The One I Damba

the morning of shahdu

Orange woke up, at that time his body was still wrapped in a thick blanket, covering his entire body which may still not wear a single thread. The night after a romantic incident without a plan was Orange and Andra did a ritual of pampering each other, sweating together to reach the peak of desire of both, and, in addition to utilizing a rare atmosphere also because it utilizes something urgent.

Orange squirms when Andra deliberately plays the girl's hair irregular, it feels funny to see the sleeping girl, it was, still feels the dream of finally Andra easily softened against Orange when in the past Andra was a person who really did not want this marriage to happen.

"mmm good morning." the hoarse voice of the woman was heard.

Andra smiled at the orange who was still adjusting because he had to wake up from his sleep.

Inevitably Orange had to step foot to clean up the rest of the night, it felt sticky at that time, his body, indeed, the activity was sweating quite a lot like exercising but when done with someone who is halal it feels not only tired but also beautiful.

Andra is preparing to wear clothes that he usually uses to work while Orange who a moment ago just came out of the bathroom was seen using clothes that he got from a pile of shirts that had not had time in neaten that must belong to Andra.

As if already accustomed Andra just smiled thinly when with no sin her little woman passed leaving their room with a condition that might be tempting for Andra.

"that girl, if only today I had no promise with the client I'd finish her mercilessly..." Andra spoke to herself as she looked at her reflection and smiled a bit sadistically.

Inevitably indeed at this time Andra has a taste that may be a little easier to be provoked by Orange even though Orange does not do things that might be said to lure Andra, which is not possible, like this time it is simple indeed Orange only uses his clothes that make the girl look cute with long hair that is still wet and black shirt that he wears looks great also shows his legs are beautiful but for Andra who is a normal man and it feels new to feel the beauty of the beginning of the wedding it is very tempting to dance with Orange.

Time goes on inevitably Andra must defeat his ego, dampen the taste and make a waiting time to channel his desire towards the Orange, he must go to do his duty to earn a living even though it is to make a living in the intention is to lead a company but he must be consistent also because he does not want to be leha just because he has a position. Andra was already sitting on the chair facing the dining table, opposite the Orange that was blocked by the medium-sized round table, which was, every once in a while Andra's view steals a steal on Orange that clearly looks more like a child so sweet.

"hey sir why is your view so on me, is there a problem...?" ask Orange. The girl found her husband like he was daydreaming while looking at himself and the mouth that seemed to be chewing the food he had prepared.

Andra was aghast, he did not expect to be caught red-handed by the Orange because of that trivial thing.

"ah no, I don't look at you, you're overconfident." Andra replied lying.

"ohh, well quickly finish the food later late.." without any suspicion in the least Jingga finally agreed with her husband's answer.

Andra looked once more at the orange, now it is not because the Orange who is using his clothes seems willing to use only if the Orange uses all the clothes belonging to Andra but the mind of Andra slightly touches the past with the Orange, when the rejection of the light he did not even hesitate Andra to do violence, but the Orange remained beside him until finally the Orange got the fruit of his patience, ke-bucin-nan who is currently incarcerating Andra.

"i'm done leaving." said Andra when he saw the watch in his hand, it was time he set out so as not to get too caught in the traffic jams that are very crazy.

"well, be careful on the road..." Jingga approached Andra about to perform the usual ritual she did, kissing the back of the hand of the man who had become her husband.

The orange does so and Andra kisses the shoots of orange hair.

"i feel like I want to be home." said Andra when it felt like he was not willing to leave his wife at home even though every day he locked Orange in the unit, but I don't know what happened that morning it felt like something was different for Andra.

"go away, later in the afternoon also come back again, I will not run away." joked Orange.

Since Jingga listened to Freeya's story about her husband it feels like the spoiled attitude that Andra shows at this time is just a little of all the things that he got before having to bear everything that was initially burdened on his father but suddenly moved to his shoulders until he had to lose it feels spoiled even he felt he had no place to do it.

"ahhhh I'm at home." said Andra again while pulling the body of Orange until now Orange is in his arms.

As if letting go, Orange even smiled to find Andra who could also be spoiled for her, behind her cold attitude was also arrogant.

The long embrace happened, like being released miss Andra directing his body also orange to sway to the right and to the left as if doing rhythm, and then, what a sweet morning atmosphere as sweet as the milk chocolate that Andra used to drink after marriage with Orange.

"hey sir go, it's too late by noon how..." Orange reminds, as the wife of a big company leader it feels natural if Jingga reminded even though the company where her husband works is owned by her own father but her husband also has to comply with company regulations that prohibit employees from arriving late except in the urgent circumstances.

"mademoiselle, I don't think I'm willing to go, look at you so seduced me, I don't think I want to let go of you." replied Andra who made Orange surprised.

"i'm not teasing you..."

"you tease me, lady, look at you wearing such a great shirt, showing off your beautiful legs, at the command to kiss her I feel like I'm willing to do it..."

"no Andra, don't be like that. I am your wife but treat me as if I should not overdo it, you are my husband whom I should respect even though I am yours but I am not willing to do so..."

"but Orange I'm serious..."

"i, too, love you doesn't mean I'd dare to order you to do something like that..."

For a moment Andra and Orange were silent, digesting each other's speech and conversation that was originally sweet turned a little serious because a little thing that might be trivial but turned out to mean deep.

"well then, I'm sorry I said a sentence you might not like but know that I don't mean to insult or impale your own charm, really..."

Jinga smiled, there was indeed no look of lies from Andra's face indicating that the man was not saying something that did not suit her heart.

"yes, I'm sorry but don't repeat it again..."

Andra smiled when she heard that his wife was not angry even again with the spaciousness of the chest of Orange forgave Andra even though the actual thing that Andra did was trivial but for Jingga no, there is an element of dropping self-esteem when Andra said it made him uncomfortable even though what You said earlier might be just a joke or just an addition sentence.

"what is the evidence that you forgive me...?"

"you mean...?"

"yes I need proof that you forgive me, I don't want to come until you're gone from my side just because you're still angry about this..."

Oranges think for a moment, his brain is divided to face the firstborn child who is forced to grow up like he is babysitting a growing child and wants to know a lot, he said, this it must be someone who convinces even trivial things like this alone in the problem.

"well what do you want...?"

"don't know..."

Eyebrows Orange meet.

"if you leave so soon, you have to be sure I forgive you just like that..."

"alright..." Andra breathed a long and rough breath, like not getting what she wanted but how else, with just forgiving orange should Andra be happy.

Seeing her husband who walked uninspired, finally the mind of Orange was overwhelmed by one action that might make Andra happy.

"wait, sir." said Jingga when Andra was near the door even the man's hand was ready to open the handle.

Andra turned.

One kiss managed to land on Andra's lips, making the man peck with wide eyes, surprised even not to believe if God will hear his prayers that want to be kissed in the morning by the wife.

"go away, I really have forgiven you, heart in the way dear." said Jingga.

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