The Primadona

Chapter 22 Plunging towards mahligai

Getting to Mahligai

"Assalamualaikum, Darling---" I said a greeting opening the conversation.

"Waalaikum salam--" There was a Mozza voice on the other end of the phone.

"Why? What's up, darling ...?" my many.

Silent for a moment, then Mozza Pramesti heard an annoyed snort sounding a rude breath.

"I want to meet!" the door is full of emphasis.

"Lho, just met, honey?" many wonder.

"Anyways, we have to meet!" mozza.

Without waiting for my answer, he ended the conversation. Whether there was anything when we had just met, I immediately rushed to the place he said earlier with a guessing heart.

Arriving at a city park, immediately approaching the woman who will be the mother of my children, it seems that he had waited long enough for my arrival.

"Darling ...."

Lirih said my voice surprised her daydream, I immediately took a position sitting on the park bench right opposite her.

"What's up, anyway? Seriously so. Does anything else matter, huh, honey?" I asked as I held her hand and kissed her.

His hands were cold and sweaty, and I'd wipe them with the tip of the shirt I was wearing to dry. Then attach the soft fingers between the jaws and stare at the net.

Mozza also stared at my eyeballs full of telisik, it seems he was looking for an answer from this netra that implies a thousand feelings of love just for him.

Her fingers were gently sloping playing on the smooth grass that was neatly lined up on my cheeks. Then I grabbed her hand and kissed her repeatedly while staring at her face.

"What's wrong? Huh, Honey ...."

Mozza just mumbled.

"Still doubting my sincere love, again?" I moved to sit next to him.

The sweet smile slowly formed perfectly on her thin lips. Then he put his head on my shoulder. Every now and then he gently rubbed my arm and played back the fine fur that grew .

He did not answer my question earlier, now I can breathe a sigh of relief. And began to gently persuade her to go home. Because the weather is not friendly it seems that it will soon rain.

Mozza was swaying spoiled around my waist and we walked leisurely through the flowers that were blooming full of cheerful colors because the beetles had come to see, then slowly went and flew away after feeling full.

Arriving in the parking area immediately I opened the car door and asked him to enter immediately. Now that the car has driven to bring him home, he had come only with taxi transportation services.

Arriving at his apartment, he rushed into the kitchen after putting his cell phone on the table right in front of me sitting.

Seemed his mobile phone vibrates many times there is an incoming message, for some reason this mind is eager to see the WhatsApp message.

Finally I reached for his cellphone and opened the incoming message, instantly my chest was pounding even barely it felt like it would faint and this hand immediately trembled.

"Clarisa ..." murmured.

I haven't been able to read it, but Mozza's voice stopped my hand immediately, then as fast as lightning put his phone back in its original place.

"A'a Earth, dear ... here, then," she asked.

"Yes-Dear."

"Please, dong!" his yell.

I got up and walked to the kitchen.

"What's up, honey ...."

After reaching the kitchen apparently he asked for help to bring a snack because both hands brought two cups of hot tea.

After I returned I said goodbye to him because there was an appointment with someone. He took me to the front of his apartment lobby.

The car immediately drove at high speed to the residence of Clarisa Santoso to question her relationship with Mozza.

After arriving with a sense of impatience pressing the double button repeatedly. The beautiful Indo-faced woman also opened the door and was shocked to see my presence.

"Hay, Earth? What up. Tumben, what wind brought you back to me?"

Without further ado immediately pushed that slender body that was only wearing thin lingerie until it bounced off falling on the sofa.

"Earth! Oye! Earth!" his screeches.

He tried hard to release the hard grip of my hand on his neck. He kept trying by landing blows on my body repeatedly trying to break away.

Uhuk .

Hueekkk ....

He coughed, almost vomited when the strangulation in his neck slowly I was released, when he saw that he could barely breathe.

"You don't fuck around! If Mozza finds out that we have a special relationship then, your life is at stake!" hardikku while pushing his body to fall on the sofa again.

He seemed to slowly cry and chattered a lot of things, all the grunts in his heart he said until he was no longer left.

Soon I grabbed that sexy little body in my arms. Now he had calmed down when I had softened up and apologized to him already passed rough all this time.

He smiled happily at my attitude. And promised not to repeat anything that would make me angry again.

We also fought in the room to release a desire that I had not given him for a long time. After cleaning myself, I went back into the room.

Looks jeans suit and shirt made of denim with matching color already seen on the bed complete with shoes that I will wear tonight.

After Clarisa's done, she helped tidy up the clothes I wore in front of the mirror. I also say goodbye to him.

"Be careful, yes." she said at the door.

"Yes, Hany .... Ilove you," I whispered

"Ilove to ..." she replied.

I also kissed the lips of the woman who lived with me for many years, now she is fluent in Indonesian even though not so perfect. But every time I talk to him, he prefers to speak the language.

I immediately drove the car towards the direction of the place where the promise was set by someone. After I met him soon, he seemed to have been waiting for my arrival for a long time.

"I'm sorry, I'm late .." I said apologizing as I reached out.

"Oh, yeah. Rubber clock, yes!" his gerrick.

I just shrugged after seeing the watch apparently made him wait almost two hours.

I pulled up my chair and sat down, and then he started to open his laptop and explain the details until it didn't feel too late and our meeting ended with a deal.

While on the way to the apartment I continued to talk to Mozza via mobile phone about my meeting earlier, he was happy to hear from me.

"I'm sorry for doubting your sincere love" he said at the end of the phone call.

"Yes, honey," I said.

"Help ..."

"I'm sorry, too, for what's been going on in your heart all this time." I chimed.

The day of the inauguration of the relationship between us is now in sight, in the near future I will visit his parents' house in Bandung. They met Abah and Ambu.