Pluviophille Love Story's

Chapter 24's

“Hahhh, so tired” I removed the sweat that filled his forehead, he smiled warmly and spread himself towards me.

“You want to drink iced tea?” bargained.

“No, you're here aja” he replied as he hugged me like a koala boy.

I stroked his gentle mane, Mas Panji is the type of person who always pays attention to appearance, no wonder if he always looks handsome and charming.

I was so afraid that he would turn away, especially if we looked at the foundation of our relationship without love.

“Against what?” he asked as he looked up, I looked down at him briefly but did not dare to look at him any longer, afraid of drowning in his sweeping gaze.

“Thinking about us” my softness, he took off his embrace and straightened his body until it was back on par with me.

“This time what is your concern?” I looked back at him, he held my hand as if afraid I would fall alone, always like this, when I was back to having doubts about our relationship.

“Naya?” call him again when I just silently look at him.

“I don't know Mas, too much that I've authorized my honest”, he sighed and leaned his body on our living room couch.

Now I realize that I picked the wrong topic when we were exhausted after cleaning our new house.

“I took a drink first yes Mas” suggested me to avoid it, but just about to stand his hand check holding me, one time jolt I was already in his lap.

Our close distance made my heart unprepared with this sudden movement.

“What can I do to make all your anxiety disappear?” she said slowly, but unfortunately I focused on her seductive lips.

Cup

My eyes widened due to his sudden attack.

“Why? I'm not wrong to kiss my own wife”

“Nggk” my great-grandson, my face is warming up, it must be the red hue of the damned to appear again, I try to get up and leave in front of Mas Panji as soon as possible.

But he tightened his trap on me, so that I could only surrender when he smiled ignorantly for thwarting my escape.

“We just live this household Nay, I can't promise anything other than trying my hardest to make you happy, my wife” he said with a look at me who was also staring at him, again I was full, I was sad, although it was not the love he said but his concern for me was able to grow flowers in my heart.

Slowly but surely, Mas Panji brought his face closer to me, my eyes closed automatically, according to my instincts, something will happen at this time and whatever it is I will not run away from my obligations as his wife.

No longer a kiss, his tongue trying to break through my mouth, again following instinct, I opened my mouth to let him do anything there.

He pulled my waist even more, making our bodies no longer distant, my hand squeezed his shoulder as he wildly kissed my lips.

Chequelek

“Assalam—eh sorry!” the sound of the door opening and the screeching made me push Mas Panji's body and reflex stood up, I was shocked when I realized my skirt had been exposed, it was definitely Mas Panji who did it.

I looked at him shyly, he raised his head while snorting in annoyance. While the person who interrupted our activities was already hiding behind the door.

After fixing my clothes, I approached our guest who I knew was definitely my in-laws.

“Ma, Pa” my bro, politely yelp him and invite Mama and Papa to come in.

We sat awkwardly, our adult scenes were seen by both of my in-laws who were in fact Mas Panji's own parents.

“Sorry yes, Naya” said Mama carefully, I nodded politely while smiling shyly.

“Diminum first Ma, Pa” said me by offering a glass drink that we provide for guests.

“Thank you Nak” replied Papa, who I politely returned to politely, I nudged Mas Panji's arm to help me melt this frozen atmosphere.

“Mama with Papa what's here?” my shoulder sagged during his response that was too to the point, it was obvious that he was annoyed to be bullied like this.

Mama looked at me with the face of the fisherman, Oh my God, not anything I've been like a bad influence for Mas Panji.

“Mama you just want to deliver this, sorry if our arrival disrupts” replied Papa in a flat tone while holding out an envelope, while Mas Panji looked at Papa no less flat, Papa was flat, I do not know what happened that clearly from the beginning of the meeting, I believe something happened between Mas Panji and his Papa, they did not seem to get along since the beginning of the meeting.

“Ngot bother at all kok Pa, Ma, we had finished cleaning the house just” said me as warm as possible, Mama and Papa smiled meaningfully, Mama and Papa smiled meaningfully, I am grateful in my heart when this tension does not continue even though I have to bear the shame of saying it.

