THE FUTURE HUSBAND

Wind Oil

"Sir kiss, I will not refuse really," said Mil when Milano has not kissed his lips even though he has moved his lips long ago.

"Mbak, mbak, pity that his mas fainted," The voice of the mother of the owner of the food stall while shaking Mil's shoulder, when seeing Milano had fainted unconscious.

Of course Mil who heard the words of the shop owner's mother immediately opened his eyes, then looked towards Milano who was still below him.

And Mil was so surprised to find Milano helpless under him.

"Sir Mila is awake. Sir," Mil tried to wake Milano up by patting her cheek. "So wake up what happened to you? Is Mr. Mila very fascinated with this sexy lip of mine. To make Mr. Mila unconscious. Take it easy sir, these sexy lips belong only to Mr. Mila. And that's for good" said Mil and smiling himself unclear.

Of course, making the owner's mother shake her head. Then pat Mil on the back.

"Oh ma'am,"

"Oh my goodness Mba. This madam is sane no, the mas people are fainting instead in joking,"

"Oh yes forgot Mom," continued Mil, and again patted Milano's cheek to wake him up.

"We better get this Mas into my house. Pity here to get a splash of rain water,"

"By Ma. Thank you in advance, ma'am," said Mil.

"Let me help,"

"No need ma'am. I can lift it myself," Mil refused.

And sure enough Mil immediately lifted Milano's body tough and carried him into the house following the mother of the owner of the stall and the house.

And Mil immediately poured Milano's body over the bamboo hall in the living room of the house.

"Oh my goodness, Ma'am. Very strong mother can carry the body of this mas," salut mother.

"Mother must be strong, too, right?"

"No Ma'am,"

"Cannot be. If the night is overlapping with the husband's strong mother isn't it?"

"Ish it's so different again. It's delicious" the mother replied in embarrassment. "Ah raining rain don't talk weird Ma'am. Ma'am wait here. I'll get some wind oil first" said the mother and left Mil.

After the departure of the mother Mil immediately hit her own lips.

Mil continued to smear Milano's forehead with wind oil that was given by the owner of the stall and the house.

But it has been almost an hour Milano has not been conscious, even though the rain has subsided from earlier, and the sun has sunk.

"Oh my goodness, Mila. Long time stings," said Mil who sat on the edge of the bamboo hall.

Then Mil looked at the wind oil in his hand, where the wind oil that was full was now half.

"What is this wind oil poured into the eyes of Mr. Mila only yes, let me be literate," said Mil and continued to look at the oil wind in his hand. "Try it, please,"

And Mil opened the lid of the wind oil, and intended to open the eyes of Milano.

But just as Mil wanted to hold the eyes of his boss, Milano's eyes began to open.

Of course making Mil undo his intentions, and carve a smile towards Milano who had already opened his two eyes.

"Thank God Mr. Mila is conscious" said Mil enthusiastically.

But it received no response from Milano, who now blinked her eyes.

"Oh my goodness sir. Don't be flirtatious why, I'm so embarrassed,"

"You said what the hell Mil. This is why my eyes hurt," said Milano who now rubbed his eyes. "What did you do to me Mil?"

"There is no sir. I just smeared Mr. Mila's forehead using wind oil" Mil explained while showing the wind oil in his hand.

"How much wind oil did you apply?"

"They're Sir,"

"Geez Mil," cried Milano then moved from his sleep and wanted to get out of bed.

But still feeling dizzy, Milano lost balance and grabbed the hand of Mil, who also lost balance because he could not hold the body of Milano who arrived suddenly grabbed his hand.

And to both of them immediately fell together on the bamboo hall where Milano was located, with the position of Mil is below Milano.

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