
The dark night was starless, the wind was blowing a little, making everyone in the village reluctant to go out and choose to sleep in the room. However, unlike Ayla who just returned from work.
Because there is no ojek in front of the junction, he had to walk as far as 600 meters, lucky the village he lived in was not too quiet. Although, not many people pass by on the streets but at least there are still many people in front of his house.
He opened the door from the outside, because the clock had shown at 23.09 wib, automatically when he entered there would be no one to welcome him.
Brio too
he was asleep in the desk closet with his books and laptop. The usual sight he met at the end of the day.
"Brio, wakeup! Don't sleep here!" That word he said almost every night. Brio likes to learn as much as he does.
Without opening her eyes Brio moved to her bed. Ayla went to the bathroom and cleaned herself up.
The huft!
It is so exhausting to live like this. Morning of school, afternoon of work. Not to mention the tasks that almost accumulate every day.
Ayla shed her tears, crying out for fate. What does it feel like to be human? Matre was blasphemed, not matre crumpled on the body.
Ayla looked at Brio who was asleep.
"Why is he always calm in these circumstances? Does he never get dizzy? I see he never complains in his day. Not like I'm exhausted. He's the same as me, he's my equal, and he's on campus with me, but how does he enjoy his day?"
"Huh.. God.." sighed Ayla, "When did this all end?" Ayla soon fell asleep and was still crying.
Time kept turning from hour one to two and it was already half three. The dark sky began to rain. The slightly stronger wind grew stronger. Over time the rain was no longer light, he became heavy and very noisy. Everyone pulls their blankets.
Just suddenly..
Jedderrr...
"Aaaaaaa" Ayla shouted loudly. The sound of lightning boomed like it was striking something near it. Before long the whole lamp went out. Circumstances become pitch black only lightning flashes that illuminate the earth in the part occupied by these two lovebirds.
Ayla, who was actually very afraid of lightning, suddenly woke up and cried. Then curled up in the corner of the room.
"Ayla," Brio's hoarse voice called out to him. He turned on the flashlight on his phone, looking for a crying figure. Ayla was there covering her ears.
Jedderr...
"Aaaa.." cried Ayla again crying. The second time the sound of lightning struck. Brio swiftly approached him.
"Aylla..." He immediately hugged the girl who was already his wife, "It's quiet, calm.." Sometimes he rubs his back.
"Aa I'm afraid, Brio," softly shrieked in her tears.
"Already, I'm here. Don't cry!" he said he was still hugging.
Ayla was still crying, even now it was sobbing. And when that flash of lightning appeared again, Ayla tightened her embrace even more. Makes the body owner jerk and wake up. Yes, it was from earlier that he calmed down but his eyes were closed withstanding drowsiness.
"Ayla, we'll just go to sleep. The lightning was no longer there either. Don't be afraid I'll be here!" he said with a raucous tone.
"Don't leave me!" lirih Ayla's.
"Yes.."
They put themselves in the same bed. Brio gave her arm to be Ayla's pillow and one hand to another gently stroked Ayla's hair. Meanwhile, Ayla's own hands hugged Brio's waist.
A cold night turns into a warm night for two people who need each other.
***
In the morning at 7:45 pm.
The sun was beginning to rise. Meanwhile, two people who are still evasive with their feelings are still in a state like last night. Sleeping and holding each other.
He looked at Ayla who was still asleep in the lap of his hand. An engraved smile saw the scene that was very soothing to his eyes. She kissed Ayla's head, her fragrant hair calming the mind. Unknowingly she clasped Ayla again even pulling her deeper.
How comfortable!
And only this time did he feel this comfortable when in physical contact with a woman. He loosened his embrace again, looking deeper at Ayla.
"Why do I feel like a man when I'm around you? Then, I also felt that you were worthy of my protection," Brio sat down while tucking Ayla's hair into her ear. Then he also played his finger out of his forehead and stopped on his lips.
Degh, at once his heart raced quickly to see Ayla's lips and remember his words first, that his lips were not touched by anyone. Brio wiped it with his thumb. There was one urge to kiss her silently, but Ayla squirmed first, but Brio immediately pretended to be asleep.
"Hoaaamm." He raised his hand up. Shortly opened his eyes.
"Aaaaaa, Brioooo." he yelled while kicking Brio's leg.
"Aylla! Awhh," he.
"Why are you hugging me?"
"You don't remember last night we've...."
Plaque...
Ayla accidentally slapped him.
Exhausted his legs and cheeks, Ayla's kicks and slaps were really very strong. Brio immediately ran to the bathroom with a limp leg.
Meanwhile, Ayla recalled all the events last night, she became ashamed of herself. He shouldn't have behaved like that. What if Brio hated it and reported it with the KDRT?
Hua.. Unimaginable!
An hour later, Ayla was trying to apologize to Brio. He did not want the man to hold a grudge against him at the end later. Especially if you remember her other pranks.
"Brio, I'm sorry."
"No, you've missed! Look at my cheeks are still red, right?" point it at the cheek. "My feet hurt too, my hands let alone. Hold your head up all night. But you don't even know thank you!"
"Sorry, Brio. You want anything, I do it! Yes, yes, but I'm sorry." he asked spoiledly.
With an evil grin, Brio planned something.
And Ayla ends up in massage work. Yes, Brio asked him to massage his sore arm.
"Here, Ay. Yes yes, it is.. Yes, that's better." Brio who was enjoying the pleasure of being massaged by his wife.
In Ayla's heart grunted in annoyance, "Patience!" while stroking his chest slowly.
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