“This is a honeymoon ticket for Panji and Naya, used yes dear” said Mama while staring at the two of us alternately.

“Kok bother Ma, Pa, we are so bad, yakan Mas?” my bases were coding for my husband through the blink of an eye over and over, and he just nodded.

Mama stood up to me carrying a bag that I predicted the contents of food because the smell of the smell of cooking filled my respiratory organs, “Mama bring food, Naya help Mama readyin this yuk, we eat together, yes?” without asking for Mas Panji's approval I stood up and walked hand in hand with my mother-in-law towards the kitchen which was directly connected to the dining table.

“Don't be surprised ya Nay, Papa Sama Panji it is always so if met, both have the same nature, both have the same nature, so always refuse to meet each other but originally they love each other just prestige aja” explained Mama without me asking when we were in the kitchen, maybe yes, yes, because Papa Ilham is also quiet, like Mas Panji.

“Male and ego yes Ma” said me, mama laughed.

“Truthful”

After all the food had moved to my plate and Mama Naura arranged it on the table, there was soy sauce chicken, kale cah, sambal terasi, and sweet-sour gourami fish, I'm guessing this is all Mas Panji's favorite food.

“This is your husband's favorite food Nay, he will add if Mama masakin's” well right, I looked at Mama enthusiastically, so far I do not fully know what Mas Panji likes and does not, the woman who gave birth to Mas Panji must know everything, right? I won't waste a chance.

“Later Naya asked for the recipe yes Ma, let added dear husband” my candaku, Mama smiled and rubbed my arms slowly, from as far as I can see Mama this warm woman to anyone just like my mama.

“Indeed Naya lacks husband affection? Kok pake want to add all” I lowered my head embarrassed when Mama even teased me.

“You are good gini, Panji will always love you Nay” my face warms, it is certain my cheeks are as red as tomatoes, mama chuckles amusedly seeing me wrong behavior.

“Naya call Papa and Mas Panji first yes Ma” mama nods in between her laughter.

While a little away from the dining table, I stopped to neutralize the thump of my heart and make sure there was nothing wrong with my appearance.

“You can hate Papa, but don't show it in front of your Mama and wife, you're not ashamed if your wife knows we're the ones who incidentally son and father don't get along even like enemies?!” my steps came to a halt as I papa slightly snapped at Mas Panji.

Not get along?

It seems that there is something between them.

“Without being told Naya must know Pa, she's not a stupid woman!” repaid Mas Panji is no less fierce.

At a close moment, I could see the two who were looking at each other with flashes of anger.

“Pa, Mas Panji” call me from afar, to stop the debate without them knowing I've heard it all, I'll pretend not to know.

“Mama called to eat” I said while in the living room, another generation man got up and walked towards the kitchen.

I held Mas Panji's hand, I knew he was shocked by my sudden actions, but I didn't care about it, counting revenge because he often made me almost have a heart attack because of his actions.

I prepared a meal Mas Panji which this time was all in many portions, right Mama said, her eyes sparkling when she saw the food on the table.

She prepared food for Papa and we ate in silence.

Even when Mas Panji's parents were going home there was no conversation other than me and Mama talking about many things.

We got into the house when Mama Papa's car drove home.

“You can't be like Mama, Papa, it's not polite to know, the impression is you're not happy they came” my ceplos when we were sitting in the living room, he was silent.

Okay, maybe I've got the wrong situation saying this, I get up leaving him, lazy also if he's in silent mode like this, I want to talk anything will be difficult to get a response.

“You do not know how sick I and Mama used to cry over the behavior of the person you call Papa was” my steps stopped, I turned to face him who was standing also looking at me with a wounded look.

“But no matter how he is Papa you Mas, regardless of his mistakes in the past” said I who tried to make him understand, he shook his head slowly making me more curious about his pain in past events with Papa.

“The wounds in my mama's heart will never heal completely Nay, even with my childhood taken away because of his selfishness, you will not understand” he replied then left me with a thousand questions in my mind.

If it's like this, how can I understand if he only gives such a short explanation.

TB