Women & Destiny (Edit-revision Process)

4. Parking and apartment lucknut

Mey_Munahs Calling......

"Damn!" Anin accepted her call reluctantly, "Hmm .. Still this morning."

"Mrs, pardon me." Mei chuckles at the end there.  "Gue only wants mastiin, if you don't sleep on the streets. You said Mamihmu, You have the road to Jekardah last night," continued Mei who managed to make Anin realize where he is now.

"Yes, I'm at Bim's mas house, I overslept."

"MAD, Anindira Pearly Otis. Madame Bima Aji, Are you stuck with your husband? Aren't you a virgin, Lu?" Mei asks nosy to her best friend. And there was heard across the street the evil laughter of his best friend.

"I've been sewing your mouth for a long time."

"Uuh, atute. By the way, you still want kamasutra chapter 9 right?! Practice it, don't forget."

"May, it's only six in the morning and you've discussed kamasutris everything. Crazy you ya."

Tut's.

Anin shut off the connection. That friend of his is really broken and crazy!

Watching the clock on the nightstand at a glance. 06.17 Morning. "Are you awake yet?" anin Gumam.

Just as he was about to shift from his position, a waiting figure appeared from behind the door.

Just be surprised, "Morning," Sapa Anin.

Anin's smile expanded looking at the tall, burly figure before her. “Biarpun still early in the morning and seems to have not taken a shower, the handsome tetep extraordinary yes.Malah impressed sexy with messy hair. This what the hell .. kok even everywhere my brain.'' Gumam Anin.

"Again" replied Bima briefly. "Breakfast," he asked.

"Wait a minute. I'll be right there," the girl replied no less briefly. And he immediately rushed to the bathroom.

But not affected by the sudden change in Bima's attitude indifferent and cold, Anin followed her husband to the dining room feeling happy, flowery, for whatever reason.

After bathing, Bima ate fried rice made by mbok Jum flat and expressionless.

Then Anin later.

"Hm, it's good to smell the fried rice." Anin opened the chat. But there was no sign of the life of the interlocutor.

Anin grunted disappointedly. This is why people, the feeling last night is fine, why suddenly so yak gini serem. Oh, maybe there's a problem with the job.

Bima suddenly stood up and took his car keys, no doubt making Anin shocked.

"I'm leaving now and I'm going home tonight."

"Oh, yes, I have. Later I - uh -- I can take a taxi."

"okay." Bima replied short and no less cold than the temperature in the refrigerator. "Just take your own house," he added.

Bima passed by leaving his wife still in shock in front of his breakfast. Anin Shock with the change in attitude of her husband who felt strange and sudden.

In the Car.

"Shit," Bima hit her car driver upset and regretted her stupid attitude.

Even waking up looks so sweet and how can I shift focus on her lips, her chest, her skin, her body, everything.

Last night's incident made Bima really crazy and could not close his eyes. Not to mention his war god, torturing him even more. And by being forced that night Bima sought her own freedom. In the bathroom.

***

After Bima died, Anin decided to contact her best friend.

And I heard no response from the end there. “What?”

"May.. noon, pick me up dong," the girl asked.

"Braight, males. Where's the husband, you?"

"Udah left, this morning. Mai, please. yaa," Anin said to her crazy friend.

"Yaudah iye-iye, wait for a visit with doctor Bambang first yak, abis it just I picked you up. whatsapp in his address," said Mei feigned annoyance.

"Thankiss bebeb I am the best." Anin replied chuckling.

"If there is a desire."

"Hehe .. I wait," Anin said and then terminated her phone call.

It's good I did well, pretty well also waiting for Mei to pick up. Still about 3 hours away, let alone visit the same doctor Bambang the Killer, will certainly be longer.

"Non," said Mbok Jum.

"Oh my goodness, ngagetin aja deh," replied Anin who was half shocked.

"Sorry Non, I just want to be alone, want to go for a minute."

"Much mbok?"

"Decet Non, 10 minutes of angkot ride."

"Oh, yasudah mbok, ati-ati yes...."

"Yes, why did you sleep apart last night. It is legal husband and wife. Pake split everything." protest mbok Jum who began last night to hold back his taste.

