The Love of the Duda

TCSD 84: Convenient

"Who are you, the good people who bought bicycles for our children?"

While observing the children who were trying their new bike, Gunawan's wife was still so astonished at the sustenance that suddenly came for her family. The woman seems to be still very curious who the sender of this bike.

"I don't know Deck either. And no one knows that our kids want a new bike except...."

Gunawan tetiba's speech was trimmed when his memory was fixed on the pajama-clad man who had been visiting his home this morning.

Gunawan's wife's forehead shriveled. "Except what?"

"Except the handsome father who had bought our porridge Deck. The father heard when our children were talking about a new bicycle."

"Don't that be Dad? But where can we meet the Father? Do you know where your father lives?"

Gunawan seems to think a little. "It looks like he's staying at a resort not far from our house on Deck."

"But how can we find the Father? We don't even know his name."

"Try tomorrow after I'm around, I stop by the resort Dek. Maybe I can meet that father."

"That's much better. Because we have to thank him anyway. Because it is the kindness of him that makes our children happy like that Mas," said the wife while pointing to children who look so happy when trying their new bike.

Gunawan. "Yes Dek, tomorrow I'll try to go to the resort."

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"Aaaarggh... It's all because of you guys. I'm really sorry to have eavesdropped on your activities in that room!"

Krisna screams in frustration under the shower. He deliberately wet his body to cool all the heat due to the blaze of desire that dominates his brain and body. The sighing sound that he had heard from the boss's room successfully made his own stiffened. If it is like this, he will not have to finish it.

"Aaaarggh... If I did not have the good intention to improve my morals, I would have been looking for beautiful women to be able to make an impingement. But I had promised oma Widuri to eliminate all my bad behavior and only in this way can I finish everything. Aargggghh what does the world say? A Krishna playing solo with soap? Gee whiz... How humiliating!"

The man looks careless himself while holding his lap object. He tried to concentrate fully on what he was doing. Really, playing solo like this is a lot more time, energy and mind draining. Almost half an hour later the man fantasized while scolding his property but in vain, because during that time he still could not get something out of his body.

But not Krisna name if he gave up in a situation that has managed to vacillate him. After almost an hour under the shower, with all his energy and mind he finally came to the release.

"Yeahhhh..... Finally....!" Krisna slightly grabbed her rough hair. "O Lord, there are temptations that come when I intend to improve my morals."

Krishna rinsed his body once more. After feeling clean, he took a bathrobe and then he wore it. After that, the man laid his body on the bed. Falling asleep because of fatigue.

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The night began to come. The king of noon who had been tired of watching all day, now began to descend from his throne. The radiance that feels hot in the day is now replaced by the soft light of the goddess of the night. The soft light reflected perfectly on the window of the room occupied by God and Mara seemed to add to the romantic atmosphere increasingly felt.

Mara closed her eyes. Dreams in his subconscious. Every day the wife of Rangga Danabrata Dewandaru can only fall down on the bed. His body seems to be weakening. And there was nothing he could do but just laze on the bed.

While leaning his back against the headboard of the bed, the man occasionally seemed to yawn. As a sign that he has also been wracked by extreme drowsiness. Slowly the hand of the God grabbed Mara's fingers, then he kissed her fingers intensely.

"Darling, I'm sorry for all my treatment for making you suffer like this. Quickly heal. I'm really worried about how you are, baby."

The eyes of the Gods felt increasingly heavy. It seemed that he was no longer able to endure his drowsiness. Until in the end, the man fell asleep in a position still leaning on the headboard of the bed.

Blowing wind typical of the beach tetiba enter through the window of the room that was not yet closed by God. The wind caressed Mara's body and instantly made the woman squirm. Her eyelids were open and her fingers were tightly grasped by her husband. He lifted his head slightly, and a sweet smile rose on his lips.

"You must be exhausted in taking care of me, huh? To the extent that you fell asleep in this kind of position?"

Mara extended her hand. Gently, she patted her husband's cheek. "God Mas. Wake Mas!"

Sensing that something was patting his cheek, he suddenly opened the eyelids of God. "Darling, you awake? What do you want, honey? Let me get it."

Mara smiled knot. "I don't want anything. Sleep in the right position. If it's like that your back will hurt."

"But what about you, baby? I have to compress your temple. I'm afraid your fever is getting higher."

"No, I'll definitely get well soon. Now you also rest, Mas. Rest your body so you don't get sick."

"Okay, honey, I'm going to sleep."

"But before, can you close the window? It's cold tonight."

"Geez, I totally forgot I didn't close the window, honey."

God comes down from the bed. He turned his feet to the window. After he made sure it was closed perfectly, he came back up on the bed.

"Can you hug me, Mas? I want to sleep while being hugged by you!" mara conveys her purpose and purpose.

The god chuckled at the face of the wife who increasingly looks so adorable when behaving spoiled like this. "Could be a darling. I'll hold you till morning."

"Thank you very much!"

In the end, the couple began to close their eyes while hugging. The embrace of the two is so tight as to reinforce that they do not want to be far apart. The husband's deck seems to be the most comfortable place for Mara. In fact, the woman again dissolved in the cradle of her dreams.

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