The Love Story of Somplak Girl

16

"Mas, I want to."

Rasya whined while shaking her husband's body. Moments later, Pandu's eyes opened heavily. The man had only slept half an hour ago and Rasya had already woken up again. Seeing Rasya's lips that advanced several centi, Pandu anxiously pulled Rasya's body into his arms.

"What do you want, hm?" Pandu kissed the top of Rasya's head full of love.

"The martabak," answered Rasya. Shows his white teeth.

"Martaback?" Pandu repeated and Rasya nodded quickly. "Then I call Arga to buy it for you."

"I don't want Arga's sister who is nyari. I want you." Rasya again whined like a child.

"Rb ...." The speech of Pandu stopped in the throat. He was sure that if he refused this time, surely Rasya would cry loudly. Pandu glanced at the wall clock that almost pointed at ten o'clock in the night.

"You don't feel sorry for me?" ask Pandu gently so that Rasya is not offended. Rasya did not answer and just fell silent when Pandu rubbed his cheeks that began to look a little more contained.

"I'm sorry, Mas. Then you better take a break" said Rasya. Lowering his hands and pushing the man's body back to sleep. Pandu simply complied, but his gaze was not the least detached from Rasya's movements.

"Where are you going?" ask Pandu when he sees Rasya getting out of bed.

"I want warm milk." Rasya passed by without looking at Pandu.

Pandu woke up and felt suspicious of his wife's behavior. Pandu hurriedly got out of bed and caught up with Rasya who was going down the stairs.

"Ra, wait!" palu shouted, but Rasya seemed to care for his ears and still walked calmly.

"Daughter of Rasya!" Pandu's voice rose, but Rasya still remained unconcerned.

When Rasya reached the bottom of the stairs, at that time Pandu also blocked Rasya's hand until the woman's step was restrained. Realizing Rasya's attitude that shows anger, Pandu pulls Rasya's body into his arms. However, Rasya just thrashed.

"I don't want to make you. Not good," said Rasya while holding his side.

"I'm sure this time it must be delicious," said Pandu, but Rasya just grunted rudely.

"I'm tugging at you, Mommy." Rasya turned his face. The guide who saw it actually became anxious himself.

"Why should I sulk? What do you want?"

"Special martabak like you is very special in my heart" said Rasya. Pandu laughed loudly when he heard it.

"You're special to me too." Pandu cupped Rasya's face and landed a kiss on the woman's lips.

"I don't believe it." Rasya put away Pandu's hand and walked quickly to the kitchen. The guide who saw that hurriedly followed behind.

"Don't walk too fast. Remember, pity our child," said Pandu half-screaming.

"You don't feel sorry for me, do you?" Rasya whining. Pandu ruffled his hair rough. If Rasya has behaved like this then his patience began to be tested.

"I don't pity you, but I love you so much."

"Now just say love, you used to be selfish." Rasya's lips nagged, while his hands were busy making warm milk.

Pandu walked over and hugged Rasya from behind. Pandu dipped the nape of Rasya to create a strange gelay that is able to make Rasya's body bristling. While Pandu's hand rubbed Rasya's stomach slowly. The man felt very happy and impatient to want to immediately embrace the fruit of their love.

"Mas, ticklish."