Perfect Son-in-law

Perfect Son-in-law
Morning Surprise



A pair of eyes opened slowly and then gnashed, trying to restore consciousness. A grey ceiling with heart-shaped chandeliers was the first thing he caught.


None other than Glo. The girl tried to get up. Moving part by part of his body that somehow suddenly felt crumpled. His distinctive damp face waking up grimaced painfully. “Aww! My body!” groaning when he managed to sit the body although not perfect.


The next second, the world seemed to be pecking and time seemed to stop. Glo had just realized his unusual state of being. The smooth body is only covered with a thin cloth right from the chest to the middle of the thigh. If the cloth was exposed, it would obviously have looked like a skinned chicken. His eyes widened, followed by his mouth also gaping.


Slowly and stiffly, his head he turned to the bottom of the sofa he now occupied. There's someone there.


The ocean! Just like him, the man fell asleep face down with a plain body without clothes even a strand.


Their clothes were scattered here and there.


Glo shut his mouth realizing what had happened between him and the man. His mind then floated on the incident last night which was the reason why it ended as it is now.


One by one the images crossed his mind.


Starting from he sang without burden, sipped cans after cans of beer without thinking, to cry in the arms of the Ocean, then again spent the cans of the drink until forgot the amount.


Glo remembered, he drank while raving about the grievances of his life in the Ocean. Laugh, cry like a fool again. The ocean continued to give him tranquility, although the man also began to get drunk.


The two stared at each other in a state of Glo that was still in tears. The ocean gave a few motivational sentences in a small, hoarse voice like an old-fashioned sage. In reality, the man is equally insane.


Until then a strange feeling suddenly rippled to each other. A sense of unity heated up their bodies because of a position that was quite intimate. The ocean scooped Glo's face and then kissed his lips from just a touch of ordinary thin, until it sank deeper and gradually more wild.


Glo could not resist even if he tried in the remaining third of his consciousness. The feeling of heat due to the effects of alcohol on his body, demanded far and more forcefully pushed to come along to compensate for what the Ocean had started.


Strands by strands of fashion were pulled and thrown anywhere by the Ocean.


Glo even lowered his own bra as Ocean played in the section. It's lying in a cradle. Looking up at the ease while squeezing the long hair that is curled playing tongue at the base of his skin that is without blemish.


The madness eventually occurred over a long couch in the television room with music still resonating without a song. The discordant yet burning sounds of passion occurred throughout the night. Wrestling in clutches to each other.


They fell asleep almost in the morning. And at this moment, Glo felt [other than] the whole body crumbling, his feelings began to mix.


Unable to think, the girl got up. He picked up one by one his clothes then ran towards the room to wear them there.


After being complete and tied his hair neatly, gushed all his belongings he packed into a bag. Glo thought, he had to leave the workshop before Samudra woke up and realized what was going on between him and the man last night.


For a moment Glo was silent as he closed his eyes. The medium bag contained several strands of clothing hugged tightly in front of the chest. The next moment he came out with quick steps.


The ocean is still in the same position. Glo threw away an uncomfortable face looking at the sight.


Huge footsteps swung him towards the main door of the workshop.


But just when the key is successfully played ....


“SAMUDRA!”


BRACKET!


The door was pushed hard from the outside.


A woman was already standing in front of him with her hands floating about to bang.


Glo and the woman's gaze met and then widened at each other.


“Who are you?!” She is Lussi-the former lover of the Ocean.


Without waiting for Glo's reply, Lussi barged in and crashed into Glo's left arm violently. “Samudra!” He came back screaming.


Glo who felt that he had gotten a gap, left quickly after taking a quick look inside.


He did not want to interfere in the affairs of the crisis couple. Even though he himself is actually in a crisis.


Inside the workshop.


“SAM!”


Lussi's yelling into all that finally managed to wake the Ocean.


“Good to you, yes! Yesterday broke the engagement I pretended to be hurt, and now just lightly sleep with jal4ng!”


The ocean lifted itself up and sat down. “What the hell are you?!” the hardic.


Lussi stammered looking at the plain appearance of the man.


A lump of saliva swallowed hard to be pushed into the esophagus.


“Sial!” he was in his heart and threw away his face.


Another Ocean who had just realized his current position and bu9il display, the man glared in astonishment after successfully gathering his memories of last night's events. “Glo!” he recalled and realized that the girl was no longer there. His head then shrieked to and fro looking for where the strands of clothes he wore last night.


“You're nyari Jal4ng that?” Lussi asked the sarcasm. “He's gone!”


The news that Lussi delivered jerked the Ocean. “Go? Where?” his tanaya looked up with wide eyes looking at the woman.


“Out this workshop. Bring the gedenya bag.”


Without waiting and sticking anything else, the pants and t-shirts that had been holding the Ocean spring wear. After that he ran out no matter the shrill voice of Lussi echoing to him.


“Samudra bajingaaaan!”


The surrounding gazes highlighted it with astonishment, The ocean did not care. He continued to run after Glo who was no longer visible. But he was sure the girl was still in the same area and not far away.


Then sure enough, at a distance of several meters blocked the portal of the road divider, Glo was standing with a fretful look.


The Ocean Spring ran up to him without a care for the train that would pass in a moment.


“Glo!” call him screaming


Glo jumped not a bitch.


Just after the head of the carriage passed the position where it stood, the Ocean plunged itself tightly into it.


“I'm sorry," Samudra regretted. “I'm definitely in charge.”


Instead of being calm, the man's statement made Glo seem suffocated. There was no word he could utter even a speck. His tongue suddenly fell. “Tuhaaan!” the scream, but in my heart. Crying stifled and without a sound on his chest.


But the Ocean could feel Glo's body shaking. He knew the girl was starting to cry. Guilt is getting into the chest. Tightened hugs while continuing to mess up sorry sentences.


At the same time, a luxury car stopped exactly two meters near them. The door shifted open, then someone dressed formally came out quickly from it.


“Nona Glorien, are you okay?!”