
“Tita..Oh My God!” Mieke jumped up from his seat and hugged Tita heeding the girl groaning in pain as her hand was nudged.
“Serious You Ta his wife Pak Tiar? Yang... Jeez vows are more handsome than the one reported by Mieke” timpal Gendis
Tita grimaced and shifted her body away and leaned against the arm of the sofa.
“Pake shaman where Ta? The pellet is effective Bener” Mieke cooed around.
“Ih Mbak Mieke” Tita grunts.
“Kok you can be the same Mr. Tiar marriage trus do not say, story gih story” Mieke closed the laptop and sat folding legs together on the sofa preparing to listen to Tita's story.
“Mas Tiar is cooperation with cafe owners at Tita's workplace, know her close from sana”
“When is the wedding date?” Gendis went around the table and chose to move seats, shifting Tita to the middle of the sofa.
"It's been a month”
“Kok didn't say-tell”
“You said all to invite”
“Means to know new 3 months directly marriage Ta?” Mieke twitch Tita's cheek.
“Don't you fill it first Ta? PakTiar DP first ya” Gendis advances his curious face.
“Duh...what the hell on” Tita lay her back slowly to the back of the sofa “Tita want to tell but do not comment before finished” her index finger accused alternately her female colleagues.
Tita began to speak from the incident that should they both be married forcibly, about the condition of the feelings of the two who were learning to accept the situation. Undergoing the courting process to get to know each other and about overnight applications.
“So you guys don't love each other?” Mieke scratched his head.
“Yang clearly Tita has started to love Mas Tiar, but if love...” Tita raises the shoulder “Maybe not yet, after all Tita herself is not sure what love is like, anyone can explain to Tita not?” toleh Tita right and left.
“Eh what yes, yes that's Ta, you like the person without frills, want him to fit well or fit again ngeselin” Gendis raise the eyeballs up trying hard to describe according to his understanding.
“Yes you just accept him as it is like Ta” Mieke mangosteen agree with the word Gendis.
“Ah! Your heart deg-deg an no Ta if Deket Pak Tiar?” mieke's eyebrows go up and down.
“Eh!” Tita knitted eyebrows “Ehm, yes how ya” duh time yes have to say deg-deg an when they kiss.
“Absolutely not Ded-deg-an Ta? I'm the only one who has a crush on the heart and it feels free if Mr. Tiar again smiles” Mieke rem*s uniform on the chest.
“Ehm, yes deg-deg-an heck Mbak” I Tita shy.
“Ciye..red tu pipi” seduce Mieke while pinching anxious.
“Enak kan Ta marah, you must be sad why not from yesterday-yesterday marriage” replace Gendis flirting with a smile.
“News gih Ta first night rich what, pain no Ta?” Mieke raised his tone.
“Not yet, uh..Tita not yet gituan” duh it feels like to just immerse his face into the bowels of the earth, Tita sure his face at this time must be reddish.
“Boong ah! A month of cooking house is nothing, you are already the husband and wife” Gendis sneered.
“Truly Mbak Gendis” Tita shook her head strongly.
“Trus you guys do a month, play gaple if night?” exclaim Mieke's anxious “So suspect the same you two” Mieke's eyebrows raised and his eyes squinted.
“Do not if not Mr. Tiar was guy or his room Ta the lesbian” body Mieke kloget-kloget rich worms overheating.
“Amit-amit! Amit-amit!” Tita hurriedly shook the table in front of her.
“It looks like we need to tatar ni boy Ke” Gendis open the bag pull out a piece of paper and pencil ”Hold Ta, write up!” his orders.
Tita who does not understand the meaning of Gendis according to just holding a pencil and want to write something.
“Jiah! Bener ni brat is still a virgin” screeches Gendis surprised him.
Mieke laughed out loud, taking over the pencil from Tita's hand.
“If you can hold the pencil in the morning so, if the night gini nih Ta”
Mieke shows the hand that is holding the handle of the gas motor.
Tita patted her eel after realizing she was the object of the moons.
“Emang why the hell Ta? Afraid of pain?” Mieke put his laptop in the bag.
“Sick is it?” Tita asked back.
“Sick rich in ant bite” sahut Gendis “Turn it's good Ta”
“It is a lie that Gendis” Mieke lowered his leg and prepared to put on his shoes.
