Waiting At the End of Dusk

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Dicko sighed softly looking as he began to bring his face closer to the face of his sleeping wife. A small punishment for the wife who had been silent since this afternoon.

His eyes, which had seen his wife's red lips, began to shift. Dicko wanted to kiss the lips, but the kiss was switched to kiss the wife on the forehead.

Although Dicko was not satisfied yet, but he wanted to see his wife rest well for the sake of the baby. As he began to stretch himself beside Mala, Mala suddenly wriggled towards him. His hands and feet hit his stomach.

Dicko almost screamed but was arrested. Dicko's defense began to collapse after Mala's hand moved slowly down the neck and into Dicko's nightgown and ended up in Dicko's chest.

Dicko was upset to see Mala able to arouse his passion but he felt unable to channel. It's very painful for Dicko. Her breathing began to hunt and she intended to make Mala also feel what she felt tonight.

Dicko began actively fondling his wife. His hands began to unceasingly reach out to everything Mala had. Dicko hoped his wife would wake up. And sure enough, Mala began to find it difficult to breathe because of Dicko's long lip kiss.

Mala quickly pushed Dicko's body to the point of almost falling on the floor. His breath was breathless and Mala tried to take a deep breath. Her eyes were fixed on her husband who was smiling in shame.

"You want what mas? If you want, just say it. What's difficult?" mala said annoyedly as she touched her lips.

"You will be angry again" replied Dicko quietly.

"Even though I am sprained again mas Dicko, but my obligation as a wife must still run mas."

Dicko smiled at Mala's reply. The answer that immediately changed the attitude of Mala who was upset became very sweet.

"Mas, still need?" ask Mala gently.

"I'm..."

"Yes, because not being able to answer means not?" mala said while laughing.

"Mala..."

"Hmm, uh,"

"Mala..."

"Hmm, hmm."

"You" said Dicko, holding Mala's hand.

"Yes, but slow down. Afraid of the baby why" Mala said with a smile.

"Ready," Dicko replied as he looked at the face of Mala who was still developing her sweet smile.

Dicko was happy to have a wife like Mala. He did not choose wrongly. Although in a state of annoyance, it can still make him happy. And after a husband and wife relationship, Mala will not remember ever being upset with him again.

Of course, Dicko had to indulge Mala's desire to do it slowly. For the sake of the baby and also for the happiness of Mala who likes tenderness in relationships. Because Dicko did not want only him to be satisfied but also Mala.

After a tired and sweaty body, Dicko threw himself beside his wife who seemed satisfied with Dicko's treatment. Dicko pulled out a blanket and covered Mala's still innocent body. Their eyes clashed and they smiled at each other, and Dicko slowly pulled Mala's body into his arms. The night was getting late and they still could not sleep.

"Mas, forgive Mala. I was pretending to be upset. E. It's continuous till night" said Mala.

"I know," Dicko replied with a smile.

"really?" ask Mala.

"Actually you don't want to be mad at me, do you? I am guilty, I have said that. After all, getting married or not is Bara's business. It has nothing to do with us" Dicko said.

"Why am I angry with you. It wasn't your fault. It was wrong. Who told him to love someone's wife. If killing wasn't in prison, I'd kill him now" Dicko said loudly.

"Aih mas Dicko. I don't want to have a murder husband. Before you kill Bara, I'll tie you to my body so you can't go anywhere" Mala said.

"Can, tie it. Now, I'm ready" said Dicko, holding back a laugh.

"Gemes me. Very cool Melu mat your lips that like to joke it," said Mala while touching the lips of her husband.

They look at. Suddenly the mood became awkward. Dicko began to approach and rubbed Mala's cheeks gently.

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The next day, Mala and Dicko go to the hospital for a routine check-up of pregnant women after driving Gala to school. They waited for the queue number while sitting casually in the waiting chair.

Mala's eyes were fixed on a small child who was running between the passing people in the hospital hallway. And behind him, there was mbak Sri who was chasing him.

That kid must be Dodi, Mala's inner.

"Dodi," call Mala when Dodi passes her.

Dodi stops, then approaches Mala and Dicko.

"Aunty, auntie is here? Where's Gala's sister?" ask Dodi while drowning.

"Sister Gala should go to school. Dodi himself here again. Play the same romp again."

Dodi just smiled while looking at the dancing maverick who was still panting.

"Mbak Dari" said Mala.

"Yes, mom. We're taking her grandfather to check" replied Tari.

"O, grandpa yeah. What pain?"

"Not sure about mbak. Just said grandpa had trouble sleeping, that's it."

"Just wait here with aunt. I want to pinch Dodi's cheek that moi. Here," said Mala gemes with Dodi's chubby cheeks.

Before long, there came a woman with a father who, despite his age, still looked young.

"Dodi, let's go home. Grandpa's done checking" said the woman named Lilis.

"In the meantime, Dodi still wants to talk to aunt Mala" replied Dodi.

"You know each other?" ask Lilis.

"Truly mbak. Meet me, I'm Mala."

"I'm Lilis and this is Dodi's grandfather, Reno's father."

Mala gasped at the name Reno. His eyes looked at the smiling Reno sir.

Do they have anything to do with it? Or just coincidentally their names are the same.