Trapped in Love Lecturer Idiot

Week End Has Arrived

That morning, Ilham opened his eyes very hard because he was overtime all night, for the sake of working on the next project. Luckily, now is the weekend, he can be spoiled with his beloved wife.

Inspiration stretched his entire body, slowly looking towards the wall clock that was on the wall of his room.

At five in the morning.

Inspiration turned his head towards the next door, and found no Ara at all.

"Honey ..," cried Ilham, who was a little worried about the whereabouts of his beloved wife.

Inspiration got up, and sat for a while on the bedside. He relaxes his neck muscles that feel stiffened, because he was forced to look too long at the laptop.

He put on the slippers of the room, then looked for the whereabouts of his wife. He opened the bathroom door, and what he was looking for was not there.

"Honey .. Where are you?" pekik Ilham again, while walking towards the door of his room, then looked towards the kitchen to confirm his whereabouts.

Apparently, Ara was in the kitchen. He was cooking something that looked good.

Ilham looked at him with great anxiety, 'My wife was making a surprise, ' Inner Inspiration, who was very pleased with Ara's very high initiative.

Slowly, Ilham stepped towards him, not letting the sound of footprints be heard. He walked very carefully.

"Hug ...."

Inspiration hugged Ara from behind very gently, burying her face on Ara's lower back from her face.

"Honey ..," muttered Ara who was somewhat shocked by the sudden dawn attack like this.

Inspiration smiled, as it felt very comfortable hugging Ara like this.

"Good morning, my most beautiful angel," said Ilham, making Ara's face immediately reddened to hear the words of Inspiration.

Ara felt very flattered by the Inspiration he heard earlier. He felt very valuable, with the little things that were always inspiring to him.

"Good morning too, my strongest riding knight," said Ara as well, trying to compensate for the sweet thing that Inspiration throws out for her.

Ara drained the cooking oil, then lifted the cooked dish, with the state of Ilham still spoiling hugging him. Ara walked slowly towards the dining table, accompanied by Inspiration who was still trailing behind her.

Ara turned to face Ilham. He looked softly at the face of Inspiration that looked very chaotic, the effect of overtime last night. However, no matter how late Ilham sleeps, he will still wake up at five in the morning. Just like Arash.

"You've only been sleeping for two hours, have you woken up yet?" ara asked with a smile, making Ilham smile also towards her.

"I can't sleep for long. I don't want to spend my time sleeping, which will be with you on this cheerful Saturday, reduced," replied Ilham, who felt like a muddle.

Ara denied her gaze, "Gombal," she smiled, making Ilham hold Ara's cheek with both hands.

"That's for the unmarried. If the married person is not a tombal," said Ilham, making Ara flinched.

"Huh, different? What's what?" asked Ara who was curious about the words that Inspiration said.

"Sweak," replied Ilham, making Ara a little annoyed with him.

Ara pinched the belly of Inspiration, making Inspiration like pain, but Inspiration did not feel that way.

"Unclearly," murmured Ara softly, making Ilham grin.

Ilham looked at Ara deeply, "Kiss morning?" ilham said, making Ara's face immediately reddened.

For some reason, even though he had done that often with Ilham, Ara still felt ashamed of him.

"No way!" reject Ara, make Ilham squint his forehead.

"Do not want to?" ask Ilham in a resigned tone.

"You haven't bathed, haven't brushed your teeth" Ara replied, leaving Ilham speechless for a moment.

"Your husband stinks, huh?" ask Ilham in a resigned tone.

"Pake nanya too," answered Ara, making Ilham become anxious to hear his answer.

"You want something cooked again? Want me to help you?" tanya Ilham, made Ara look at him with a lazy look.

"Tell, it's done, '" replied Ara in a lazy tone, which again made Ilham grin.

"Yes, I took a shower, baby" said Ilham, who got a small nod from Ara.

...***...

After finishing the bath, he approached Ara who was ready to wait for him at the dinner table. Gently, Ilham ambushed Ara from behind, making Ara again have to be surprised to know.

"Hummer, surprise to know!" snapped Ara was anxious with Inspiration, which always shocked her.

"Cupp ...."

One brief kiss, landing on Ara's cheek, made Ara blush.

Ara gave a startled glance, "The basis of cheating!" muttered Ara, who without further ado then pulled Inspiration to get closer, and immediately kissed her lips.

Ilham was very surprised by his wife's response very quickly, making Ilham suddenly tremble.

Ara let go of her kiss, but Ilham did not allow her to let go of it. For a moment their lips were fused, in the warmth of a warm fondling in the morning.

Feeling very tight, Ara also tried to escape from the kiss of Inspiration, making him have to continue to sigh long.

Ara stared intently at Ilham, "It's so hot" murmured Ara, making Ilham grin while showing her two fingers forming a peace emblem.

Inspiration sat down next to Ara, and immediately turned the plate that was already available in front of her.

"What's cooking today, baby?" tanya Ilham, Ara is only focused on getting rice for Ilham.

"Today is special I will cook for you" answered Ara, making Inspiration a blessing.

"Yes .. My wife is the most-"

"But help me wash the dishes after that," prune Ara, making Ilham speechless.

"Not be the best," murmured Ilham with a resigned gaze looking at Ara.

Ara also just grinned, seeing the expression of Inspiration that was very funny to him.

"Yuk eat," Ara asked, making Ilham nod small.

Ilham also tasted the cuisine made by his beloved wife. With his eyes open and closed quickly, Ilham could only shake his head to taste the cuisine of his wife who was very fitting with his taste.

Ara looked at him happily, "Where?" ara asked, Ilham gave two thumbs up to Ara, making Ara laugh at her.

They continued to eat wisely, because the food that Ara made this time, was really very suitable for the taste of Inspiration.

After finishing eating, Ara also tidied the cooking utensils that she had used to cook earlier.

"Honey, please bring the plate here, yeah. Continued to be washed directly," Ara's pinta, making Ilham quickly rise from his place.

"Who is my wife" answered Inspiration with gentleness.

Inspiration also piled up the dirty dishes the rest of them ate this time.

"Purpus ...."