Tania Ink Writing

Tania Ink Writing
Ballad Early Day



Arka began to be attacked by drowsiness when lying on the lap of the wife.


While Tania's mouth did not stop chewing the pieces of fruit that Arka brought when making milk earlier. While his eyes focus on seeing a Korean drama that is airing.


Tania until the hustle saw the figure of the oppressed woman.


"Who? How did you connect sich? Nanggung" chirped Tania gagas.


Tania also diverted to another channel, news about an official who was unceasingly hanging in the national television.


"This one anyway? There's no other news" Tania grumbled.


Tania fox chanel another, uh that appeared soap opera with a story that is too long to be ngebosenin.


"This again appears" said Tania alone, because Arka had been lulled into a dream.


Finally what Tania watched, the ball game that happened to be playing was a club with many amazing fans. The club ball is identical to the red color.


"Well, it seems exciting too if you watch it directly in the stadium" Tania murmured.


"Week end this I'm talking to my husband ah" Tania still talks to herself with her eyes not turned away from the television.


Snacks and fruit have been washed away, but hunger strikes again.


"Kwetiau looks good" Tania said.


"Yank.yank..kakiku is tingling" said Tania by wiping her husband's forehead.


Arka only moves a little and does not wake up.


"Yank, slide a little. My legs tingled" repeated Tania who bent over to wake the husband.


In fact, even the twin assets that are now firmer and larger even nudged the lion that long did not get the ration.


Arka just opened her eyes wide, and immediately turned on.


"Don't move much, just shut up" Arka said, surprising Tania.


"You don't know, do you?" ask Tania. Just surprised by the words Arka who is not in sync with his efforts to build earlier.


Arka's hand guided Tania's hand towards the core of the body.


"Huh?" Tania was shocked by the results of her touch that found a long, tight object.


"Who's wrong" Arka said.


"Can't you be the same as Abraham?" tukas Tania with stupid.


"He..he.kan can in other ways yank" looks a perverted smile on Arka's lips.


Long time no wrestle, making Arka smoldering at this time.


Arka's hand began to be unconditioned.


"What is the danger of yank?" Tania was still trying to dodge.


Arka shakes. "No origin is not entered. Plissss dong yank" Arka woo with already foggy eyes.


Tania finally resigned when Arka's hand had found her favorite place.


With agility, Tania shirt buttons have been blushed and Arka's lips are at the top of assets like cherries ranum requested immediately devoured.


One hand plays the other.


"Yank, bigger and tighter" whispered Arka when sipping 4p fresh cherries.


Des4han escaped also from Tania's mouth. Long time not doing it makes both of them excited.


Arka cleverly put his long object in the middle of the twin assets of the wife. Sometimes he even accidentally knocked at the top.


Tania's hand held both of her assets, while Arka moved up and down to satisfy the long-sleeping iron rod.


How clever Arka does. Without hurting the baby, but hasr4t still channeled.he...


Although the sense of satisfaction is not the same if nesting in place, but quite rather than not at all.


"Thank ya yank" looked a satisfied smile on his face.


Arka painstakingly cleans the remains of the 4an that is still attached to the twin assets of the wife. He even intentionally bit her again.


"Awh, yank pain" Tania interrupted.


"Abis is very nervous I see it" said Arka.


"Yank" call Tania.


"Heemmmm..."


"I'm hungry" said Tania bluntly.


Arka's eyes glared, shocked by the words of the wife.


"Obsolutely normal. Condition the eyes" said Tania sewot.


"He..he.kan I had enough yank fruit" because so fun to enjoy fresh cherries, Arka did not know that the peel of the fruit had been toilet left empty containers on the table.


"Tuh" pointed at Tania with eyes pointing to the place in question.


"Huh? Yank out?" ask Arka not to believe it.


"Yank, laper" repeated Tania.


"Yes.iya...want to eat what is my love, my dear, my soul mate?" ask Arka.


"Kwetiau" said Tania.


Arka saw a clock ticking on the wall. Jam one.


"Yes.iya.iya.ku cariin" Arka said by scrambling her hair rough.


"I'm coming" Tania pinta.


"It's cold outside. Know for yourself that the rain had just subsided" Tania even hardened the sound of crying.


"Yes.iya...can follow. But clean the body first and wash your face" asked Arka.


"Tad" replied Tania spoiledly.


Patience Arka, enjoy the process. Just how many days, can not complain. For the sake of the candidate of the junior Arch. The inner Ark encourages itself.


And here they are both now. In the car down the seemingly deserted city streets.


Arka is still thinking, where to drive his car. He was completely blind about the salesman's info at this hour. Tania was sleeping beside him.


"Take home, there he must be angry" muttered Arka.


"Kutelpon Pandu. Who knows he knows the seller kwetiau open twenty-four hours" said Arka and reach for a mobile phone to call Pandu.


Tut...tuuuttt..tuttt.


"Damn, it's very difficult to call Pandu. Once again you do not lift, your bonus this month I send Pandu" said Arka while threatened not know.


And once again Arka called Pandu.


"Every master" said Pandu across the street.


"Ready..ready...what's ready? The phone call was not picked up. Where the hell have you been?" arka said mencelos.


"Sleep sir" Pandu said. Maybe in his heart now cursed the boss who called him unknown at that time.


"What's up, sir? Tumben" continued Pandu.


"Did you know the salesman at this hour?" ask Arka with eyes while looking left right to see the roadside seller. There may be a seller in question.


"Which area is the master?" continue Pandu.


"Hemmmm.in the vicinity of the roundabout near the city center" Arka told.


"Oh yes sir, five kilometers from there is a traditional market that is open twenty-four hours. This clock must be crowded. In the row of food vendors one of them is selling kwetiau" explained Pandu to the boss.


"Okay, thank you Pandu" replied Arka.


This time around, Arka set foot in a traditional market. Which according to Arka smells a little.


But Arka knows there is a world more exciting than sitting behind a table.


"Lady man, what's your guts?" chirp a rickshawman who's running.


Friendly people here too. Inner Arc.


"Sir, do you know the seller?" ask Arka.


"Oooooo.ada lord. Noh over there" show the rickshaw brother.


"Well, thank you sir. Finally it can also" a tone of relief was heard in Arka's voice.


"Definitely his wife again cravings yes, this hour is defended by food" said brother becak who is actually just ngasal aja.


"Ha.ha.tau aja sir" as always Arka chimed.


"Thank you sir, I went there first" Arka crossed the street to buy his wife's request.


"Bang, I'll say yes" said Arka to order.


"But sir, I'll see. Looks like it was abis" said the salesman's brother.


"Train me.if abis wants to go where else" said Arka while rubbing his neck.


The salesman's brother approached Arka.


"Sorry sir, but only half a portion remains" the seller said in a regretful tone.


"Nothing. Wrap it up" Pinta Arka.


"Well, wait a minute" the seller's brother deftly made an Arka order.


Arka returned to the car after getting the order of the wife who was still asleep.


Almost three o'clock in the morning Arka and Tania arrived at the apartment.


Tania walks in a hut with Arka while one hand carries her half portion earlier.


"Yank, I moved the plate first" said Arka and sat the wife in the living room.


When she returned, Tania fell down and slept well.


"Yank, get eaten soon. Cold hunting ntar" Arka menoel Tania's cheeks.


"Lazy yank, I'll eat it tomorrow morning" Tania turned her back to Arka.


The temptation of God. Inner Ark that finally caught up with Tania collapsed in the middle room of the apartment.


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