"Oh yes mbok," answered Anin who was no less surprised by the question said mbok Jum. But Anin immediately remembered the story of her mother-in-law, that Bima was raised by mbok Jum from a red baby. Understandably his parents are busy, so mbok Jum is like a second mother to him.

"I live first, Non, don't hesitate. Here right, Non, the hostess," said mbok Jum chuckled.

"Hehe .. yes mbok," Anin replied with a red hue on her cheek.

Anin finally decided to move into her husband's room. Hope there can find fun activities to just eliminate boredom.

And once again the girl was amazed by the atmosphere of her husband's room.

Ah, even the scent was still left behind and the dream that night, Oh my god! just imagining it makes me shudder, what if it really happened. Conscious Nin conscious.

The girl patted her own cheek gently.

Anin skimmed through her husband's collection of books. Comics, Magazines, Modern interior design and not much less. And none of that attracted him to reading.

Anin stepped her foot towards the door that was not tightly closed. I wonder what's behind that door. As he remembered, last night he did not find any other room or he was not careful.

"Oh my god." Anin was made amazed again when widening the door.

He walked through the room, touching every inch of furniture there. It's beautiful and this one deserves to be called the bedroom in the bathroom.

Anin continued her steps towards the window and opened the curtains and glass windows.

The beautiful panorama of the garden, the flowers whatever the name, the color spoils the eyes, the green leaves can refresh the eyes and the aroma of the grass that refreshes the atmosphere. It felt so beautiful and she was overwhelmed where she is now.

Yep.

The capital, which is a condition of vehicle smoke, heat, traffic jams and of course pollution where.

The right choice, if her husband decides to turn his backyard into a green space and he agrees.

"It's a beautiful." Those words just came out of his mouth. It is not wrong to choose a husband, his mind. I feel like I'm lingering here in this house. In this room.

As if bewitched, Anin began to take off the clothes she was wearing, and began to fill her Jacuzzi with warm water, not to forget also adding fragrance there.

Without waiting for long, Anin was already inside, enjoying the warm water that touched her skin. Not to forget he turned on the cable TV that was also available there. Listen to his favorite gossip show while enjoying the panorama outside the window.

Tired of the trip and the wedding yesterday was lost, blurred instantly from his body.

“And even he filled his refrigerator with various kinds of food,” murmured Anin

I do not know how long Anin soaked and fell asleep there. He forgot his cell phone, forgot his call, forgot his invitation. Forgot everything.

You sleepyhead!

In a hurry, Bima stepped into the house and directed her feet towards her room.

at a glance Bima saw Mbok Jum was arranging the dining table. And where's his wife?

"Mbok, cook what?" ask Bima then. But his steps continued to go to the room.

"Anu Nak Bim.." the words of the hanging mbok Jum were never heard by Bima.

"There's non Anin in the room" he continued.

Lah hash, their business.inner mbok jum who then continue his work.

**

Bima looked for her file left behind, she forgot to put it somewhere.

“Oh maybe I put it on top of the refrigerator,” the gum.

Bruaak!!

The sound of the door bouncing shut itself because it was pushed hard by Bima who was in a great hurry.

Silent.

Bima was fixated on what she saw.

"Mas!" the cry of Anin who was no less surprised was able to restore the life of Bima who had jumped from his body.

"Sorry, I just want to take this." pointed to the map that he put on the nightstand, not on the refrigerator.

"Please continue" said Bima as flat as possible and left without looking back at his wife. “Can be bad if I get out of control,” murmured.

"Aduuhh, what a shame on you Anin," muttered the girl while covering her face and cursing herself over the incident.

Anin jumped out of the bathtub and directly grabbed the towel, rushed to find her clothes and immediately put them on.

And he remembered, he had forgotten something. Anin immediately ran to her room.

Bima stared nanar towards the jammed streets, the hallmark of the capital.

Snarling because his body reacted with what he had seen and this time still had to linger in the car.

“Shit, Jakarta once not jammed napa,” grunya.

Still clear in his mind, the figure of his wife who fell asleep casually, without wearing clothes that wrapped her beautiful body. His legs that look tempting not submerged in foam water, the chest that.... “Damn!! why is it that I'm thinking of you?” Bima ruffled her hair in frustration.

