
Ting... Tungs...
Pizza Delivery order has come Chandra take it and give the payment to the Pizza deliveryman. Fera had just finished bathing and changed into a doraemon pajama.
A glowing face - a twinkle was reflected by the woman. She immediately grabbed a medium-sized Pizza Hut package from her husband's hand.
"Put it on the plate first" Chandra told Fera.
"What's on the plate, eating like this is better than a plate like that!" her chirps in her Pizza box opened her true scent seduced her stomach and saliva dripped.
He also took a piece of his pizza which had several pieces available. Chandra placed the plate on the table with the sofa. He also took the piece from a Medium-size box.
In the lyrics for a while Fera was so voracious with her Pizza food. Fera is very fond of western food such as Spaghetti, Burger, Pizza, steak, Hotdog, a type of western food a la foreigner most preferred. No wonder he likes to waste money for his own pleasure without thinking about local food.
"Taste good?" Chandra asked his wife.
Fera's mouth was filled with Pizzanya so that tomato sauce stuck to the cheek corner of his lips. "Uenak dong, Cobha shaja" he replied with his mouth still full very difficult if speaking.
Chandra cuts the pizza with a knife and fork. Fera took the next piece, the sitting position was unethical, one leg went up on the sofa while the other was folded in.
Chandra did not calmly stare at the attitude of his wife who had no manners. But he felt comfortable seeing that such an attitude was not made up at all by this woman.
"Hhha... I'm full, just another piece, you eat ya." Fera got up from her seat to wash her hands and grab a drink in the kitchen.
"Wait a minute."
Fera widened his two eyeballs roundly. His heart beat faster again. Chandra cleared the corner of her lips about the sauce from the pizza earlier.
"Already, next time after eating watch your mouth there are still leftover sauces or vegetables. So the woman must keep clean to look healthier" Chandra advised his wife.
Fera is still unconscious from the world of his imagination, Chandra instead noticed his wife who was silent in a joint venture.
"Fera, dear Fera..." Chandra called her name and said the word dear.
"Ah, yes, no need to remember I also know. My people want to wash their hands too!" Fera threw away his face because he had misbehaved for the second time. Now his face must be red again.
In the bathroom Fera washes her hands while nagging herself. "Sok wise to use all advice, do not need to remember also I already know, but..."
Fera looked at her face in the mirror for quite a while, still feeling the touch from her husband's finger as she cleaned the tomato sauce. It was so close when the man touched it.
what the hell! I will not fall in love with him! He's ugly... Ugly husband, don't want me to have a child like he's ugly!
He shook his head tightly and hit both cheeks hard. In front of the bathroom door Chandra noticed his wife from earlier.
"Why did you hit both of your cheeks?" Chandra asked his wife. Fera was aghast in shock and turned his head quickly with a sharp look in his eyes.
From far away he does look ugly, making my eyes horrified because of the thick fur stuck all over his jaw and under his nose. But from up close there is something different...
"Like - like me dong, my cheeks too. Here a lot of mosquitoes, tomorrow-tomorrow buy a mosquito repellent baygon, my cheeks are often bitten continue the same damn male mosquitoes!" Fera nagged and came out of the bathroom passing by just like that where her husband was still standing staring at his wife's attitude.
"I want to fuck!"
"WHAT?!!"
Fera's footsteps stopped three words from her husband's mouth leaving her in shock.
Chandra stood up from the doorway and began to approach his wife. The feeling was supposed to be done first on the wedding day.
"Did you say something?" Fera asked Chandra who had been daydreaming.
It turned out that it was just a fantasy of his imagination. There was no way his wife would want to make love to him in this ugly state of appearance. Especially from the attitude of this woman alone was disgusted with her face.
"Nothing, then good night, do not forget before going to bed to pray first" Chandra reminded his wife. He also came out of his room.
Fera tilted her head, "The feeling she was saying something? Did I hear wrong? You ugly husband!" Close to the door he threw his body on the soft bed.
Separating the bed is not Chandra's desire, for the sake of his wife's self-esteem is not ready to relate. He was just patient enough until his wife agreed to a relationship. I hope this marriage doesn't happen strange things.