A Five Step Match
54. So Your Real Wife

"Yo-yoga?" Shocked Dinda because suddenly Yoga hugged her like that to the point that she was just silent like a statue.

"What are you doing?"

"I just wanted to hug you. You see later if at home not necessarily we can like this right?" said the young man while laughing. Dinda of course was embarrassed not a bitch, let alone his mind was suddenly fixed on the one thing that made his face red.

"I'm cold, Dinda. But hugging you makes me warm."

Dinda's chest was beating quite fast after hearing that.

"And your chest is so tight it sounds. Are you hanging out near me?" ask the man.

Who wouldn't pound his heart while being alone like this with a man.

"You made me like this. I'm short of breath." Not because of the tight embrace of yoga, but because of Dinda's sudden body as if she could not control her brain. His chest was tight, his heart was racing.

At that moment Yoga took off her embrace from Dinda and looked at the reddened face.

"I'm sorry I hugged you?"

Dinda shook her head.

"Why do you keep breathing?"

"I don't know."

Yoga laughed again looking at his wife's cute looking face. He then took Dinda's hand and kissed the back of her hand gently.

"Are you awkward about just the two of us being here?" tanya Yoga finally and answered a nod of the head by Dinda. "Look, I won't eat you. But even if you do I eat you'll remain intact except in other parts."

Deg.

Dinda rounded her eyes when she heard the ambiguous Yoga speech. That sentence can be interpreted if the husband wants him. Is it true what he thinks? Or did he misinterpret the speech?

"A-you mean what?" Dinda's voice was trembling.

Yoga gave a small laugh and again pulled his wife's body tightly around him.

"When you don't know? You are 20 years old already. Of course this is an adult language."

Dinda was afraid to imagine what was going to happen. Is it possible that they will do their first night here? He could not imagine if the pain was afflicting him and he would not be able to go home the next day.

The woman pushed her husband's chest.

"Don't wait.don't tell me you want us to be here, right?" Dinda was still scared.

Yoga scratched the back of his head that was not itchy at all. When else would they be like this? He was only afraid that when breaking into the goal Dinda later his wife would scream in pain. It could be if his parents heard if they did it at home.

"Where else do you want to go? You want us to be at home and be heard by Mama and Papa?"

Yoga's forehead shriveled in confusion over this remark of his wife.

"Do you really think I'd want to leave you here after we do that?" Yoga suddenly felt upset.

"Eh anu it's not that." Then Dinda told him what was in his mind so Yoga chuckled.

"God my wife is so innocent." Yoga embraced his wife and buried Dinda's head in her chest that fielded. "If you are not strong enough to go home tomorrow, we should not go home. We can go home the day after."

Dinda's eyes were round hearing Yoga. He recalled what one of his married friends had told him. On their first day of honeymoon they just stay in the room and do it over and over again no matter day or night. Suddenly I thought about that.

"The day after?"

"Yes. If you can come home tomorrow, we'll be home the day after. Rest here before you go home."

Gluey!

Dinda had a hard time swallowing her saliva. He was worried whether or not he would endure this pain.

"Din." Aware if Dinda suddenly turns pale, Yoga kisses Dinda's palm gently.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. I am a normal man. You know, every time you sleep together, I get upset. I can't just sit still and sleep. My head hurts every night because of you."

Yoga embraced his wife's shoulder, hugged Dinda tightly and looked at the still pale face.

"But if you don't want it now, that's okay. I don't want meaning if you're not ready" he said sadly.

Dinda was scared, but seeing such a sad Yoga she became unwell as well. They are a good couple. Fear has to be faced, right? It is true, if at home there will be a lot they think. When else could they be alone so freely?

"Anu .. if you can't get sick," she said.

"Huh? What's?"

Dinda buried her face into Yoga's chest.

"What, Honey?" ask Yoga again. It was clear at the hearing of Yoga what Dinda said earlier, but she only wanted to hear it once more. "What did you say? Sorry, I didn't hear it."

"Yeah, Yoga!" yelled Dinda bitterly while hitting Yoga's chest hard. Yoga chuckled at the embarrassed cry of his wife.

"Yes, yeah. I'll try not to hurt you."

Yoga raised Dinda's chin and mel*mat his wife's lips soft. Bak was bewitched by the gentleness, Dinda just kept quiet and closed her eyes.

Slowly Yoga's hands crept into Dinda's clothes, but the woman held Yoga's hands and shook her head.

"The lamp is matain first, I'm ashamed."

Yoga smiled and immediately got up to turn off the lights in the room.