planning, which is clear Rafka can find sincerity there. He stood up and hugged the young man as before. "Sorry, Zan. Sorry for me."

Rafish smiled as usual. The smiling young man simply patted Rafka on the shoulder a few times. Then, release his embrace. "I'm sorry for challenging you, too."

For the first time, Rafka finally smiled. He immediately intended to leave and refused the invitation to have lunch together. He knows himself enough.

Alika stood up and hugged Rafis. The exotic woman's cry had broken and Rafis actually teased her so as not to cry anymore.

"Same the same style tomboy."

Alika hits Rafis' arm when she hears the mockery. Then, casually, Rafis hugged the woman again while chuckling.

They did not know, there were eyes that were already rounded in shock with boiling blood staring at them.

***

Two of Rafis' house assistants were cleaning the kitchen when Agya came to help. "No need, Ma'am. Let us just."

"It's okay, Bi. I'm not sleepy either."

Rafis who heard the dialogue looked at his wife gratefully. He could not imagine, what if yesterday he really lost Agya.

Seeing Agya start to engage in a cool conversation with her domestic assistant, Rafis decides to head to the study. There are some projects that were delayed due to turmoil of his heart yesterday and now he will steal time to finish it.

Yeah, steal time. But he was there until midnight. He did not know the wife waiting in the room had pursed her lips, ready to sulk.

Agya pulled a pillow under her head, then slammed it into the bed. Just a few days married have been left to sleep alone like this.

Agya got up, then headed for the closet. As a victim of world cinema, Agya pulls out Rafis' white shirt and wears it. Then, take off her hair tie, then grin.

He walked out of the room. Luckily the house was deserted, so he could freely approach Rafis to his study with clothes.

Crews!

The door of the workspace is open. Rafis, who wears reading glasses by sitting on a single sofa with legs crossed, looks turned and surprised when he saw Agya popping his head on the door leaf. He completely forgot, if he had a wife.

"Eh? Agiah. Not sleeping?" Rafis moved the laptop on his lap onto the table, then lowered his legs. There were papers on the table as well.

Agya stepped in and closed the door back without a sound. Meanwhile, Rafis looked stunned by the appearance of his wife.

Just by wearing a white shirt and black hot pant alone can make Rafis not blink. What else with hair draped like that successfully makes Rafis follow every move Agya by gulping saliva.

When Rafis was about to stand up, Agya actually held his chest, then chose to sit on the lap of Rafis and look at each other. Arg's!

Of course Rafis smiled sweetly. His chest was pounding uncharacteristically. Especially when Agya with a slow motion open the reading glasses, then put it on the laptop. Then, taking off one by one the buttons of Rafis's shirt, then tracing the young man's chest with his fingers, until it went up to his face and stopped on his lips.

Slowly Agya brought their faces closer, and then without any cue dipped softly on Rafis' lips. Just for a while, but able to make Rafis's breath sting. His eyes began to unfocus. His eyes only kept on Agya's wet lips.

Agya smiled obliquely, then once again melu*t lips Rafis. This time it was longer and more demanding. Of course Rafis is happy to compensate. He hugged Agya's waist, until a swipe down there, made him burn even more.

Agya let go of her kiss again when Rafis was not satisfied, making the young man look at her in disappointment. Then, with a gentle movement rubbed the lips of Rafis who was wet by his act.

"Darling ...." Rafis' voice sounded hoarse. He tried to continue the service, but Agya did not allow it. The woman who is not talking much, tonight wants to dominate.

Rafis gulped his saliva again. This time he even closed his eyes, as he felt Agya's hips sway. The longer, the deeper.

"Gya ... I ..." Rafis' speech is not finished. He opened his eyes again and looked at Agya full of supplications. His little friend was no longer able to compromise.

Agya smiled, then lowered his hands down and once again Rafis groaned as his wife's clawed fingers played there. This time he even bit his lower lip.

Rafis who could not stand it anymore, immediately pressed the nape of Agya and again sipped the sweet sensation earlier. His hands are now guerrilla infiltrated into Agya's shirt. Do whatever he wants. Enjoying the sensation of his own actions. However, the movement of her hands came to a halt as Agya pushed her chest slowly. Then, rub the sweat on the temple of Rafis and say affectionately.

"Shower there! Your body's the former embrace of another girl."

After saying the sadistic sentence, Agya got up from his seat and left Rafis who was almost crying.

***

Don't exemplify! Sin, this is sin!

Challenge finished.

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Yuk! Move on from Berondong. Instead of the uncertain direction of the direction of other novels, I have a very good novel recommendation for you. Don't forget to leave a trail there, yeah ....