Red Noctah
The Part 95
"Assalamu'alaikum ....!" greetings accompanied the roar of his second steps.
"Waalaikumsalam .. thank you for arriving, son." The mother and son greeted each other with reverent salim.
"Ye ... Mother's home!" Razik immediately splashed in his mother's arms.
"Mother kangen very much with you dear, oh .. add weight aja nih left three days, pinter yes Mother's child is not fussy."
"Azik's a pinter, Nda."
"Here come with Dad, Daddy misses too." Bisma asked from his wife's arms.
"Dad has souvenirs for Razik, later unboxing together yes same mother."
"Holes ... Dad, best!" The boy looked excited.
"Have you eaten yet?"
"Non, safe. Razik pinter during the stay, not fussy and easy to eat."
"Alhamdulillah ... Miss Lastri, please it's with me to put it behind, ma'am."
"Ready, Non."
They head to the room to straighten their legs and just rest. Bisma was immediately seen busy receiving calls from colleagues. It was clear that he had just arrived home.
"Mas, take a break first, I don't agree if you immediately think about work, mulu work."
"Dear, it's just a small thing, a short call from Joshua" he said as he walked to the balcony of the room. Until the next second it looks chatted quite seriously.
If only she could breathe a long breath looking at her husband's behavior. She went into the bathroom to wash herself and then prepared warm water for her husband.
The bisma who was still busy calling until the shortest found that smooth arm coiled beautifully locking her body. The man immediately hung up his phone after the greeting, and found his wife on his back.
"Tumben is active, usually avoids if I haven't bathed," he said, turning his body around. Found his wife blushing in a knee-length dress and hair down.
"It's very beautiful to make salfok," he said pinching his wife's nose squash.
"Mandi, I've prepared warm water for you" the woman said, taking off her arms.
"Need a mood booster first, let the road be strong. Lemes ayang," he said. When shaking.
"You dong that's anget and sweet." The bisma tightened her embrace even more, as the man was about to scrape some distance away, when he held her back until the meeting of their lips failed miserably.
"Bring first, just touch me, otherwise I don't want to," he persuaded the man. Walk towards the bathroom with your mouth kicked.
"Basic man!" When busy on her own at the dresser, dry her hair and put a little affection on her tired face.
Feeling so tired, the woman threw herself down and involuntarily lulled into dreamland. The bisma who came out of the bathroom intent willing to continue the pending romance could only stare at his wife who seemed to be the soybean. He also let his soul mate fall asleep. Poor, even every night there is a chance for three days in Bali, Bhishma repeatedly tired the woman who has the status of his wife.
Approaching the bed, fix the blanket to make his wife comfortable, do not forget to land a kiss of love on the top of his head. He then changed his clothes and left the room. Choose to play with Razik, unpack his latest toys, and accompany his son to play.
"Where, Bim, why don't you go down?" ask Mother only find her son and father.
"Capean Bun, another break. Mother is there a need?"
"Later pity, surely the journey from Bali is quite tiring. You don't rest, let Razik play with Oma."
"Later, Bun. Kangen is with Razik," he replied honestly. Not only that actually, the man deliberately gave space for his wife to really rest, afraid that the following would not be strong restraint and disturb her peaceful sleep.
Satisfied playing with his son, Bisma took time to go home for a while. Once home, Mbok Inah immediately greeted him with surprise, because the woman who was no longer young was not found a hostess with her husband.
"Den Bisma's home? Not if I don't come?" tanyanya's confused.
"Go back to his mother's house, Mbok. Want to be there again, he said."
"Owh .. that's it, because Den Bisma is already at home, this will be Simbok cook not, Den?"
"No need, Ma'am, I ate next door the most. Mbok cook for Mbok Inah only, this is also just a little home take a change for tomorrow."
"Yes, Mbok?"
"Yes Den, but since two days it has not come back here. Yesterday I was moving, he said."
"Owh so move, no ngabarin tuh child, what so take my offer apartment," he murmured asking more to himself.
Curious, Bisma contacted her brother. Sure enough Pandu has moved and bought a fairly close to the office housing. The man had just announced his excuse for fear of interrupting his second event in Bali.
A little relieved, finally his brother was willing to understand without having drama and tempest. It felt bad too. After getting the answer, the man stopped to bring his clothes. He would tell his wife and start occupying again more calmly.
