ON PAUSE!!!

A Gift for a Prospective In-Law

Anin sat down with a feeling of uneasiness and unease. How could he calm down, if the one-boiled widower continued to stare at him with an intense gaze. Yoga itself why not return, but ten minutes have passed since the lover was permission to receive a call.

"Why nervous like that?" the heavy and slightly hoarse voice of course surprised Anin who had been looking at the room that became the place where Yoga passed.

Astagfirullah..

"No, no, no, om." Anin chose to duck while re-mas her tiny fingers.

Wira smiled, of course he realized the girl was nervous about him. In the lyrics of the living room where his son passed. Feeling safe, Wira immediately moved from her place and sat back right next to Anin.

The existence of the Hero who suddenly sat beside her certainly made Anin gasp in shock.

"Sstt.. Do not be noisy, later Yoga tau." said Wira in a soft voice while sticking an index finger in front of her lips.

Anin swallowed with difficulty. The distance of the Hero to him is very close, so that Anin can only sculpt.

"Of... What's your ma?" Anin tried to keep her distance by shifting her body, but she was made to jerk as a hand coiled around her waist.

"Of! Don't fuck around!" sentak Anin, but Wira immediately shut Anin's mouth using her right hand. The distance between the two seemed to be getting more intimate.

"Don't be noisy if you don't want your lover to see us in this position." threatened Wira with a soft voice.

Anin immediately fell silent, of course he did not want if until Yoga caught him in this state, Anin was afraid Yoga would misunderstand him. And doubtfully Anin nodded.

Wira smiled with satisfaction, it turned out that this girl in front of him was very easy to be threatened. Then the hero releases his hand. However, his thumb was even stroking Anin's lower lip sensually.

Again and again Anin was made to flinch by the indecent deeds of the Hero. He did not expect Papa Yoga would be disrespectful to him.

"Please! Don't be so rude!" anin half-shouted.

Instead of feeling guilty, Wira instead showed her mysterious grin. "Whatever I want will soon be mine" he said slowly but coldly.

Then Wira moved back to where she was when she found her son had returned from a distance.

"Sorry yes, there was a call from my friend" said Yoga felt bad for his girlfriend, as well as his Papa.

"It's okay, Papa's happy to talk to this beautiful girl." The hero answered so casually. But behind his words there is a message.

Anin herself just fell silent, she was still shocked by the actions of the Wira who was not wearing a moment ago.

"Darling, what's wrong with you?" asked Wira when she found Anin just silently bowed.

Anin. "ee... I'm not pa-pa, Mom."

"Thank God, what I think is going on. If there's anything to say to me, don't do it, understand?"

Anin only responded with a slow nod, he still did not dare to look at the Hero, let it be if Yoga considers him disrespectful. While Wira just stared flatly at Anin because she did not like Anin calling her son 'Mas'

"Oh yeah, Pa. It's for Papa." Yoga handed him a small paper bag containing the watch he bought earlier this afternoon.

The hero turned his gaze to the paper bag outstretched before him, then grabbed it with a happy expression, even though in his heart Wira felt very arrogant. The hero does not understand what is going on with his heart and body. Since first seeing the girl who was introduced as her son's lover, Wira immediately fell in love and wanted to have it. Though before a lot of women in line want to be married by him, but none of them succeeded in replacing the late wife in his heart. Is it because of the eyelids?

"Pa, how about daydreaming?" ask Yoga.

"Oh yeah, you're welcome, Pa. I hope you like it, yes. Sorry Yoga buy cheap, because Yoga savings not much hehe."

"No pa-pa, want cheap or expensive, the most important can be used" he replied wisely. So that makes Yoga smile more happy, as well as Anin who slightly tilts her lips.

"Oh yeah, Pa. There is one more." said Yoga, then glanced at Anin who was also glancing at him.

With the code of his eyebrow movements, Yoga invites Anin to give the gift that Anin wants to give to his Papa. A nervous feeling suddenly approached Anin again. But with as much as possible Anin behaved as calmly as possible so that Yoga did not realize his nervousness.

"i-this, um. I-hopefully like it." said Anin nervously, her hand to tremble when extending her paper bag.

Another with Wira, his lips immediately smiled happily with his natural, on the sidelines taking his paper bag, Wira stole another opportunity to stroke the back of Anin's hand.

Astagfirullah.. Looks like I should be home soon..

"Thank you very much, but don't bother. With your arrival, you're already very happy."

Yoga smiles happily, he is happy his Papa likes Anin, it means he will not be difficult to get the blessing of his Papa. While at this time Anin's mind was everywhere, Anin certainly understood what the meaning of speech from Wira.

"Anin's a good girl, Pa. Of course Papa will immediately like him." said Yoga praised his lover.

"Yes, Papa really likes it." continued Wira by looking deeply at Anin.

"Mmmm, Mom. Looks like I should be home soon. I'm afraid you're waiting for me at home."

Honestly, Yoga still wants to be with Anin, but because Yoga knows Anin only lives alone with her mother, so Yoga immediately agreed because of course her mother Anin alone in her home. Moreover, Anin lives around citizens who are still thinking of collot, which is where a girl should not roam the nights let alone not to go home.

"Yes, already. If that's how good it used to be with Papa."

Anin hesitantly looked at Wira who was also looking at her with a puzzling look.

"Om, Anin came home. The terimaksih has allowed Anin to visit. May it be healthy always."

Unreservedly the hero nodded his head. "I'm happy, thank you for the gift too, come by sometime. Om wait."

Anin just nodded her head, I don't know.it seemed like she would no longer dare to enter this palace, which was now like a lion's den. Even more dangerous than the king of the forest.

"It's Anin's Yoga Anin, yeah, Pa. Yoga also seems to go straight to the apartment."

"Yes, already. Careful, yeah. Don't mention it." the message.

Yoga frowned, his Papa feeling never said like that every time he was going to leave, notwithstanding. However, Yoga chose to ignore it. Maybe her Papa is a little bit starting to show her attention.

"Yes, Pa. We go yes. Come on, baby." Yoga directly embraces Anin which certainly makes the Hero hot.

"First, om. Excuse me." The hero just nodded. Yoga and Anin left the room.

Wira sat back and grabbed the gift from Anin, Wira opened it and smiled happily when she found a maroon-red tie, which was indeed her favorite color.

Shortly thereafter, the sound of a car moving away. Then Wira revealed her mysterious smile. "You'll be mine, Anin!"