Waiting for your Love to Grow

So Winner

"Is this what caused your quarrel? Kak Nabila never once brought men home or sounded close to men, although many men pursued him, except one man"

"Who?" Ask Denis curiously

"Sister college friends first. He had proposed to his sister before going abroad, although he was eventually rejected. I thought Brother Nab was going to marry him, after he came back from abroad, it turned out I was wrong. Even brother Denis who became the winner", said Fendi relaxed while rubbing spoons on his bike.

Denis subconsciously smiled arrogantly, feeling victorious from the others for having obtained a Nabila.

"Why did your sister refuse?”asked Denis while taking a hose of water lying below and then drain the water to the body of his black car.

Fendi shrugged his shoulders, saying, "Come". Then wash the motor.

That morning, the two brothers met, preoccupied with washing their vehicles. Fendi finished his job first. When he saw Denis was still busy with his canoebo, Fendi did not hesitate to help him.

"Can you take Fen's car?" asked Denis, while glancing at Fendi who is now wiping the door of his car.

"So, you can ask a friend to teach. Kak Nabila once promised to buy a car, he said to help mami ngantar pesenan, also if you want to go three with mom, because you can not ride a motorcycle, because you can not ride a motorcycle, but not sampean because the savings are not enough" said Fendi.

"Connect!" Shouted Denis happy, when he could finish the usual work done by the driver. He then walked over to Fendi who was heating his motor.

"Fendi, your bike makes Denis's brother yes", Denis pinta while raising both eyebrows.

Fendi looked at Denis with a puzzled look. "This motor brother?" Ask Fendi, patting his motorcycle seat and nodding back by Denis. "So you can't buy a lot of kayak gini, why should my bike that you ask" said Fendi felt annoyed.

"Where's the key here! Exchanged this same" Denis then put his car contact on the motorcycle marker owned by Fendi, making Fendi bengong, trying to digest the intention of his brother-in-law.

"Don't you?" Denis Exclamation

"Really, sis!?" Ask Fendi

"Heemm" nodded

Fendi got off the bike and handed the keys to Denis, then took the contact of the car that was on top of his marker. He approached and hugged Denis. "Thanks brother" said Fendi and Denis returned the hug.

"Take care, this is one of my brother's favorite cars", Denis advised and replied to a nod of the head by Fendi.

Denis climbed on the bike that now belongs to him, but did not start the engine. "Fen, please note Denis's belongings in the car take them all to Nabila's room, yes!" Fendi who was about to open the car door also gave his two thumbs back to Denis.

"Dec, breakfast first!" nabila's voice turned the two men's eyes to her.

Denis got off his bike and then walked a few steps, so he could clearly see his wife's face, even though the distance was not too close.

"Kok Fendi was offered breakfast, I wasn't offered, was I?" Goda Denis's. Nabila did not comment on what her husband said, instead threw away his face and turned around to enter the house.

Denis ran a little closer to Nabila. As soon as his body was almost parallel to his wife's, he grabbed Nabila's shoulder, but quickly Nabila lowered her husband's hand. Denis embraces again, but quickly he lowers it. So many times. And finally Nabila gave up, let her husband do that. A smile of victory adorned Denis' face.

Denis had entered the bathroom, but when he was about to close the door, he chose to go back out because he saw his wife who was cooking, standing behind him.

Nabila who was concocting coffee was surprised by the existence of Denis who suddenly came and wrapped his hands to his waist from the back.

"Masss, ashamed if anyone sees" he said softly as he tried to release Denis' hand.

"Wildamah! My wife is also not someone else's wife", Denis replied, unconcerned and increasingly strengthening your embrace.

"Yes your wife, but this is not your home, so keep the attitude!", refuted Nabila who is still busy with her kitchen activities.

Denis was silent not to reply Nabila. Now he was busy dipping his face into the back of Nabila's head, closing his eyes and sucking deeply the scent of his wife's fragrant hair.

"You are very fragrant, which", sedu Denis who then pulled his head and diverted it to another part, cuppp.ia took a kiss on Nabila's cheek, making his wife protest.

"Masss..already ahh, shower___".Nabila's words were interrupted when Denis managed to rotate his wife's body, so that now they are facing each other with a very close position. Denis's hands were still faithfully coiled around Nabila's waist.

Their eyes met each other for a moment, until finally quickly Nabila tried to lower his head with a face that had met reddened.

Denis bent his body slightly, then cuppp.., he again took a kiss on Nabila's cheek on the other side. He smiled broadly as he caught the reddened face of his wife.

"We have been married for a long time, baby, but you are still shy of this" said Denis anxious while satisfying to see the face of his wife who was still down in shame.

Nabila really wanted to run and hide just hearing the words that came out of her husband's mouth, because it was not strong to resist the growing embarrassment alone.

He pushed Denis' body away, but to no avail. "Please, mas. Tuh, the water is boiling" said Nabila while pointing his chin towards the stove as a signal.

With a quick movement Denis turned off the stove and put his hand back in place.

Nabila who was surprised by her husband's behavior, involuntarily raised her head to look at the man's expression. And Denis didn't waste the opportunity. He quickly took a kiss on the lips of his wife who had been targeted.

The kiss that occurred a few seconds ended when Denis deliberately bit his wife's sweet lips that made her anxious and reflex made Nabila hit Denis' chest.

Denis let go of his embrace, turned on the stove he had just turned off, then stepped towards the bathroom with a loud laughter, leaving Nabila who grumbled in annoyance at her husband's attitude.

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