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There was something different this morning at Naura's apartment. The woman was struggling with a spatula and frying pan when the clockwork of the new wall moved at number seven.
A special morning, after a long wait of almost 32 years that only exist in his imagination. Prepare work clothes, breakfast, and maybe before leaving later he will give a kiss of spirit to his soulmate. While saying, 'don't come home late, I'm lonely ..' he promised to say spoiled when Abhi was about to leave for work later.
Imagining that alone, the corners of Naura's lips moved away from each other, forming a beautiful arch to welcome her husband who would soon be out of the room.
Sure enough, there had not been three minutes he stopped thinking about Abhi, the man pulled the door from inside the room. But— Abhi's current condition actually makes him confused.
Satin pajamas are green toska, and Naura's woolly socks still stick beautifully to her feet. Yes, last night Abhi did complain of cold, in addition to the weather that is indeed being martyred for newlyweds, Abhi was not able to stand the cold air conditioner. Be, in the early hours of the morning, Naura put a woolen sock on her leg.
"Well, you know, what the fuck is this, Abh?" Naura placed the spatula in her hand and walked over to Abhi, who currently chose to sit in front of the television screen, sitting on the carpet pad.
"Why, Na?"
"Not the newlyweds, usually the man is eager to seek to buy the needs of the wife, the needs of prospective baby, and other needs?" naura flat said. But somehow the answer is that it actually attracts Abhi to tease him.
"Baby—by the way you want how many babies?" Abhi who was sitting on the carpet now looked up slightly at Naura.
"Ah ... kok asked that, you deliberately diverted the conversation, right?" Naura turned back to where she was, she forgot her samosa had not yet been able to return.
Abhi then followed and hugged Naura, placing her cheek on her back. He kept trying not to rest on the woman's body.
"No, I want his triplet three times, keep his twins once and I want all boys. Let's make club' football."
Naura's mouth gaping, when she heard her husband's words, as she was about to issue a protest, Abhi actually returned to express her wishes.
"Baby girl twice. Twins!" she was full of emphasis, and now Naura managed to squeeze Abhi's lips with her right hand.
"And how many wives?"
"Enough one!"
"Lo, think I'm a cat!"
"Yes, cat's aubergine!"
Naura glared perfectly, her pupils almost jumping out of place. And Abhi purposely closed his eyes, for the sake of not seeing that fierce face. "Garong if you're in bed!"
"It's ... Now, you take a shower! And go see a client or something! The important thing is not to be at home, I'm still in shock when I find out about your nature!"
"Ash ... Can't do that, I've asked Nathan, if I take a leave of absence until our wedding is over!"
"So you want to do something?"
"Honeymoon. The streets of time together with you, see our new home. We put it together, shop together. Anyway it's all filled in both the way you and I want."
Naura rubbed her chest, wanting to scream and asking anyone to take Abhi while she lived in peace. But, he was devastated when Abhi said words that were able to shake his heart. What did he say, 'as I and you wish?' like that Naura already felt privileged
"Ma ...."
"Hm ...."
Abhi swung his body slowly to the right and left, his movements were slow, as if the oil splashes inside the frying pan were salsa music or something like that.
"Stop!" shout Naura. He then turned his body to face Abhi, until finally their faces were facing each other.
There were no words spoken after that, only a gaze that preached love, which the two gave to each other. The two are crumpled up.
"You want, what?" ask Naura.
Abhi glanced at the fryer then turned off the stove. Lifting the last samosa and draining it in the bowl.
"You naughty! If you talk like that as if you know what I want. And you purposely teased me!" exclaiming Abhi.
Instantly Naura felt her body fly because Abhi raised her body in bridal style. Abhi laid his wife's body on the sofa, enjoying the scent of cooking oil, and Naura's perfume was still left. Yes, his wife had not taken a bath, he preferred to prepare breakfast for her.
"Abh ...."
"Yes ...."
"Can we postpone it first, samosaku ntar gosong!"
"I've lifted up!"
"I haru—
"Thirty minutes," whispered Abhi beside Naura's ear. After that, he started the day beautifully. Chit-chatter, light jokes, moans, love overflows all mixed into one. Abhi feels Naura more enjoy when Naura continues to be invited to joke, yes although her laughter is sometimes accompanied by the sound of desaha*n erotic from the lips of the wife.
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Naura looked at herself in the reflection of the glass, after taking a junub bath with her husband and ending rounds two, three, and four. Now it is completely clean. He brushed his long hair. Still a little wet, he forgot to bring his hair dryer still in his mama's house.
After finishing he caught up with Abhi who was enjoying a television show. While enjoying the samosa that he was fried. There is a sauce sambal there, which Abhi sometimes fits in the corner of the samosa he made.
"Where are you sitting? My lap or on the couch?" Tempted Abhi when he saw Naura standing beside him.
"Stop, Abh .. I'm tired!"
"OK, Honey. Wait a bit bad luck, we buy ice mixed with durian toppings. Then we go somewhere."
"Norah! Don't just go, my body's all pegel!" Abhi smiled meaningfully, he knew what made his wife like that was him. Just as he was about to bring Naura's feet into his lap the sound of the bell of the apartment door rang out loud.
"Definitely a bully!" said Abhi.
"I can guess, from the smell of this mama and papa. Must be about to say, why the bike is not back and forth! So, it doesn't have to be opened!" remember Naura, but Abhi kept moving from her position to open the door.
When the apartment door opened wide, the man outside the apartment was stunned when he saw Abhi who opened the door of Naura's apartment.
Hanif looked at Abhi with a million questions in his head while the petite girl who was now wearing a white dress, immediately ran into the apartment to look for Naura's whereabouts.
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**Thank you for reading, and patiently waiting for Abhi-Naura. I'm still not well, actually. So, can't promise up fast. Next to the holiday, the problem is still not able to think of heavy conflict, the head is still frowning.
And for everyone to take care of health, the weather is extreme, may God always protect us. Aamiin 🤲
...HAPPY WEEKEND**...