Widow Kepentok Duda

Widow Kepentok Duda
Very lucky



Sunlight began to appear to replace the moon that has been reigned overnight, the color of the crown is so beautiful seen in the eastern horizon.


The newlyweds were still under the covers hugging each other, feeling the warmth of each other that they had not felt for a long time.


Sandra's eyelids were moving, and she could feel a different body scent in her bed. He opened his eyelids, until he saw Farzan's face there. A smile rose on that face, a smile of happiness that had long been lost.


“Sometimes I didn't expect to fall in love with him, why only to him can I be so interested?” Sandra monologued in her heart, her gaze still fixed on Farzan's face.


Until Farzan is seen taking off a hug from Sandra, the man changes his sleeping position to his back.


Sandra smiled, thinking maybe Farzan was tired to sleep so well. He also chose to wake up first, then fix the blanket that covers the legs, until now limited to the chest.


Sandra got up to make breakfast because she was hungry. He walked into the kitchen leaving Farzan still sound asleep.


A few moments later. Farzan seemed to move the body until then facing the left side. Hands felt to the side of the bed as if looking for something but did not find it. The man opened his eyelids quickly, not even seeing Sandra beside him.


The man wakes up, looks all over the room but does not find Sandra there.


“What is she in the kitchen?”


Farzan knew Sandra's habits because they lived at home. Sandra likes to get up early and make breakfast for them.


Sure enough, when he had just set foot in the doorway of the room, Farzan heard a voice from the kitchen, indicating that Sandra was busy there. He walked to the kitchen, and saw Sandra preparing breakfast.


“Dream wife,” Farzan murmured with a smile on the lips.


How not? Just this time Farzan had a wife who was deft, smart to cook, and so kind and patient. In the past let alone a plate of loving cuisine from his ex-wife, a cup of coffee and even a glass of water was never served Grisel for him.


Farzan walked over, hugging Sandra from behind. If he could only look at Sandra cooking, this time he could hug, kiss, or do other things to tempt women who had been legal to be his wife.


“You're hungry?” sandra asked and then refocused on cooking, even though Farzan hugged her.


“Hm ... seeing you cooking, I did get hungry,” replied spoiled Farzan.


Sandra felt that her husband was exaggerating, then glanced at Farzan who was still putting his chin on his shoulder, before then looking back at the cooking that was still on the stove.


“Then do not disturb me so that the cooking is quickly finished and we can eat together,” Sandra said because she realized that Farzan was so spoiled.


Farzan lifted his chin from his shoulder and kissed his wife's cheek.


“Farzan!” Sandra turned her head with round eyes, surprised that Farzan was teasing her even more.


Farzan chuckled, then took off a hug from Sandra.


“I take a shower first,” says Farzan.


“Ya take a shower, later once the cooking is cooked, let's just eat,” Sandra replied without turning her husband.


Farzan was so lucky to have Sandra that the man kissed Sandra on the cheek before she left.


Sandra was again surprised by Farzan's behavior, until she turned her head and saw Farzan walking into the room.


“Basic.” Sandra shook her head slowly because she felt funny about Farzan's behavior.


Farzan turned his head until they saw each other, the man smiled widely before entering the room.


Sandra saw an immeasurable happiness in Farzan. It turned out that the man really loved himself, so his presence could make Farzan's smile continue to be displayed on the face.