I don't know when he fell in love with that woman. From the first time he saw it, the atmosphere of his world had moved, absorbed at one center. Sweet, he thought at the time. He always looked cheerful and smiling.

A person who is friendly, intelligent and active in class, and talented and too alluring to the opposite sex.

"DON'T!!!"

***

"Geez beib, you finally picked up too, again why the hell, so busy? until you get rid of this driver of yours," Grumpy Mei over there.

"Sorry, sorry .. I overslept and aah. embarrassing." Anin held onto her jidat, recalling the incident a moment ago. "Ntar I'm a story. Pick up, I'm ready."

"Please mistress, this jam is in the girth. Wait out."

Tut's.

Suddenly the phone connection was cut off.

“Ah shucks this kid, who calls who matiin.” Mei grunts annoyed.

***

Finished ornate, he saw the watch in his hand, 14:20 p.m. “Pantes only my stomach worms protest,” murmur itself.

Before long there was a horn from outside, It must be May. Anin came out while carrying her bag and suitcase. "Mbok, mbok..."

"...Ooh, here apparently," he said relieved because he finally met the person he was looking for. I was busy washing dishes

"Yes where else neng, if ndak in the kitchen yo at the well," the great-grandson of mbok.

"Mbok, I said go home first well, please tell the same mas Bim, I was picked up the same Mei, back to the apartment first."

"Lho, do not just stay here, Bim kasian boy will be cold, you know" said mbok Jum teasing.

And the two exchanged smiles, timid smiles and idle smiles.

"I'm going yes, Mbok."

"Yes, Ati-ati." "...Waalaikumsalam." he added.

"Ah. yes, Assalamualaikum." Anin replied embarrassedly.

After putting his luggage into the trunk, Anin immediately followed his best friend into the car and immediately slid away from the courtyard of the house.

"You want to tell me what the hell" said Mei opened the chat. He saw his best friend just quietly playing his cellphone.

"Here, he's dumb." he added. Meilani decided to let a friend who was dating her mind who seemed reluctant to be disturbed.

Along the way, Anin was engrossed with his thoughts, he ignored his friend who was willing to be the driver held it.

Should I call or not? or I just whatsapps. Ah, but why should I? he was aja adem ayem, did not tell me anything. What kind of husband, his behavior is so. Stalked at his wife, but, I was too, presumptuous to wear her room.

"Hmmm, okay-okay. Yes, fine!! I was wrong" he murmured.

Anin opened her phone, typed a sentence, then pressed the send button.

　

　

***

[Mas, I went back to the apartment first, I'm sorry about that, I used your place. Sorry}

And the young man replied shortly afterwards

[Sorry accepted.]

[Oh yes, and next time don't forget to take a ride! ]

Bima smiled and turned back to her close partner. "Oh yes, until where it was." he said back up the spirit.

***

Anin presses the On button on her phone and waits for free, as the black screen won't turn on. His phone battery is completely drained.

If only I hadn't slept!

Anin groaned in frustration. He needs the rest of his last battery to be able to just know what the kingkong's reaction was.

De'hem's voice next to her made her realize that her best friend had still been there since. The girl sat with a strange look behind her wheel.

"Madam, we've reached our destination and the lady must come down immediately, because I have to go back to being a doctor." Then, "Hunting down!" exclaim Mei who pretended to be angry of course.

Anin spread her ultimate smile that was special for her best friend. Then he felt very grateful that in fact he still had his crazy friend. "Thank ya Maemunah" he whispered.

Anin dragged his feet with difficulty towards the block A Lt.5 No.17 Apartment, in the area of Dewi sartika - Jatinegara which he occupied with his crazy friend.

Anin was shocked when she entered and found her room far from neat and fragrant. "Oh my god .. What scent is this!!"

"Meilani Sundari, why this!!!” he shouted at the room.

Meanwhile, Meilani from behind her wheel imagined Anin's expression looking at how devastated the room was.

"Hahaha, sorry my dear Anin. Recognize the rest of our game's scent" said Mei.

***

I don't know what time it is.

Anin was too tired to open her eyes after her best friend's work.

