TerLove (Love After Wedding)

Miss understanding.

That afternoon after praying and eating, Anas threw his wife into bed. They giggled together like children who were playing. Cantika laughed amusedly as her body was tickled by her husband's fingers.

"Mas, ticklish.ampunnn."

"Begging for true forgiveness, I'll let go." The movement of his hands still did not stop even though his wife was like a hot worm.

"I'm not happy."

"Not true!"

"Hahaha, ticklish...For gosh. I'll give you a gift if you stop criticizing me."

His hands reflexively stopped after hearing that. "Hem, what gift?" A smile that was so naughty. He made the woman* by making fences on her left and right side using her hands.

Dada Cantika was still up and down the former laughing for a long time, plus the attitude of her husband who impressed fishing. With her s*xy smile, she tried to retort to seduce the man. Intentionally biting her own lower lip to further arouse something from within her husband.

"Dear, don't do anything. You're quiet already very interesting, especially if you act like that." Anas wiped the distance of their faces. Even b*b*r they touch each other when talking. Cantika made it closed and more boring.

In an instant the two hemispheres that can make the sound also collide. Touch each other, taste and tickle.

In broad daylight, the two people even play war. Hot weather is not a problem at all. They are so dissolved in a beautiful world that it drifts.

Anas was lying next to his wife when the stunt ended. He smiled broadly as he felt happy.

"Booney, I love you." He said with a slight gasp as he asked and*c*p the woman's forehead next to him.

Cantika returned his embrace. Attach to their tub*h which is both filled with ken*km*tan sweat. "Together, darling. I love you too.banget same you."

Both are asleep in about half an hour, to relax a tired body.

***

"It's great to be a newlywed, everything together. Eat together, sleep together and even shower together. And now change clothes. You know how good it is, I've been married before." Chirping Cantika while combing her wet hair.

"Was Peter the same?" ask the man standing next to her.

The woman looked, "You don't know either. Why even mention his name? I don't like the name Playboy called." Monyong five inches.

"Why are you the sewer? Don't you actually still like him? Hate sometimes comes after love is too big."

Cantika pissed off, she sniffed while combing her hair again. "I don't like him, Mom. Don't talk anymore! It doesn't matter much."

Anas hugged her from behind. The man leaned his hairy chin on the neck of the beautiful man. "I know, I believe in you." After speaking he*c*p the woman's ears and neckline, making the hair bristling.

He twisted Cantika's slender waist to face her. Smiling sweetly looked at that dulled red face.

"Cantika, why do you look more beautiful and adorable every day?" Next to his hand rubbed the wet hair, while the other side held the pointy chin of his wife to want to meet.

"Gombal ahh." The woman was embarrassed.

"I love you...." Whisper the man while sticking their forehead. His hands were coiled around his waist firmly.

"Love you too..." Cantika said with a smile.

And this time again the lips collided beautifully with each other. Anas' hand moved to the nape of his wife, clutching her as if afraid of the pawn. The other hand crept everywhere.

Cantika subconsciously, dropped the comb she was holding. He put his hands on Anas's waist. Enjoy every sweet s*nt*han for the most time.

Both are addicted to it, like never tired let alone bored.

After the cool activity was getting deeper and dangerous, suddenly a man's voice came from outside the house. Terrrrpaksi, they have to stop the game.

Anas tidied up his shirt and hair and rushed to see guests. Not much different, Cantika also closed the zipper of his clothes contained in the d*d* section*. He also combed her disheveled hair. The woman stepped in out of curiosity with the guest who came.

Anas was standing in the doorway. The man was chatting seriously with his guest. Shortly afterwards, Anas entered the house again because the guest had left.

"Who are you, why aren't you coming home?"

"That's Pak Yoga, Mira's father. He told me to go to his house to see Mira. He said..." Did not continue the words because it was cut by his wife's cerocosan.

"Why did you ask me to meet Mira? You have no manners and feelings. He must know if you already have a wife, but why would you still want your friends with his child?" Can't hold back the anger.

"Cantika, relax. Listen first, Pak Yoga asked me to come home to..." Again his words were cut.

"You're at home. Let me meet that girl. I'll teach him a lesson."

Cantika hurried to step even though she did not know where Mira's house was. The important thing is to go forward first, then you can ask about the location, after that it hit immediately! That's what's in that woman's brain.

Anas did not remain silent, he stood before his wife while holding both shoulders. "Darling, Mira is very sick. Pak Yoga told me this because I was one of his friends. He asked us to visit Mira. He has not eaten or left the house for a week. Pak Yoga hopes we can persuade Mira."

"We? Yesterday, I might as well be invited."

"Just like, you and I are one. Understood?"

Cantika smiled shyly. You and I are one. Ahhh so sweet...

Sometimes she likes to be silly like children. Must be given praise so that his heart melts. But believe me, what Anas said was sincerity.

***

The man, who was already grizzled, allowed his two guests to sit down. A couple were now side by side, staring at the owner of the house.

"How's Mira doing? Actually what pain, has been taken to the Doctor yet?" anas asked as if he could not wait to get an answer.

Cantika was upset. She did not like it when her husband was worried about other women. Very worried about Mira, like that girl just wanted to die. Alahhhh at most just a common fever, or because of a strict diet so sick. Or maybe the gatel chick is just a caper? Norak!

"Mira's been sitting in her room this week. Not doing activities as usual. Eating is not at all." Pak Yoga's.

"Waiting you?" chirps Ika.

Anas and Pak Yoga looked at him in surprise with a glance. In such a situation, how could he joke?

