OJO NGONO MAS

Old Ontel Bike

After Oma rested, Sri went into the room. Lucky is still sleeping wandering into dreamland. Sri sat in a chair near the bed. Look at her husband's handsome face.

Oma's question was a little disturbing his mind. Impregnated. Sri had never thought about it. Moreover, his marriage only started from a deal with Lucky. That made him never think about the direction of his household goals.

Actually Sri still doubts the seriousness of Lucky. Although Lucky's attitude is as sweet as honey to him, but Lucky has never expressed his love to Sri.

The girl thought it was the style of an adult. No important love statement from oral. But by deeds, then all have displayed love itself.

In the depths of Sri's heart, Lucky actually wanted to express that love to her from her husband's own mouth. But Sri was embarrassed and afraid to ask. Fear of too many requests and too many rules. Sri always harbored that desire.

Honestly speaking. His heart was held by Lucky. The woman always put forward feelings from her logic. Moreover, Lucky has shown a sweet attitude. When Sri was willing to give up her body to Lucky, then the love was growing with time.

But what about Lucky? does he really feel the same? or just a responsibility as a husband? Sri took a long breath.

Lucky moved a wriggling motion and slowly opened his eyes. The first one he saw was his wife who was sitting while looking at him with a sweet smile.

"Hi. dear" he said with a hoarse voice and narrowed eyes.

Sri just smiled. His heart still holds many question marks for Lucky. But he didn't want to ruin the mood of this impromptu holiday.

"Why? hmm?"

Sri shook her head slowly. Said he was okay. But Lucky knew that Sri was thinking about something. Move up with his arms resting on the bed. Then he grabbed Sri's hand and pulled her to join him.

Sri obey. Lucky shifted a little to give Sri a place. The girl lay next to him. Lucky slid his hand under the head. Giving her hand as a pillow. Clutching tightly the body of Sri who was lying on her back.

"What's wrong? You think of anything? hmm?"

Lucky sniffed Sri's back nape. Inhaling Sri's fragrant body scent and hair. Sri just shook her head slowly.

"Don't lie. I see you're thinking something. Is it not hard here? we can go home soon"

"Ndak kok mas. Sri likes it here" replied Sri Lirih.

"Hmmm"

Lucky kisses Sri's earlobe gently. Makes the girl squirm amusedly.

"What did Mom say to you?" Lucky whispered while continuing to kiss Sri's ear.

"Ouch. geli mase" Sri kinda put her shoulder to Lucky's stop. "Oma Ndak said nothing"

"liks. Must be Oma saying I'm handsome, right?"

Heeded Sri's request to stop. But instead licked Sri's ear again. Sri shuddered and pressed her shoulders to her ears.

"Lebay Mase's! where does Oma say that. In fact Oma said Mase was naughty" Sri pinched a small Lucky hand that wrapped around her waist.

"Hehe, you're finally talking"

"Isshh. Don't be so. Amused loh.."

Sri pushed Lucky's body backwards. In order not to get too attached to his back. Lucky can stop. There he even held Sri tighter. His naughty hands had already entered behind Sri's clothes. He made the girl suddenly twitch.

Lucky's finger moved nimbly touching the tip of his chest. Move slowly at the top and swipe gently.

"I'm not naughty. They're the ones who always bother me, baby. So I beat you up" without stopping his finger action.

"That's the same as mas. mmhh"

Sri pulls Lucky's hand. But nil. The big finger even flanked the top of his chest gently.

"They're naughty darling"

Lucky turned Sri's body suddenly. Now their eyes meet. Lucky puts Sri's shirt up. Opening access is easier. The top of the mountain was poking with Lucky's finger between them.

"Hmmm .. look how high this mountain top is"

Lucky topic has run the course. Now look at Sri's chest and memi lin gently. He made her eyes embarrassed. Slowly Lucky lowered his head. Menji Lat tip pinky who has upright defiant. Then he looked up at Sri again.

Looking at his wife's face that had been splattered red with her eyes closed, Lucky smiled victoriously. Easily melt sri. Back to wash the pinky tip with prank. Sri squeezed Lucky's hand tightly.

His mouth was busy mengu moss and suck, while the other hand did not want to stay still. Pull and memi Lin occasionally. Sri is struggling. Lucky can always burn it with heat throughout the body.