“Ih, it hurts a lot Miake?” Tita rem*s the fringe of her pajamas.
“Not hurt, lie that if it's just delicious, but enaaaaaaak baaaaaaanget Ta”
A sudden burst of laughter filled the void in the corner of the room, Tita's head suddenly throbbing like it was thrown back into the time loop the night she was confined with three grown men talking about the bed, not expecting these two female colleagues can also talk such fun things.
“Tita does not want to do so without being based on love” her murmur that slowly eased laughter from the two women.
“Bulshit” Mieke rolls his eyeballs “Make me s3ks it just takes responsibility and awareness. It must be done under common sense and know the consequences if doing it can be pregnant and there are children who must be accounted for”
The woman leaned in, looking at the girl's eyes in front of her.
“Dengerin me yes Ta, the woman can desire especially for you who have never been touched. Different from men whose brains are more sensitive about the four letters earlier. You're not afraid of losing a well-established, handsome, richly responsible man, Mr. Tiar. Do not let him give up waiting for you to give rights to him and think to end your relationship that seems forced. S3ks do not need to wait for love, instead love can grow when you need each other and want each other. The bed problem is a crucial problem for married couples, can warm the cold or just the opposite cool the previously warm”
Mieka took a deep breath after a long talk as if she was deciphering the definition of a logarithmic formula that could not be understood by logic.
“Truly tu Ta and when viewed from the gesture Mr. Tiar looks really he loves you” Gendis added.
“Ta..but Mas Tiar promise I want to wait until Tita allows”
“We'll see how long your husband can last, whether you don't pity his inner birth. Could-can he find the same release...” Gendis shook her head.
…
Tita's eyes can not be separated staring at the television screen in front of her, her right hand holding a spoon stirring the hospital ration, her stomach hungry but her appetite evaporated somewhere.
It's true that she accidentally agreed with her husband's intention to not hold back the desire when the injury healed but Tita herself is not sure if she will obey when the time comes.
Tita is still digesting Mieke's words, there is a theoretical equation between Mieke and Tiar that physical interaction can foster love itself.
Tita's daydreams crumpled when she heard the door open.
“Bunda” calls Tita slowly to the middle-aged woman who is struggling to get closer to her.
“Tita” Mommy's eyes look at every inch of her body
"Why is this?” the hoarse voice holding the sobs sounded so heartbreaking.
“Tita no pa-pa Bunda”
“Mother help bribe” his nanny's hand outstretched take over the stainless material plate from his hand.
Tita was surprised when Mother Ning shared the story that Papa Bagas decided to become a regular donor since their presence in the orphanage at that time.
“Mother is somewhat relieved because your sisters' room is free to leak during the rainy season” the woman smiled while putting the dishes that had been toilet.
“Your parents must also love Tita right?” the hand gently stroked Tita's hair and tucked the child's hair behind the ear.
The conversation halted when a white-robed figure appeared with a stethoscope draped around the neck followed by a woman in a purple costume.
The results of the doctor's visit were quite a relief, Tita's hands gradually improved and there was no indication of continued infection, he said, however, the doctor still advised not to force yourself to start the activity back at work and asked him to stay at home for two weeks.
Tita couldn't hold Ning back from lingering in the hospital due to the business she couldn't leave at the parlour, after lunch Tita spent time on chicken sleep.
His intention to sleep in the real sense is disturbed because several times Tiar contacted him via vicall to make sure his condition was fine when he found out he was alone in the hospital.
It felt like his eyes were closed for a second when his phone rang again, his eyes just squeaking catch the two final letters A and R that are seen on the screen and slide the screen to the green icon.
“What's more Mas Tiar, Tita wants to bobo lakh” he exasperated a little.
“Tita, it's me. Niar”
Tita's eyes immediately widened.
“Eh sorry Niar, I thought Mas Tiar”
“Iiihh..kirain just disturb me doang, busy calling you also turned out” suhutan upset heard at the end there.
“How is Niar?”
“Udah down fever again awaited by Mama”
The sound of the car's clasps through Tita's eardrum.
“Liar again in the car?”
“Yes, told Mas Tiar to buy daleman for you Ta”
“Job Mas Tiar!”
