Tiny Brother Meatball Handsome

Succeeded

The sun is so timid to show itself, its warm bias sinks in the dim gray clouds. Drops by drops of falling water droplets wet the earth. The breeze of the wind makes every person reluctant to get out of their most comfortable bed. So also with Heaven and Bening, sleeping in each other's warmth. The new love blossomed.

The sky first woke up, his eyes glancing at Bening. Then allow the location of the blanket to the chin. The man clutched warmly and returned closed.

"Hey, you're awake, you're sleeping again?!" said Bening.

The Eye of Heaven opened again. "Wake up? I guess it's still a molasses." The man was grim.

"Wake up, but it's cold to go to the bathroom."

"Still sick?" ask the sky with a gentle smile.

Bening nodded spoiled. Reply with her sweet smile.

"You're going to the bathroom, say. My target is fat."

"What, uh, spoiled. I can do it myself."

"She still hurts? I don't have the heart to see you grimacing in pain. Last night until last night. The cake is flanked."

"Ish .. Yes sick, you know! The first new. It's not because it hurts, but ...." Bening did not continue his sentence.

The sky frowned. The man did not understand the phrase Bening.

"But, hopefully last night the best decision. Give the most to you." Finally, he continued the unfinished sentence. Make the sky breathe a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Ma'am, trust me. I promise, I will always love Embak. And hopefully I can always be happyin Embak."

"Aamiin's."

Their embrace didn't stretch in the least. Plain bodies that were only covered by blankets were clinging to each other. Provide warmth and comfort.

Overnight.

By evening, Bening's hair is beautifully severed with ends still dripping the rest of the water.

The sky is busy making fried rice, equipped with eggs and tofu and fried tempeh. The man deftly arranged the cooked dishes and moved them onto the table.

"Got of fragrance. What are you cooking?" ask Bening. Do not ask why the sky that serves food, women in sleeping pajamas will not be able to serve food perfectly. In fact, a Bening Agistasari never struggled with the kitchen, only occasionally making instant noodles according to his taste. In addition, all the desired food is already available on the table. Of course thanks to processed Mama Has and also Bibik waiter at home.

"Evening pack fried rice with the same side dish, yes. In the refrigerator the ingredients are not complete, so I cook what is there," said Sky.

"It's also delicious, really." Bening observed the cuisine made by the Sky. Not so bad.

Bening immediately took a seat beside the Sky. When the man was about to fill his plate, Bening immediately replied. "You're cooking, let me change for you."

"Duh, my wife's sweetness" praise Heaven. Bening glanced at it with a timid smile.

"Oh, yes, we are husband and wife, but call him that. Not very romantic?" cetus Bening's.

"For me, that call is romantic. Different from others. My name is Sky can be Rengit, but if Embak who calls, the horror is always romantic."

"Can it be, huh?! But I do too. You called me Embak, was angry because I felt like I was old. But for a long time it was a habit. Even when you leave, I miss you the most when you call Embak" Bening said honestly.

Put the fried rice in his mouth. "Hem .. tastes good. You pinter cook. Learn from Mamak, for sure."

"The printer because it's tight, Ma'am. Than hunger." The sky was researching the still wet Bening hair. "Have you been shampooing?" enthusiastically asked.

Bening nodded timidly.

"Yes, really duren nih ntar night. Uh, don't wait malem, abis eat directly gaspol without sagging." The sky was shining with passion.

"Signeri ah. The usual, the first one too."

"Areally new first?"

"hey are. The kiss person is also your first."

The sky scoops up the food quickly, full fried rice on a plate of ludes in just how many minutes. Clear to widen the eyeball. "That's so!"

"It's very impatient, ma'am. How many months we're married, only tonight will our worship be perfect."

"Cepet. I can't wait for the pentol a'co to enter the mouth of the cave."

"Squeals!!!"

"Haha ...."

Eating on a clear plate is not all. But the sky was already swiftly carrying Bening's body towards their room. Room with a dim atmosphere.

Bening's body landed quietly on the bed, Sky sat on the edge of the bed, she bent over to kiss Bening's forehead and recited prayers before engaging in marital relations.

"Aren't you sure you want that?! Not forced, is it?"

"Related."

"Thank you, my dear wife" said Sky with every inch of a clear face. Scanned that face without a single missed inch. How he admired the look of the wife who was so beautiful under the bias of dim lights.

So did Bening, he was so fascinated by the good looks of Heaven. The man's gaze was pacified.

The sky begins to kiss the forehead, the eyes, the cheeks, the nose and finally the lips. All of that did not escape his kiss. Their eyes began to shut, enjoying every touch created. The robaan from the man's hand made Bening's body feel a strange gelenyar, delicious mixed with amused. But that touch carries opium. When Heaven's hand came to a halt, Bening's body seemed to long for another touch. He wants it again and again. Not wanting to stop before reaching the peak of pleasure.

The lips of Heaven have reached the neck of the clear level. With his hands began to take off one by one the pajama buttons until slowly but surely the pajamas used one by one.

"The tambak is amazing" he whispered with a small bite of Bening's earlobe, which made the woman make a strange sound.

And ... their long night continued until Bening wept because he had steadied his heart to give something precious in him to Heaven. The man who managed to tease and enter his life.

"Thank you, Ma'am. I gave up something precious to me. I promise to keep Embak's love until death picks up. I love you, Bening Agistasari." Last Heaven kissed Bening's forehead, when the woman was already asleep in exhaustion.

'That was my decision. May we not be separated by the storm that often shakes in the household. Aamiin, ' Inner Clear. The woman fell asleep with a smile.

How much pain has come to an end, now it has been replaced with happiness that is blooming. It's really hard to believe, he who used to really dislike the man who works as a meatball but now it's the meatball who has managed to get something valuable in him.

Newly knitted love may always unite, until the coming storm will not be able to separate them. That's their prayer.