Sri groaned favorably with a soft voice. Making Lucky even more excited to hear Sri's moans louder. Little bit until Sri pulled Lucky's hair to stop. But the pull even more pulled the tip of his chest makes Sri grimace pain.

Lucky took his lips off of it. Looking at his wife Sayu.

"Darling, want another new sensation?" whispered friendly.

Sri opened her eyes fretting. Sensation what? they're at Oma's house. If Lucky is reckless with his new sensation, the roof of Oma's house can shake violently due to the screams of the two of them.

"Ojo macem - macem loh Mase. We're at Oma's house" Sri warned.

"Where is mas?"

Lucky did not answer. Get out of bed and pull Sri to follow him. In a hurry to fix his clothes that are already morat-marit. Get out of the room and head to the kitchen. Meet with Nirah.

"Bu Nirah, where is Edi?"

"There's behind master" replied Nirah bowing respectfully.

Lucky immediately came out of the kitchen through the back door. It looks like Mr. Edi is busy watering the ginger plant.

"Sir Edi!"

The middle-aged man looked at Lucky. Immediately put the bucket and dipper, then immediately approached Lucky.

"Yes sir" bowed respectfully.

""Where's Ed's bike?"

"Bicycle?" mr. Edi frowned. "There's sir. But where is Mr Lucky going?"

"I borrow it first. Take an afternoon walk" Lucky replied.

"Oh yes sir. I'll take it a minute"

Edi went to get his bike. Sri pulls Lucky's hand for the man to look at her.

"Where are we going Mase?"

"Just calm. Guaranteed you like" Lucky pinched Sri's chin. "I want you to groan there" he whispered.

"Ihh... What the fuck is Mase!"

Sri hits Lucky's arm. Feeling angry with her husband's vulgar words earlier. Lucky just chuckled happily. Mr. Edi came by his ontel bike. Park it right in front of them.

"This is the bike master"

Lucky gets on the bike. Staring at Sri and moving her head pointed at the boncer behind the bike. Ask Sri to quickly go up. But Sri is hesitating. The old bike looks unbalanced with the load to be borne.

The old ontel bike and Lucky's stocky body, made Sri cringe to climb into the bonfire. He felt that the bike would definitely be bent if added to the burden of his body.

"Ndak ah mas. Ntar sepedane dents" Sri refused.

"Hehehe. don't be afraid, miss. The bike is safe" Edi chuckled at Sri's fear.

"Let's go, baby, get on"

Lucky seemed impatient to want Sri to go up soon. But Sri was still doubtful.

"The strong truth, pakne?" Sri saw Edi to convince him.

"At miss's guarantee" Mr. Edi smiled

Somewhat afraid of Sri stepping her feet. Ride to the bicycle. Strong saver Lucky T-shirt. Soon Lucky is ready to pedal his bike leaving Oma's house.

Sri closed her eyes in fear. There was some noise somewhere on the bike when Lucky started on the first one.

"Mase! be careful!" Sri shivering.

"Yes dear. Don't noise. Later be found out Oma"

Lucky seemed to have trouble pedaling a bike that felt heavy. It made Sri feel almost faint in fear. The handlebars swayed and swerved left and right as Lucky tried to find balance.

"Mase can ride Ndak's bike anyway maaaasss.." Sri hit Lucky's back so worried.

"Ck. shut up Sri. Or Oma will catch us" Lucky spoke with slight annoyance at Sri's noise behind him.

Oma never liked it when Lucky rode the bike. Because Lucky always falls when riding a bike. Lucky had a hard time pedaling his foot on the bike pedal. I don't know why it's always been his weakness. His feet feel stiff when paddling.

Slowly, Lucky began to strike a perfect balance. Can pedal the pedal smoothly. But as soon as they reached the front yard, the two of them were startled as Oma shouted out loud with her distinctive vibrating voice.

"Lucky!! just stop!! where are you taking my son-in-law! brash grandson! you'll drop my son-in-law later!! stop..."

But with a nimble Lucky pedaled even tighter while answering Oma with a shout as well.

"Calm Omaaa... My wife won't.."

"Heeeyyy.. berentiii!!"

Eventually Oma could only cope with the departure of the increasingly distant bicycle. Furious and anxious to see Lucky taking Sri by bicycle.