"Will it be Mas I who is fondness that lowers his self-esteem to buy daleman" kekeh Niar.
Shortly thereafter the distinctive bell sound of the outlet rattled.
“You size how many Ta?”
“36B”
“Busyet cute-cute so big also gallonnya” Niar terbahak “Full cup or half cup?”
“Full cup, no pad and no wire”
Their conversation paused for a while, it seemed that Niar was looking for an order
*“36B full cup pack wire same rest half cup model front hook*”
Tita assures him because it is not nice to have to trouble Niar if he has to find other outlets, he is eager to see his husband's hair, he wants to see his husband's hair, casually ask for help Niar who is currently definitely in trouble because Anya is having a fever.
…
Tita and Niar's jokes came to a halt as Tiar's figure appeared hurriedly from behind the squeaking door. Tita became entertained since the arrival of Niar two hours ago, no need to worry about Anya because according to the prediction of Mama Hayu toddler was just teething.
“Nih biang kerok come” welcome Niar while sneering.
“He...he... order wife cave lo buyin right?”
“Replace triple”
“Beres!” Tiar ruffled Niar's hair and turned closer to Tita stealing a kiss of two cheeks and lips, either this time Tita just smiles of pleasure as if the activity was a fun routine from Tiar for him.
“Uhuk!” Niar pretended to cough “Return ah...hareudang hareudang” his hand wagged.
“Don't first, that's bawain martabak cave lo's favorite. Wait for Tita to pause again, the cave wants to bathe”
Tiar's sweaty body instantly became refreshed after being drenched in cold water, laughter rang out behind the bathroom door as he turned off the shower faucet and wore a t-shirt. It seemed like someone was swiping at his wife as his ears caught more than two people talking.
His face immediately stiffened and turned wrinkle on his forehead when he heard the voice of the man speaking. Walking to the sofa where Tita was sitting next to Iwul, at the end of the sofa leaning Bima who seemed to be fiddling with Tita's laptop.
“Eh Mas Tiar” Wulan nods his head when he sees it approaching.
Tita raised her head as Tiar chose to sit on the arm of the sofa.
“A long time Wul?” he asked while glancing at Bima who was waving towards him.
“Lumayan Mas”
“Niar just came home, long time he said wait Mas shower”
“Done!” exclaim Bima followed a sigh of relief.
“Makasih Mas Bima” Tita looking towards Bima. “Ehm, can help Tita change user password?” her door.
“Could-could” the man was bearded while pressing a few options on the laptop screen.
For a moment Tita thought a new password for its user and spontaneously typed tiartita while smiling indistinctly.
Bima shut down the laptop and put it to the table.
"Your laptop is done Ta"
“Oh good when it's done?” Tiar looked at Bima with a glare of dislike eyes, his attitude that provoked Tita to poke the stomach and pinch her thigh.
“Grotto wife wants to rest”
“Wife???” compact Wulan and Bima screeched while looking at Tita.
“Loh...not to tell them” Tiar's remarks seem flat reflecting him was deliberately provoking excitement and ownership of the figure of Tita as his wife in front of Bima.
The man pulled his wife's right arm slowly and asked her to stand up. Tita thought her husband would force her to go back to the patient's bed to rest. Instead of that, Tiar instead took over his seat and pulled on the waist with a slight force sitting on his lap. Still not satisfied, Tiar wrapped both hands in his stomach. As if showing affection for lovebirds in front of them.
"You married Ta? When?" Iwul looked at his sidekick "Why?" his eyes turned to his stomach.
"Eh, it's been a month Wul. Sorry not to tell you, the intention was three weeks away from the invitation of the recipe" Tita explained while trying to keep away Tiar's lips pecking his cheek.
"Cock stinks of asem Ta? Had a shower yet" Tiar buried his face in Tita's hair.
"Udah Mas Tiar" Tita tried to wriggle "Can not shampoo so musty smell"
"Shower again yuk, cave shampooing" Tiar's sensual tease.
Childish behavior mixed with kemesuman successfully delivered Wulan and Bima passed away leaving two lovebirds who reply pinch shortly after the door closed.
Tita blasts a pinch on Tiar's waist that Tiar replies with a heavy pinch on Tita's cheeks that blush red.
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