The Passion of Love of the Racer

Deny punishment

This morning, Jihan's body was crumbling. Keanu really proves what Jihan told Rachel. Last night, the man beat him tirelessly. I don't know what stamina Keanu has until it is capable like that. Is he wearing doping? Or stimulant drugs? I don't know! For sure even though it feels so good, still so tired afterwards.

Thankfully, today is a weekend off. And, in the next two days he could rest while recovering his achy body from head to toe.

“Morning! Already awake?” asked Keanu who had just walked into the room with a glass of milk and a plate filled with sandwiches.

Keanu's face looked fresh and shining. It doesn't seem like he's exhausted. That made Jihan confused. Right now, he just cannot wake up.

“Ah, ssshhh ..” Jihan moans when she is about to get up.

Keanu who saw it immediately put the plate and glass on the small table and helped his wife. He helps Jihan to lean against the bed wall.

“Sick yes?” ask plain Keanu.

“Do not ask!” jihan replied upset.

Keanu did not feel guilty instead laughed. “Uuuh .. pity. Which one hurts?”

Plaques

Jihan hit Keanu's arm, making the man laugh.

“Other times don't be like that!” said Jihan spoiled.

“What's it like?” asked Keanu pretending not to understand.

“Just, don't be like last night! My body crumpled all the taste.”

Keanu sat right next to his wife and smiled. “Sorry. Who told you your body was good. Make opium know!”

“Ish ... Kean,” whine Jihan pissed.

Keanu laughed too. He took the glass containing the milk for his wife. “Come fill your stomach first. After that ..”

Keanu hung up his words.

“After what?” jihan asked curiously after receiving a glass from Keanu and putting it on his lips.

Keanu only grinned, revealing his teeth. “Can you guess yourself anyway.”

“Keanu ..” yelled Jihan again, making Keanu laugh again.

Really, Keanu liked Jihan's weak expression. Weak because the woman could never refuse that obligation. In addition to obligations, Jihan was not able to resist Keanu's touch that made him float.

Keanu smiled. he was happy because when he was with her, Jihan became a different figure.The tough and independent woman, suddenly spoiled, whining, and talkative. Personality that is much different from the person that Jihan shows to others.it makes their household feel full of love.

After finishing the milk and sandwiches, Keanu immediately carried his wife.

“Where?” jihan asked when he was in Keanu's arms.

“Bathroom. You want to clean yourself up, right?”

Jihan nodded. “But I don't want to be hosted.”

“It's okay. Let me bathe,” Keanu said.

“Ngga.” Jihan shook her head.

“Your stomach is full, right?” tanyanya grinned.

“Keanu, I can shower myself,” Jihan said as the man put her inside the bath up.

“Yes, I know. I'm just helping you.” Keanu has prepared warm water in there along with the teraphy aroma that Jihan likes.

Last night, Jihan gave a servant to her husband and this morning Keanu gave service to his wife. As it turned out, Keanu really only helped bathe Jihan and rub her back. The man had also prepared breakfast for them. Jihan was treated like a queen.

“Sayang. Please bring me my clothes!” pinta Jihan as she was about to wrap the towel around her body.

However, he saw Keanu shake his head. “Starting today your sentence applies.”

“What punishment?” ask Jihan forgot.

“Forgot or pretend to forget?” Keanu asked back.

Jihan was back. He completely forgot the punishment for the pregnancy-preventing pill he had taken at that time.

“Twenty-one days,” replied Keanu.

“Yes for mercy.” Jihan patted her eel. And suddenly he rounded his eyes. “No. I don't want to walk here and there naked, Kean. it's disgusting.”

Keanu laughing. “Who said disgusting? Sexy, Babe. So hot's. I like you plain.”

“Kean,” whining Jihan while shaking her head.

“Only when at home. When there is me and you,” Keanu said again.

Jihan kept shaking her head. He refused to do that crazy thing. Although this house is closed and the distance between his house and another house is quite far. Jihan still felt that this was crazy.

****

Lastri sighed harshly as she saw Wiliam falling asleep on the sofa with the television still on. Actually, Lastri was embarrassed to live in this house continuously. He also did not feel good about the neighbors who often gossiped, because between him and Wiliam did not have any ties, but they lived on one roof. Although the complex of houses that Wiliam occupies has a large building and privacy respectively, but Lastri still feel.

Lastri was also determined, after Wiliam fully recovered, he would seek a contract or follow his daughter to Lombok. But, Lastri also did not want to disturb Jihan who was just starting a household. He realized that the newlywed couple must be enjoying the time together.

“Pak, wake! Move to room,” said Lastri softly on Wiliam.

There was no sign of the man opening his eyes. Lastri thought, Wiliam did not hear his words. Then, Lastri advanced his body and brought his face closer to Wiliam's ears.

“Pak,” call Lastri again gently.

Lastri's voice sounded melodious in Wiliam's ears. It's just that he wanted to hear the woman did not call him with a call ‘pak’ but rather ‘mas’ because Wiliam was of Javanese blood.

Wiliam deliberately closed his eyes. He likes this position, because he and Lastri are so close. Lastri knelt right in front of her body that was lying on the sofa with their faces so close.

Without Lastri noticing, Wiliam's hands were raised and hugged the waist. Lastri only realized after Wiliam hugged him tightly.

“Pak Wil, Release!”

William opened his eyes and smiled. He saw the face of ayu Lastri right in front of his face. Feels very close.

“Do not call me ‘Pak’! Lastri.”

Lastri rebelled. “Detach, sir.”

“I release, but don't call me ‘pak’!”

“Then, what should I call?” lastri asked by looking into Wiliam's eyes.

The glare of those sharp eyes reminded him of twenty-six ago, when the man forced his will. But for some reason now, Lastri's heart no longer hurts when he remembers the incident, maybe it was because the incident had happened a long time ago or maybe it was because of Wiliam's gentle attitude during his stay here or maybe there was something else? Pastri doesn't understand.

“Mas?” Lastri asked back.

Wiliam nodded. “Yes, call me Mas, because I also bleed Java.”

Lastri held ta. It was funny that the blond-faced, disgusted man was called Mas.

“Hey, you laughing?” ask Wiliam.

Lastri immediately shook her head and changed her expression. “No.”

Lastri regained consciousness of this uncomfortable position.

“Mas, can you let me go?”

“Oh, yes.” William immediately took off his embrace on the waist.

“Here is cold, Mas. Better to go into the room,” said Lastri shifted awkwardness and said he meant to wake up Wiliam earlier.

“Ya true. Now if the night always rains. I was cold,” said Wiliam.

“Then sleep in the room,” replied Lastri glanced, then stood up and was about to leave the man.

However, Wiliam blocked Lastri's arm. “I need someone to warm me up while sleeping. Ready to be my wife? Please please!”

Lastri looked at the blinking man before her. It was funny to see the expression of a ruthless former mafia turned melancholic and begging. This is the fourth time Wiliam has asked Lastri to be his wife.

“Lastri,” call Wiliam.

“If I don't want to, will you force me?” ask Lastri.

“Of course. This house I'll close tight so you can't leave here.”

Lastri smiled. “Then I have no choice?”

Wiliam.

“Then, why do you ask?” lastri asked again, making Wiliam smile.

It seems, he has got the green light from Lastri.