
Later that night Mikaela brought Jaka home. Mikaela refused, wanting to stay in her eye relics. But Jaka kekeh wants to go home.
Mikaela observed every corner of this narrow room, the bed that was not too big, the mattress that had begun to thin, then the wall was half permanent.
"Where am I sleeping?" just by looking at the condition of the room, Mikaela was not at home. He wants to go back to his old house. At least the room there was more worthy of him.
"If you want to be in bed, let me sleep in front." Jaka relented, he would sleep outside just so Mikaela could freely sleep in her bed.
Mikaela snorted, that's not what she meant. Mikaela wanted to say that she did not want to sleep in this room. But he didn't feel good saying it. "I told you, I should sleep in my house."
"Even though our marriage is a charade, I'm still your husband. Wife must obey what husband says."
"But..." Mikaela undoes her voice. The girl just sighed.
Aunt Nenti clearly heard the debate, considering every room was not soundproofed. No ceiling in the house, no matter how small a sound, will surely be heard. But he did not comment much on the fact he had just heard that his nephew said their marriage was just a charade. Aunt Nenti only wished the best for both. If they were already in a match, they would definitely stick together.
From Mikaela's face that looks moody, Jaka guesses that his wife is reluctant to sleep in this place.
"Tomorrow I'll buy you a new mattress. Now sleep first use the existing." understanding once, Jaka still has a little money saved. It is not wrong to buy a new mattress for Mikaela so that his wife is comfortable living in his house.
Mikaela smiled broadly. "By buying a fan. Same new closet." Mikaela! he even asked for this.
"Yes." Yeah." Jaka asserted, the closet in his room was too small for the clothes of the two of them. I need a new closet.
"May you also fix the bathroom?" this time Mikaela was a little slow when she said that. Honestly, he thought about how he was bathing in the open. "Emm, I actually peed from earlier. But fear.hehe.."
"If the money is enough, I'll fix it."
"If there is money make a new bathroom in the house. So if my malem-alem I peed not held back."
"Aren't you asking to make a home?"
"That's fine, but that's good!"
"You want to be a real wife until you ask for a house? wanna?"
Mikaela pursed her lips. "Udah ah, let me pee!"
Jaka drove Mikaela to the bathroom behind the house. If the night looks scary. The light is also very minimal.
"Temenin, I'm afraid to be alone" he asked.
Jaka gasped, "I'm waiting here not to go."
Mikaela nodded quickly. "Wouldn't. I'm scared!"
Finally Jaka wanted to accompany Mikaela to go inside. Both of his eyes were closed, at Mikaela's request.
"Don't look!" yells. The girl hurriedly finished urinating. He was afraid of two things. Fearful of ghosts and afraid that Jaka stole the chance to see her.
"Wouldn't!" Jaka still faithfully closed his eyes. Before Mikaela told him to open his eyes, he would not open them.
"Aarghhh!" Mikaela shouted, she was shocked as the frog jumped up at her feet.
"What's wrong?" Jaka is panicking. He opened his eyes because he wanted to see Mikaela.
The heart skipped a beat, he saw the milky-white skin from behind the open pants. For a moment, Jaka was silent. He is an adult man who can desire when looking at the inner body of the opposite sex.
Plaque! Mikaela hit Jaka. "What look are you!" hurry the girl put her pants back on.
Jaka was getting stunned, he could see more clearly as Mikaela stood up. Mikaela's intimate parts are very smooth, almost hairless, like the skin of a newborn baby. Smooth and soft. Despite the dim lighting, both of his eyes were still very alert.
"I told you, don't open your eyes before I tell you to!" Mikaela's upset.
Jaka was nervous, then turned his face while removing the shadow that could arouse his desire. "So you yelled, I opened my eyes reflexively."
"You must have stolen the opportunity! my name!"
Jaka shakes. "I didn't see anything." he admitted. If in a bright room, it can be seen clearly Jaka's face reddened.
Mikaela threw away her face and walked first leaving Jaka who was still adjusting her heartbeat.
Is it his sin? see that sight? but Mikaela is his wife. He has the right to do more than just look.
"Astaghfirullah.." repeatedly Jaka shook his head, his mind suddenly pervertedly imagining Mikaela.