Throes

Still in the room

Povs. Yanna.

Both with Mas Rama when it was halal like this, why did I become this stuff? Like it wasn't just me. Even though at the boarding house I was ordinary as Rama, there was no face shy and nervous. Unless Mas Rama teases me.

This I was nervous for sure because of the three friends who teased me at that time. A conversation between those who are very interesting.

" How is Anunya Mr Duda?" Ask Sari.

" What's Anya?" I asked who did not understand Sari's words.

" Annything? Big what small.usually if the person is dashing, must be big." Sari answered, a very annoying face. slept on his stomach while hugging a pillow.

" Yes depends. although there is a large body that is small and lackluster. If the body is small there is also a strong and not lackluster." The Timpal mbak Indri. Please explain in more detail as I begin to understand that pointless discussion.

" Just look at his big toe?" Amel. " If long and fat it means big, if short fat it means gemoy. Overcome?" The baby again while eating a snack in a jar.

" So you know! Which can be equated with the big toe!" Cibir Sari's.

" Can't believe it? Try practicing with eco. Look at his big toe before you see the real one." Amel's advice, made Sari again clucked violently and throw a pillow towards the amel. Amel laughed again.

" Mom, have Mas Bayu big what small?" Ask Sari, sit back and eat a snack.

" Don't ask Sar! It must be big, and satisfying.the proof is that Indri feels at home in the room if there is a father." Amel. Makes Indri mbak choke on food.

" Asem you're Mel." Grumbled Indri with a shy face.

" Well! Just look at the thumbs of Mas Bayu Sar! From you practice to eco!" Amel's Advice. Now get a throw of atomic nuts from mbak Indri.

" Good idea." Saut fast Sari.

" Don't you! Later Mas ayang did not ask to wear gloves only if there are you guys this." Indri's mutu mbak, making Amel and Sari laugh more.

" Yes, live later if you want to buk-,"

" Nothing, nothing. What is live live live. There's nothing." My quick-say, who understands the brains of my three accursed friends.

What a try, First night want to live live. Like a cat, live in a public place without understanding people's feelings. Amel, Sari and Mbak Indri laughed satisfied to see me who blushed in shame when at the first night's tease.

And that conversation is what makes me nervous now in the presence of Mas Rama. Mother told me to take Rama mas to the room, so that they can rest when the meeting of the great family manten mas Rama is over and they all have returned to the villa. Nana also joined mama, which I did not feel the heart to see Nana cry because she did not want to be invited back to the villa by Mama Mas Rama.

Rama told me to sit next to him.

It's not yet night, is it? Don't be weird." My inner voice looked at Mas Rama nervously.

I tried to excuse myself Rama still told me to sit next to him with a little force. Until finally, I resigned. He approached Rama and sat down beside him.

I could only lower my head, squeezing my two hands firmly together. Hoping Mas Rama would not do it in the afternoon, with relatives and neighbors not yet home.

Shame right?

" Well, a moment's prayer for you?" Said Mas Rama who was in front of me now, and made me open my eyes to look up to see Mas Rama.

" The prayer after marriage, and this prayer is special to you." Said again. I who understood a little what was meant by Rama just nodded and lowered my head back, and to my two hands began to open to assure my husband's prayer.

Mas Rama touched my head and started chanting prayers for me. Making my tears flow down my cheeks. Feeling touched by the chanting of prayer that makes me like finding a guide at every step of my steps later wrong, in the household that I will live with Mas Rama.

The meaning of prayer: O God, I ask You for the goodness of him and the good that you have set upon him. And I take refuge in Thee from his ugliness and the ugliness which thou hast set upon him.

Mas Rama rubbed my head with both hands and kissed my crown for so long. Makes me sob a little for her gentle treatment.

" We live this household well yes.whatever the circumstances in the future, we must strengthen each other and trust each other. We will also educate our children well and lovingly. No one will be different between them." Mas Rama said softly, sitting crouching before me while holding my hand.

" Please guide me Mas, and please rebuke me well, if I go wrong later." I'm lirih.

" Yes." Yeah." Answer to Rama. Kissing my hands that touched me with the sincerity of love and my heart that melted with affection.

" Not crying, the powder will fade." Mas Rama wiped my flowing tears.

" Want me to remove the powder. it's late afternoon, the show's over, too." Mas Rama sat down next to me.

" Would take a shower now or eat first." Ask again.

" Bath first Yan, Sultry. From earlier pack this shirt." Mas Rama answered, wearing a long white shirt that is a little thick.

" I'll get a towel in Mas's closet." I said walking towards the closet, taking a new towel for Mas Rama.

When I turned around, my eyes were immediately touched by the sight of Mas Rama who was no longer wearing kebaya clothes. Only wear sleeveless inner shirts, showing arm muscles and also a slightly protruding d*da.

For the second time I saw this God?

I who daydreamed, made me re-joice when Rama pulled my hand and made me sit on his lap.

" Mad." Oh." Strangled me with my hand clutching her shoulder.

" May't incip for a moment Yan." The word Mas Rama. The two hands were already coiled around my waist with one hand rubbing gently, and back I glared at him.

" It's halal, right?" Her impression was again without shame.

Holy jeez!! I'm nervous, Mom..! This hand please condition for a moment.

" dude? Someone will come in." I said, trying to let go of Rama's hand.

" I've locked it." Mas Rama smiled.

Uh! When in the key.is very agile this widower.

I looked at the door of the room that was already in the key slot, making me look back at Rama who smiled flirtatiously at me.

Slowly with certainty, Rama touched my cheek. I began to close my eyes, bib*r who had been attached to each other with my new husband who started the game bib*r. linking and tasting each other the sweetness of bib*r. I'm the one who's lulled, my hands are draped perfectly around Mas Rama's neck.

I'm not an innocent widow who doesn't know how to kiss *n Mas Rama. We reciprocated, wanted and looked each other in the eye with a flash of desire that felt eager to start without waiting for the night.

" Yanna!! Open the door woyy.!!" Shouting and pounding the door made me forcefully release kiss*n Mas Rama.

" Three kunyuk have come." I said, it makes me nervous because of them.

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Yes, yes, yes.!!!😆😆

Stop that!! I don't want to be blamed for breaking the fast.🙊Sabur!!!! 😹😹