One Roof With Maduku

SARWENDA NGAMUK

The sun has begun to peek behind the clouds. Embarrassed his rays pierced through the cloud clumps. The thick blanket began to unfold between two people who drooped over the contest. Two people who are still innocent on a soft mattress in the box room. Both are still wriggling to the rhythm that forms the friction of the soul. Violin games with a rhythm back and forth cause a voice of complaint that cannot be interpreted. Until feeling tired lapsed limp with a satisfied smile between the two.

" Oh, it's bright! Hurry up and hurry out of my room." whispered Rosiana in Wardhana's ear.

" All right! Give me a kiss before I move!" wardhana said as she brought her face closer to Rosiana's.

Rosiana began to give her gentle kiss on Wardhana's lips. But Wardhana again scooped Rosiana's lips until the long kiss occurred. The struggle finally happened again. Wardhana regained control of Rosiana's body to form a loaf of bread stacked in two. In the middle with a melted and splattered cheese topping. Erotic movements are re-created. The rhythm of the friction of the violin also causes a distinctive sound in the ear. It almost gives a goosebump if one hears its screams.

Suddenly the sound of knocking on the door of the room began to resuscitate them. Wardhana was stunned for an instant as did the bolt that escaped from its hook. His eyes began to stare towards Rosiana. Panic arose between the two, looked at each other and hurriedly put on their own clothes.

The sound of knocking on the door and the call started to echo loudly. As if rebelling could not contain the turmoil of anger. The noise was heard by more than one person. One familiar voice began to panic Wardhana.

Finally the door was opened by force because Sarwenda was helped by the security guard of Sarwenda's residence. A sharp and angry gaze stared at the two humans who had made love. Santi's mother stood not far from the anger Sarwenda who had glared at his eyes like he was going to come out. The house security guard just shuddered in horror because he had to watch the show. Watching Mr. Wardhana and Rosiana in one room. Wardhana's still bare-chested. While Rosiana already wore her negligee but without using her bra.

" People don't know in profit! How dare you commit adultery in my house?" sarwenda shouted while throwing things nearby. Throw them at Wardhana and Rosiana.

Wardhana protects Rosiana with her burly body. It made Sarwenda rise in blood. Sarwenda stepped up to grab Rosiana's still unraveling hair. The hair was pulled out of that room. Wardhana tries to break up and protect Rosiana because Wardhana realizes Rosiana is pregnant with her child. Wardhana doesn't want anything to happen to his young wife.

" What? You want to protect this woman? You're both disgusting! Get you out of my house. Lift your feet from here and don't bring my belongings." cried Sarwenda without minding some of his aides witnessed the excitement that morning.

" Sarvenda! I can explain everything to you, baby! Please take Rosiana's hair off!" wardhana said pleading.

" What? At a time like this, can you find an excuse? I caught you doing disgusting things in this room. Then what will you explain! Wardhana!!" sarwenda said in a loud voice shaking the room.

" Sarvenda! Listen to me, baby! Sarvenda!!" said Wardhana hard.

" Yes! Wake up! Wake mas! What's up! I'm here, baby!" sarwenda said as she hugged her husband tightly and then kissed his head gently.

Wardhana. Wardhana sits on top of the vast room. Next to her was Sarwenda gently hugging her after giving her water.

" What dream are you? Until I call my name?" ask Sarwenda to panic.

" Eh me. I I'm afraid of losing you, baby! Don't you ever leave me, baby!" Wardhana's answer began to collect his life.

Sarwenda smiled at how much her husband loved her so much that she was so afraid of losing herself that she was carried away in a dream.

" Sarwenda dear! You must be healthy always, baby! I don't want you to get sick!" wardhana said softly. Soft and soft like a cake.

" Yes, baby! I'm already recovering. Slowly my illness will heal, baby! The therapist will come to treat me again, baby!" sarwenda said as she tightened her arms to Wardhana.

"Sarwenda, I'm grateful to be your husband, baby!" said Wardhana again to make adem like ice cream.

" I'm also, baby! I'm also lucky to have a husband like you!" sahut Sarwenda looking up at Wardhana. Wardhana finally gave her a warm kiss.

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