The Tomboy's

Fiza : Pondok Mertua Indah (PMI)

After 7 days after the death of Mr. Arbani Malik aka beloved Ramanda. I took refuge in PMI aka the beautiful in-law cottage alias hitchhiking at the house of in-laws. You see kanjeng papi Harsono plans to renovate the house of my late bokap. Said it as a wedding gift, anyway. I just resigned. But in the heart of glad tinkering. This is called the fortune of the son of Sholehah, I cannot refuse. Right?

I moved away with only important letters and clothes. The rest will be arranged by the contractor company which is rented by papi-in-law. I just order the goods - the relics of the deceased bokap not to be damaged let alone lost.

Kanjeng mami and sister-in-law welcomed my arrival enthusiastically. But I feel worried, because it means having to sleep in the room with my husband. Well, I am yes, sleeping with my own husband even afraid.

My husband looks bright cheerful. His face was always adorned with a charming smile, and he was always whistling - whistling whatever song. Unlike me who actually felt a great worry. Honestly, I still feel anxious with the threat of Arneta the other day. Actually I want to complain to my mother-in-law, but I'm afraid it is thought 'guided' has been given the heart is still asking for forgiveness.

And finally the night came. My husband started fishing for me with his action. Though a few months ago, he still hated me, but now his attitude really looks like a kitten.

"We play yukkkkk...!"

Well, mas ojob has begun to launch his appeal.

"Main what? Guess what - guess what?" I acted like a pilon with spoiled codes launched by my husband.

Mas ojob face directly bent. I know what he means, but because I'm still not ready to war, yes I try to pretend I don't know what he means.

Mas ojob's originally upset face finally revealed a smile.

"Can, we play guess - guess. But...."

Well you know, mas ojob put forward the conditions. I'm sure the conditions he proposed are not far from the punishment of obscene kinds of Hollywood romantic movies.

"Here's down!" without waiting for mas ojob to finish his words, I immediately agreed.

"Know it?" Ojob is grazing. His face immediately looks bright.

"Knew!"

"Not in the first place?"

"Alaaaa, at least if you win ask for a kiss or ask to undress for the loser!"

"Hehehehehe..." Mas ojob laughs pleasure.

"Aren't you laughing?"

"Yes, it turns out that I want to. You said it yourself!"

"Well, don't you want that mamas?"

"No, I haven't finished talking about being cut." Mas ojob quibble.

"What do you want to be punished for?"

"I just want to tomorrow in pepper - rica. But if I ask you to streaktease ya hayuk deh!"

Shit, Sob! I'm stuck. I'm reaping havoc from my own mouth. That's right, your mouth your tiger! Duh nyesel I've been acting pretentious.

Mas ojob whistled - whistling happy because he felt winning. Yes it's okay - what. Besides pleasing the husband is part of the worship that can add to the reward. But yes, I have to think extra hard so as not to lose to him. As long as the business with Arneta is not done, I will not give the green light to the mas ojob to touch me.

We also tweeted to determine who won first. Mos ojob wins, he starts looking for questions.

"Eeeett.. can't search on google map!" I immediately made a rule to avoid mas ojob cheating.

Mas ojob raised one eyebrow. He seemed to have objected, but he finally relented.

"Okay, ready yes..! First question!" Mas ojob nyengir. "Why are women more chatty than men?"

I guess, this perverted question must have come out. I immediately snap my finger. No loss I make friends with men - men and diligently busking. The point is that the discussion is grazing - grazing like this I become tempe, lah.

"I knew. There are 2 answers. Who wants an answer?"

Mas ojob smiled sweetly. The smile of death that made me melt. "Duh Gusti, my husband is very handsome, anyway. It's good to be a playboy."

"Okay, the first answer is because women are more chatty than men. Second answer...." I hung up because I refused to answer. Eyebrow mas ojob twitching - twitching fishing my answer.

"Because women have 2 lips. The upper lip equals the lower lip!" I answered with a clean. Shame, Sob!

Mas ojob laughed heartily - Bahak. "Pinter.." he praised me while shuffling my hair. Hadeh... Start brave skinship him. "May not see if the girl has 2 lips. I just saw one doang, this one!"

Mas ojob's fingers touched my lips slowly. And sreeet.... The touch of a mas ojob makes my blood stop flowing. Damn, mas ojob, but I won because I could answer, why still get the punishment as well. Cheating, mas ojob.

Buru - rush me to pull over the hands of mas ojob who still gently rubbed my lips. It could be dangerous if I ask for more. Haha....

"Now it's my turn to answer my question!"

Mas ojob's smile went silent as I clasped his hand. But because we were playing a game, he came back serious.

"Why are women stronger than men?"

Ojob seems to think. He put his body in the bed. And then close your eyes.

"Buruan Mas, this is given time!" I reminded ojob.

"What's the real answer or ngaco?" tanyanya. Because kuper aka less association with fringe people, he became less familiar with guessing - the guess I asked.

"Two - both!"

"Mas only know the serious answer. Women are stronger than men because women carry their children 9 months, and after childbirth it hurts."

"Nega's answer?"

"What's? I give up, huh?"

I smiled triumphantly. Then if I win, can I ask mas ojob to sleep on the sofa?

"Yes, obviously, girls are stronger because girls can carry 2 mountains, if men bring 2 eggs only helped by his sister"

I laugh, mas ojob grinned crisply. Well, you won a landslide.

Mas ojob is ready to take off his shirt.

"Eeeee... what the fuck!" I protest the action open - openings mas ojob.

"He who loses is told to undress!"

"No. The punishment I'm changing. Because Mas Aksa lost, so tonight Mas slept on the couch!"

I laughed - ketiwi saw the face of mas ojob who grumbled - murmur when I know the punishment I gave for him.

My laughter stopped when I heard yuna's voice.

"Kanjeng Mami why do nguping in front of the door of his room mas Aksa?"

I and I just look at each other. Not expecting if my first night stay at PMI, me and mas ojob in the eyes - matai by kanjeng mami.

I immediately lay down on the bed and covered my body with a blanket.  While outside the room, sayup - sayup heard the sound of a mother who nagged my sister-in-law. Duh. I'm so embarrassed, man. I can't imagine what breakfast will be like tomorrow morning.

I felt mas ojob lying behind me. Then his hand slid behind the shirt while fumbling at my chest.

"Say the girl is strong because where to take two mountains. Where is your mountain not?" Whisper ojob near my ears.

"Goddessa...!" I scream and reflex elbow mas ojob. He also complained of the pain of my elbow being too severe about his collarbone.

This is the new real war in bed alias elbow - the same elbow husband.

Tbc