"I'm serious, why?" He's really curious.

Yoga is back to talking. "Don't take a shower, son. It seemed like he didn't even want to get out of bed in the slightest distance."

Yes, it means no shower. Ihhh very dirty. His body must smell! Cantika shudder disgusted.

Anas was not affected at all. He was currently worried about a friend he already considered like that little sister. He remained silent waiting for Pak Yoga to continue the conversation.

"Mira did not want to see me or her mother and sister. He always locked the door. We had to break down in order to see it. Mira also does not want to eat even though her mother persuades. When the Doctor came, he was screaming for us to expel the Doctor."

"Now how is he?" ask Anas.

"At this time he still did not want to leave his room. Always stay in bed sometimes while crying or angry. Even every now and then, the boy was calling your name Nas. That's why I asked you to come to see him. Maybe Mira's in trouble, did she ever tell you?" Pak Yoga is actually not feeling good to his wife Anas. He was sure if his words could disturb Cantika. But this is all for his daughter.

Anas nodded, completely clueless and so surprised to hear the man's words. While the woman next to him had now put on a wrathful face. I swear, I will tonjok nih people if for example he is not an old father!

"Mas Anas...." Mira suddenly came out of the room and rushed to the man she called. Hugged Anas tightly without caring about the people around him. He can't see anything else, whether it's his father or his mother let alone Cantika. His eyes were focused only on the man he loved.

Pak Yoga approached to release his son from the man who had married. "Son, what are you doing?"

Ms. Siti, who was waiting for her son in the room, is now standing next to Mira. "Mira, don't be like this! Be aware...." Her tears just flow.

But it seems only the voice and face of Anas are able to enter in all the senses of sight and hearing Mira.

"What did Lo do? Take my husband!" Cantika stood up to separate the woman from her husband.

Anas hit the girl with all his might. "Dear, istighfar!" snapped it.

But the cheeked girl did not want to hear. He even cried sobbing. "Mas, I want to always be with you. Don't go!"

"Mira...!!!" Anas' voice rang out to the neighboring house around. It invited the crowd in front of Pak Yoga's house. The man was truly angry. Mira fell on the floor because of her attitude. Anas had to do rough things so that the girl would not do what she wanted.

Pak Yoga and his wife helped his daughter to rise. The man even broke down in tears as he saw Mira who was becoming more and more like an insane person. He also felt bad for Anas and his wife.

"I'm sorry Mira, she must have done this unconsciously." Say Pak Yoga while looking down.

Cantika looked at the three people sharply, especially when her eyes turned to the girl who was still crying, her blood immediately boiled. "What do you mean by curling my husband? Do you realize, Mas Anas already has a wife? Don't pretend to bego! I think you have a fever, stress because I'm crazy about my husband. Basic ce..."

"Acika!" Anas snapped loudly to make his wife immediately shut up. Cantika was so shocked to see her husband glaring with red eyes and chest rising and falling. Is that guy so angry with her? Sadness mixed with disappointment and fear to see the wrath of Anas who was just the first time he witnessed.

Cantika immediately also shed tears. She ran away from the house, no matter if her husband called.

"Sir, let's take Mira to the room again. Call the doctor to check it out!" Ms. Siti looks so panicked. His mind was so troubled that he paid little attention to the tension between Anas and his wife. All he thought about was his son who was currently roaring uncontrollably.

Anas nibbled his temple. He had no idea that it would be like this. He immediately said goodbye to Pak Yoga. "Sir, I have to go home now. Excuse me." He hurriedly ran after his wife.

"Mas, don't go!!!" Shouted Mira. Both of his parents held the girl so as not to run after Anas. Several residents broke into the house to help the homeowner calm Mira down. While other residents are still lured to watch the free and exciting spectacle that is in front of their eyes. Some even whispered to Mira and her family.

***

Anas constantly bangs on the door of the room because his wife does not want to open it. "Cantika, I'm sorry. Open door!" No sound is shaken. The woman was crying on the bed. The door was pushed harder. "Open the door, please!"

Anas finally sat down behind the door. His hands held his head while looking down in frustration. He was very sorry for not being able to control himself. The man felt very guilty. He had been so evil for daring to yell at his wife in front of others. It's only right if Cantika is angry and hurt.

"I'm sorry." Lirih. "I did not intentionally do anything rude. Cantika, I'm sorry. I don't have the slightest intention to hurt your heart." He kept talking because he was sure that his wife could hear him even if she didn't answer. "I'm ready to accept any punishment to make amends. Honey, speak.I beg you!" Anas stood up and knocked on the door.

Inside, Cantika was face down hugging a pillow that had been soaked by her tears. His heart was completely torn apart after being required rough by Anas. Her husband was really scary when he was angry.

Not only embarrassed and disappointed, his pride had also been disturbed. The man snapped at him in front of Mira. Did Anas prefer that woman to his own wife?

You are so evil. You were so angry when I scolded Mira. Even though I was bullied by Peter, you can still calm down. Do I really mean nothing to you?

Anas was still trying to melt his heart. "Darling, I promise I won't do it again. Please open the door, I want to hug you."

"Basic insensitive husband...Why wait for his wife to cry and apologize?" Finally the first screams were raised.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. I'm so sorry."

"lik! Hugged your beloved friend. Don't mind me!"

"You misunderstood, baby. Me.makanya let me in first. I'll explain everything."

Cantika wiped her tears and stepped towards the door. He can't take it anymore. His ego had to be put aside for the sake of his survival. Yes, Cantika must open that door immediately!