A complete aching feeling was felt all over his body. But inversely proportional to the eyes that are difficult to open, his ears have been alert.

The noise from the next room had disturbed the calmness of his sleep.

"Yass honey!"

Suddenly he felt his hair bristling. It was back to his strange dream.

"Aack! can't I be allowed to sleep for a while" Shouted Anin frustratedly.

The noise was heard again. This time with the sound of roaring breath. And the sound of falling things.

Oh god.not my dream apparently. Damn Monyong, why else is he next door?!

Wonderful? clearly no. Anin was used to her friend's behavior. Sometimes I feel disturbed too. And if so most he stayed in the Doctor's Guard Room at the hospital where his duty.

Anin also grabbed her phone that was still stuck on the charger that somehow has been for how long.

Enabled the phone and apparently already a lot of notifications from some chat applications. One of them is from a contact he named ‘calon_suami’. Though his latest status has changed to ‘suami’.

[Sorry accepted]

[Oh yes, and next time do not forget to invite.]

Anin blushes. And back his brain twisted the incident last afternoon.

All this time, even though he lived in a big city that had conditions for the night world, promiscuity, but it had no effect on him. Although not a few handsome, well-established men who are tempted by the beauty and beauty of their bodies and offer the pleasure of the world, Anin did not budge.

And Anindira Pearly Otis is not a plain girl who does not know things that smell sex, sometimes she also read romance stories and watch semi scenes, she said, moreover, one of the courses he took was not far from the discussion about it.

But Anin kept hers, intact. Which can only be touched by someone who loves her who will become her husband of course.

Tok tok...

tock.tok....

There was a sound of knocking on the door that was getting louder and demanding to be opened the owner immediately.

"Who is the one who has been to see you at night" Anin murmured. "Yes, be patient." and no doubt Anin finally stepped in to open the door.

"You.." said he, who sounded shocked like he saw a ghost.

"Hi" said the man clumsy.

And again the noise of falling objects also abstract articulation is not clear intonation is again heard.

Not only Anin, Bima also heard it.

"Aa\, That's ___" Bima stuttered and grew clumsy.

"Ah, yes it is .. hahaha." Hopefully, Bima does not suspect macem-macem. Meilani, you're dead!

"Mas, why are the nights here? oh, I mean, what's up? Is anything important?!"

Anin then closed the door and shifted her body beside her husband, deliberately not letting her guests in. Danger, he thought.

"Am I interrupting? And it's just past the time isya, it's too early to be called night."

"Ah\, yes yes .. sorry\, Mas. I just bang____" And Anin realized the mistake. Just from earlier Bima like\, he saw my condition\, my clothes and _______ oh!

"Mas. Come on in first." Then Anin hurriedly entered the room while covering the half-open part of her chest due to her sleeping habits.

In the end, he let his guests in. And also listen to the sighs from the next room who did not know when he was finished.

Bima changed his sitting position again for countless times. He felt uncomfortable in the room.

Why is Anin so long and why is it so hot here.

Bima loosened her tie.

Bima felt that he was at his boiling point. His god of war almost revolted when his wife came out with a more presentable and beautiful look in her eyes.

With the hair left to fall over his shoulders and a little more covered with a knee-length dress he wore, Yes.

"Mas... Yuk,"

"Ah. Yep!" Bima gasps. "Where?"

"Where, the important thing is to get out."

Ah, I know, it turns out you're not comfortable, either, my wife.

"I forgot, I'm here to take you to my friend's show."

"......." Anin looked confused.

"Oh. That is, the inauguration of the new hotel, near kok, in the calibata there," said softly.

It's weird again. This feels like a different person to the one from this morning. "Oh, is there a?"

"There, that's you know, which is in the Woodland park Residence complex, there is also a hotel there," explained Bima.

"But, Me? My clothes?"

"Why your clothes?" Researching from top to toe his wife. "Nothing's wrong. Pretty."

Oh jesus. "I'm not stopping by for a while at the salon to brush my hair on this."

"Yes, come on. It's hot in here." Bima pulled his wife's hand impatiently.

