ONE ENOUGH

CHAPTER 4: THE MOTH

He stood up and walked towards the room. Picking up his wallet, then took out the black card he used to pay for the small, limited-edition, new bag.

"Now, let's just hold it. The price of the bag was a'a status owed ya equally delicious, when there is windfall a'a change." Gilang put a card on the Gita.

"Ih. a'a what the hell. That's our money. Make a wedding event also must be a lot of leftovers. All debt..." Answer the Gita gently.

"Yes that was a'a so so an that would payin eneng. Though just a button of his former mother's speech just plain." Grinning to his wife.

"That's it to the fishing line. Should ya'a better than Baskoro?" Gemes Gita on Gilang who has put his head on Gita's thigh.

"Not the Baskoronya, but his mother's face was the one that wanted to ngetawain eneng, if out without bringing anything. A'a don't want to enjoy kayaking in the Baskoro family's lecehin." Cross Reasons.

"That's his mother...?" gita said again.

"Kan mami said.. Doesn't that mean mother?" Gilang labih plain from Gita turns out, always think positive in others.

"Kata Baskoro was, mami met big." Answer the Gita repeating the word Baskoro.

"So...?"

"Where do you know, what does it mean."

"Eneng never knew his parents?"

"Everything. But as you remember, that's not his face."

"Has his father married again?" Gilang kepo maximum.

"You know it too."

"But it was so friendly anyway, the time of the stepmother." Gilang insisted on searching for the truth that they themselves did not understand.

"His order ah. Why do we go to them. Next time don't do it', go shopping. He said he wanted to go to college again, cool also had to be frugal. But once you see an ex, you don't want to lose." Cibir Gita on Gilang who apparently did not want to lose, even just the same ex-Gita.

"Ga to the fishing line anyway. Just a'a ain't gonna want to look lost to that family alone." Saying Gilang slowly.

"Sorry a'a. Since the break up, I have also won times. It is porotinized by Baskoro. So, even though you did not buy the bag earlier already won, if it is a competition."

"Neng doesn't love her, does she?" tanya Gilang shifted the topic.

"Yes pampuuun .. use ask again. A'a won everywhere. You still ask me about feeling good?" Lotot Gita on Gilang who seemed to doubt his love.

"Sorry my dear wife. It doesn't matter how much we talk about the ex. I got this one." Hus... Gilang hands play while sitting on his head, nyungsep in the swamp iting iting that squeezed.

"Hand .. hand. Please condition. Or do you want her thighs stretched?" Heeiii Gita one server yes Kevin, their brain consists of the same cell, derived from Diendra kayaknya. The Mesyum cap Mahesa.

"Where is neng?"

"What?"

"You charge the price of the bag, but not personal money. Don't ask for rations, how does it feel like life is not so if ga, night sports." Kekeh Gilang flipped his body and raised his head towards Gita.

"Ga to mode. Pake reason narik retribution ration. Did kitchen shopping give up my mom's groceries yesterday, did not take the tax?" The Gita is more intelligent to give ideas, for reasons they will wade through the ocean of love tonight.

"Yes. Why focus on that little bag. Though a'a had time to pegel pas move the groceries to the car." Kekeh Gilang joking.

"Well, that's all pegel. Very bad." Intentionally Gita created a cross.

"Payaaah?. who used to ask for forgiveness? if it's mashed, huh?" Gilang had already encapsulated Gita's head into his chest.

"Ha.haa. Yes, ready to be wrong." Kekeh Gita who has not had time to laugh perfectly, because his lips have been attacked by Gilang with a slow rhythm.

"A. in the room."

"Try on the couch dong. There's no Inah's bi." Where they had moved, Gita's chest was exposed to the extent. Only black cloth left there. It has also sagged, with the stuffing spilled out by Gilang. Ready at sip.

That's how nice the newlyweds who live in their own home are. Let it not matter who takes the rice. Want to make love wherever you like, no one will frown, jealous anything else stomps your feet.

There was precisely another Gita, who was stomped violently, by Gilang.

Waw... Gilang seems to have some lovemaking style references. Not in the classic style anymore. Gita was hesitant, the feet want to be brought where, choose obedient course the paksu want to make where the direction.

According to Gita, I want to. Yes, the central step is also the final goal. Until the two reached the top, Gilang kissed Gita's forehead with affection.

"A'a. A'a faithfulness is enough." Answer the classic Gita.

"Tomorrow...? loyal capital is enough to be a sweet husband. Don't need any more money?" telisik Gilang.

"Yes faithfully ga loves another woman selein eneng. Faithful to the living born enough inner. Faithful to obey all the whims so deh a'..." Kekeh Gita raced Gilang.

"Yeah it's the same thing.need money neng."

"Yes iyalaaah. The period of love doang. Eat it love." Ledek Gita laughed.

"Neng. a'a laki was buying a lot of flour. Make what?'"

"Yes.neng wants to learn to make snacks. Pas bebersih bi Inah, said he pinter for cake."

"Oh.. What kind of cake is that?"

"She can make a doughnut cake that's so soft."

"Donat... who is in the middle of it?" ask Gila again to Gita.

"Yes A'a."

"Hmm.. neng knows why donuts are the middle?"

"Why?" wonder Gita.

"Because the middle is intact, only A'a's heart makes a sweet." yaaa kumat deh Gombalya Gilang.

"Eehhh. Gombalin woofs."

"Kangen too. Used to love gombalin girlfriend, now gombalin wife.times in love hole again."

"Saru.. ah." Kekeh Gita was happy.

"A'aaa yank."

"What bebebph." Kiss Gilang anxious on Gita's lips.

"A'a and the enema is rich in margarine as well as hot pans huh.." sighed Gita.

"Why?"

"Too deket deket make the sweet melt." Gita covered her face with her two embarrassed hands.

"Hahaaa. can be a wife." Gilang transported the still-unclothed body to the room.

"Why go to bed again. Bathroom dong a'. It's night, take a break." Pinta Gita swerved into the wall clock already past 11.

"Ooh can't. 'cause the body's all cuddly like flag milk."

"What the hell else?"

"Always good until the last drop of neng." Recorded again in the body of the wife who already contains heroin it.

"A'aaa. Never failed to make me love more." Praise Gita who has started to rejuvenate get a bonus that night.

Seriate...

Hii readers have you called the others blom niih?

Let's get denser, tight in this stall..

The field is still empty here.

Coffee cups are still barren

The rose garden is also blom much

Hayuuuk.