
Dara shook her head after seeing the state of the house that many people had just occupied. All the rooms are dirty, therefore, he first swept the room to make it look more comfortable to see.
He knew Alif would not do it. Because all this time most of Jack was taking care of, Alif only moved to wash his own clothes. But it was rare because he more often put it into laundry services.
Not without reason he put it in there. Alif just felt his clothes could not be washed rough inside the machine. And Dara knew how expensive her clothing prices would be if she estimated it through the brand label attached to her clothes.
“How was the event, Lif? Are you nervous?” dara asked the man next to her who is now replacing the television channel, looking around for shows she found interesting.
“Slight.”
“Are you happy?”
“No need to ask.”
“Continue our next plan how?”
“Ya make kids.”
Dara rolled her eyeballs lazily, “If that's for sure, I know too. I mean our plan going forward, after this.”
“Our house is in Jakarta, right? So we'll move there.”
“But Dad is still sick.”
“Talk first with them later.”
“Lif .. frankly I haven't been able to leave. I have applied for a job anyway. Stay waiting for calls.”
“You can work there. Later can be given a good position if you want. Neither does it matter,” replied Alif did not take a headache.
Dara was disappointed. He could not bear to leave his father far away. Especially at the moment his condition is not in good condition. ‘I have to how?’ batin Dara thought. But she is also unlikely to refuse the will of the man who is now her husband because of the trauma of betrayal experienced by her ex-husband.
“Lif ...,” back Dara calling.
“What else, Ra ...?” alif asked in surprise because Dara had called how many times. “Why?”
“If I could be honest, I was traumatized for being betrayed. I'm afraid you did something similar too,” he said making Alif turned his head.
“Sorry, I'm a fuckin' guy!”
“He knows, all men also often say so. Including Chandra also used to.”
“I told you I'm no ordinary crocodile.”
“You're kidding. I seriously. I am afraid of you ..”
Alif interrupted, “I'm just crazy about you, Dara bird. You don't have to worry.”
“What's the deal if you break your promise?”
“All my money for you.”
“If that's all I don't believe! Anyway I'm not a money-crazy person either.”
“Ok, now I'm serious. It's my turn to ask, if I have a mistake, how big is it—would you forgive him?”
“I will forgive him, as long as it is not an affair,” replied Dara steadily.
“Whatever it is?” Alif repeated.
“Anything. As long as there is no betrayal. If it is true then I do not hesitate to sue you in court.”
“The name is also trauma, yes anything. Usually men do, sweet love first in the beginning. Later on slamming behind.”
“I also so later, sweet-sweet at the beginning, so that later can be satisfied—”
“Izh!” Dara immediately shut Alif's mouth with both hands. “What are you talking about? Jorsek.”
“I will make you believe that not all men are the same,” said Alif after the hunchback in his mouth came off.
Dara did not answer, she was still between the two flavors. Believe and not believe. Because he had decided not to trust any man too much since he was betrayed.
“Aakhp!” Because of his desolation, Dara did not realize that Alif was now on it. His unpreparedness made Dara startled and strangled.
“Do not be noisy later next door neighbor can hear your screams.” Alif had closed Dara's mouth for a moment with one hand. “This house is not very soundproof. Later counted again at mutilasung.”
“If you want anything it does not go awry, I will be surprised,” Dara said with a tight breath because he was overpowered by Alif's heavy body. “Hold a little can you, Lif?” abugn. “I object.”
Alif held his body with both hands to rest. But his eyes are reluctant to be separated from the figure of the woman who is still under him. He was so sweet, especially that lip, that he could not let it go. “Can we start now?”
“Mmmm ..” Dara was thinking about it, intending to tease her so that Alif was upset. “I'm coming month.”
“Don't joke you. I can't joke about this.” He rubbed the frozen part of his body.
“What is it, Lif?” Dara laughed after asking that.
But Alif did not answer and instead said something else, “I will collect your promise last night.”
Dara pretends not to know, “What promise?”
“Most special night rations.”
“Alif!” Dara called out because Alif's hand had started touching her pink hill. “Are you going to charge it here?”
“For now we go to the room. But if I get used to it, I will do it wherever I want. In the bushes once,” he said with a grinning smile.
“It's crazy!” burping Dara could not help but laugh again. And he laughed even harder because Alif was currently tickling his stomach mercilessly. “You're crazy, Lif. You are absolutely crazy haha .. hihihi, Alif ... Alif! Stop please!? You crazy!”
“We continue inside,” says Alif.
Now Dara felt her body drift. The strong hands hugged him and led him to a bed after the man had closed the doors.
His heart thumped to see a handsome, sturdy and young figure who was taking off his clothes. Furthermore, Dara no longer remembers what happened to them, what they talked about and what they laughed at. For he was lifted up again and put in his lap. Adored with touch.
A few moments later, he was re-controlled and back under his confinement. From that moment on, he felt the bed start moving. Moving fast. Faster.
“Never stop ...,” said Dara made Alif smile win.
“I won't let you down.”
Ah, Dara no longer cares about shame. What he was thinking about right now was satisfaction.
He felt that something was inside, like an urge that was so peaked, mountainous, soaring and stirring his blood flow, that it was time for something to explode from within to make him feel very relieved.
They stop doing it when they are tired. But only to restore energy, because shortly after that the desire of both back bubbling. More bubbling than ever before.
***
Seriate.