Arriving at the car park, the sound of Anin's heels became irregular when suddenly Bima grabbed both of her shoulders. Push it back to the side of the car. And put his lips on Anin before the girl could say anything.

And not like yesterday, when Anin just closed her lips. This time the girl opened her lips in reply and welcomed her husband.

The scent of Anin is no longer the scent of mint. lip-clad lips gloss. But for Bima it still feels the same as when the first kiss that vibrates the soul.

Before long, caught by Anin's eyes and ears, the sound of footsteps of someone who seemed to be talking to his cell phone.

"M-mas ... there are people," he said stammered, stupefied.

Bima cupped Anin's face with both hands. Scooping and feeling the lips of the girl again as much as possible. Their bodies are clinging and pressing impatiently.

Bima continued his pagutan. Anin struggled, aware of the presence of others around her.

Caring demon. Bima growled in annoyance.

Bima consciously pulled Anin's waist with one of her hands, until the girl gasped. The other hand fumbles to the bottom of the car looking for the door handle and then opens it. Pushing her girl in and sitting her down, locked her in a car..

Anin was silent and could only observe her husband's behavior.

Bima saw how beautiful his wife, who was surrounded by curiosity and full of questions what next Bima will do.

Bima lowered his head, returning to link their lips, enjoying the enchanting ranum lips belonging to his wife.

Bima swept her tongue and gave a few small bites there, until Anini sighed softly in front of her face.

Slow sighs that are able to awaken passion throughout the man's body.

Bima put his lips back on the skin of his wife's neck. Linger playing there with small kisses, while his hands began to feel from calf to knee to thigh until finally disappeared into the dress worn Anin.

Bima waited, thinking there would be rejection for his action.

Seeing Anin just stand still did not react, and as if waiting for the continuation. He boldly continued his action, too,

Enjoying his shoulders, while his hands do not stop fingering up to the groin. Anin put both her hands on her husband's waist. And looked at him desperately.

"Not here" whispered Anin when he felt Bima's hand began to try to pull down the inner cloth she was wearing.

"Why?" Of course he didn't want to do it in the car. Stupid brute. Take it home.

"Because I don't want my first experience to end up in a parking lot like this."

Is it true\, he does not want his first experience in ___ what was it? Did he say that?!

- First experience

Bima straightened his body, distancing his back.His eyes widened in shock.

"He-hem, I don't want to have my first experience here" Anin said flatly. Doesn't look embarrassed or disappointed.

So Anin is still a virgin sodara sodara. Haloooo .. My wife is still pure saint. Still virgin's. Oh god's.

Yes it is Bima Aji Bus, you think Meilani? He, aki-aki toothless also know, sebinal what he is. It looks like a pretty innocent.

What the hell! Bima was still sitting, shocked.

He's still Pe-ra-wan. And you think she's the woman who how is Bima?

God. forgive me! and I had mistaken.

Apparently he….

"Mas!"

"...."

"Bim's Bag."

"Well! Yeah." yeah."

"So.. Can we go? And I really need to go to the salon."

"Tomorrow you're in?"

"He hem... why?" anin replied with her busy hands tidying up her hairdo and dress that looked a little tangled and messy.

"Tomorrow I'll drop. And tonight we go home to my house. It's not healthy living in this apartment."

"What?!"

Without ignoring his wife's answer, Bima began to take his car away and was lost in darkness at the front turn of the apartment alley.

Secretly in his heart Bima unceasingly felt grateful to God for keeping his wife from the evil of the capital.

And along the way, Bima was still inexhaustible, Anindira was still Pe-, while her self-life, her association. His friends.

Oh my god, I feel so guilty.

Bima touched her lips again.  The remnants of his wife's taste are still left there. And once again from his most hidden heart far away, he burst out with gratitude that his wife Anindira, had never been possessed by any man in the world. Including the ex-boyfriend's shucks.

He finally knew why on his wedding night, his first day, he was busy with his alibi and pretending to be sick. He was not really ready at that time. Not a very expensive sale.

The Milky Way awakens from the daydream as soon as it catches a glint of light from a small object held by the inspection officer.

"We're up."

"????" For the umpteenth time Anin was confused by the attitude of her own husband.

Bima took her car home. Not to the salon not to his friend's show.

***