The Love of Zarania

Section 94

"Make me food yes, I'm hungry." Davi, who chose not to continue their romance, asked Zara to make food.

"But we are.." Zara did not finish her words just glanced at her upper body that was messy because of the work of the husband, of course without finishing it Davi certainly understood the meaning of his wife's words.

"Later at night, I'm hungry now." said Davi again wearing a black tee shirt while the ash color shirt he let still cover the body of the wife who is now pursing his lips.

"So they have eaten" said Zara, indeed before leaving they had time to eat first, it really feels very unreasonable if now her husband is hungry again.

Davi did not answer only now busy tidying up Zara's clothes that he had been ruffled.

And finally with the mouth still in front of Zara followed the husband who walked out of the room.

"There are ingredients here?" ask Zara.

"There's a stock of instant noodles that I prepared for Mr. Grace, you make it." he exclaimed without stopping his steps which are now heading out of the house and looking for a housekeeper who turned out to be busy mowing the grass near the garbage can.

"Sir." call Davi while loosening part of his body from the iron fence.

Mr. Grace looked up to see the caller by his name. "Yes Mas." said the man whose head was partly covered by white hair.

"This is a moment." call Davi then when Mr. Grace stood up, Davi also walked towards the flower pot that had fallen made Mr. Grace follow him.

"So Mr Grace saw someone come in?" ask Davi while walking.

"People entering? I don't think so Mas." replied Mr. Grace after thinking and feeling he did not see anyone around the house he is guarding now.

Davi stopped by the window with a look that felt strange.

"This pot just now suddenly fell, impossible because of the wind." pointed Davi at the pot that previously made him and Zara very surprised.

Mr. Grace seemed silent to think about why the pot could fall from the terrace wide enough if not for being hit by something.

"Cat may be Mas." guessed the man because most likely it was the animal that was the culprit.

Davi was silent to the words of Mr. Grace and then turned to the side of the not too high wall that limited the house with the house next to him.

"The house next door isn't it sir?" davi asked then gazed at the house he could see from the parapet without any difficulty due to his high posture.

"Kosong Mas, it's been a long time, just look at the grass is already very high." replied Mr. Grace told the homeowner who had been kind enough to give him a job as well as a place to live in the middle of him who was very difficult to get a job when he was no longer young.

"If this wall I raise again is okay sir, because the horror is also the empty house so afraid there is a snake" said Davi asked the opinion of the man who had been faithful to listen to him.

Indeed, at this time he really felt something was strange, but somehow Davi himself could not explain it, either, because he did not see directly what and why the pot in front of his window could fall, he could only guess and be aware of all the possibilities, he could not help but, because of their work in other countries and Zara who still wants to work, they may stay apart for a while.

"It's okay anyway Mas, just exalted." replied Mr. Grace.

"Let's let the Father look for his exchange." continued Mr. Grace.

Davi nodded in agreement. "Yes, Mr. Rahmat continued to work again" Davi said, cleaning up pot fragments and soil and plants scattered on the floor near the window.

"Yes Mas." said the man and left.

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In a minimalist house that looks quiet sound someone from the bathroom, a sound that sounds very strange like someone who is having sex, a voice that sounds very strange like someone who is having sex, but only one voice is the voice of a man.

Continuously hissing endured the turmoil that was about to explode when he imagined how perfect the body of the woman he so loved would be.

"Your body is so perfect, baby, I love it so much" she cried alone with her hands constantly moving.

Cracking indistinctly and increasingly issuing words that increasingly make it uncontrollable, provoking his desire to be able to immediately float to enjoy the peak that he had always wanted.

Before long he groaned when he had achieved a very satisfaction, what a very strange behavior and seemed crazy, right? just by imagining someone but can be so great satisfaction that makes it weak.

"You're really amazing Zara." praised the woman who wasn't even with her.

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