All About KEVIN
TMI: Giving and Receiving Each Other

Rahman and Malika began to live the day as a couple, and this morning Malika's busyness increased. If you are used to going to campus, all your favorite foods and fruit juices are available at the dinner table, Malika had to make her own and also had to make breakfast for her husband.

Luckily, Rahman was not picky when it came to food. "what a yank, sandwiches are fine too. In the refrigerator all the ingredients are already there," Rahman replied, when the wife offered her breakfast.

Actually for breakfast menu, Rahman used to order at the cafe. Although the cafe is not yet open, but specifically to serve the residents of the fourth floor and especially the residents of the fifth floor.. They are ready to serve whenever they want.

But Malika refused, because she wanted to make a special breakfast for her husband. "If you want a message, hubby next time. Icha again wants to learn to be a good wife like mommy, who always prepares everything and also breakfast for daddy and also for all of us, hiding in the husband's chest.

"Duh, lucky brother. Have a beautiful wife, sholehah, understanding again," praise Rahman while embracing Malika.

A second moment later drowned in the romance created this morning, who else started if not Malika?

After a while, Malika immediately let go of her unification and smiled sweetly at the husband.

"Beautiful morning, as sweet as your lips yank," said Rahman, gently rubbing his lips with the thumb of his right hand.

"Okay hubby, wait a minute.chef Malika will immediately prepare breakfast for her dear husband," said Malika as she teased teasing the husband.

"Drink what's hubby?" Malika asked, who now replaced her call with hubby.

"Black coffee yank only, the sugar's a little. Come on, brother befriend," Rahman then took Malika's hand, to get together towards the pantry outside the room.

"Well, the newlyweds are up," Goda Devi, who is also making coffee for her husband and also for Dion. "You want to make coffee?" Ask Devi later.

"Yes, sister" Malika replied with a smile.

"Do you want to help or can you make your own yank?" Rahman's Brief.

"Icha make your own bang, please brother sit there," declined Malika, pointing towards the dining table.

Rahman sat down at the dinner table, next to Dion, who was engrossed in his cell phone. Dion only briefly smiles at Rahman, and then returns engrossed with his world.

"Alhamdulillah,, have not ngerecokin my wife again now you bro," said Bayu, who just emerged from his room. "No kayaking, no" continued Bayu, pointing at Dion.

"At least make coffee doang, use all lu Bay protest," Rahman replied.

"You are Bayu!" Gerutu Dion, as if he knew that Bayu meant himself.

"What's the busiest bang, his other friend has been sitting still fun with his cellphone?" Devi asked, while keeping Dion's coffee right in front of her cousin's brother.

"Most also again kangen-kangen the same yayang Fira, nun far in mato.." said Bayu.

"Sotoy lu," replied Dion, and then kept his phone on the table.

"This coffee is very brave yes dik, appeared alone," said Dion while lifting his coffee cup and showed to Devi.

Devi frowned, "his intention?"

Rahman who understood Dion's intentions chuckled, "his husband is stingy, don't ask for anything," Rahman joked as he glanced at Bayu.

"Yes, you're right bro.. really stingy him, bad!" Timpal Dion, who then chuckled.

Bayu frowned, not understanding the intent of the conversation Dion and Rahman.

But a second later Devi also chuckled, "lah, brother did not ask to make something right? Yes, Devi thought you were in a hurry to leave right away, right?" Devi, who had understood the direction of Dion's conversation, defended herself, "what kind of branch to make?" Devi continued, asking Dion.

Not yet Dion answered, Malika came with a plate of food that was still steaming and issued a seductive aroma.

"Tarra, a chef Malika-style sandwich is ready to be enjoyed," Malika put a cup of black coffee with a little sugar according to her husband's request, right in front of Rahman. Fruit juice to himself in front of his own chair and also a plate full of sandwiches with steam that is still steaming and emitting a delicious aroma nan tempting, right in the middle of the table.

"Please brothers, brother Devi. We have breakfast together," said Malika, and then Rahman's beautiful wife took a sandwich for her husband that was placed on a small plate and kept it next to Rahman's coffee.

"Let's eat hubby" whispered Malika, sipping her favorite fruit juice.

"Gee, really sweet sister you are Cha," praised Dion sincerely, while plucking a sandwich and immediately devouring her. "Hmm, really good on Icha.. Mommy's love recipe for sure?" Praise Dion on the sidelines for her voracious eating, like a week of non-admission.

"Correct? Nyobain Ah," Bayu immediately took a piece of sandwich and put it in his mouth, "gener-gener. It's crisp on the outside. It melts on the inside," praised Bayu, who also eats voraciously.

"Bang, slowly eat her. Chewed thirty-two times" Devi warned her brother and her husband.

"Ah, at the same time" said Dion and Bayu.

Malika just shook her head, watching the absurd behavior of her best friends from her husband.

While Devi was upset.

"Come brother Devi, at the meal. Icha deliberately made a lot of it," bargained Malika.

"Yes, thank you. Yesterday he wanted a message nasgor bang dika, but already there is this, yes Alhamdulillah, so irrit," replied Devi as chuckling, "often yes in Icha," continued Devi, but while glancing at Rahman, who immediately glared at him, until Devi increasingly laughed.

"Well, man, just relax, don't you have to glare at that?!" Cibir Devi, "Yes time, I dare to rumble her princess brother Rahman," continued Devi, still with her laughter.

Malika just smiled.

"Hubby, would Icha like a bribe?" Barren Malika, in a whisper. When he found out, his husband just looked at his friends who were eating sandwiches made by the wife.

Rahman immediately nodded enthusiastically, "very yank," whispered Rahman.

And painstakingly, Malika feeds her husband with her own handmade sandwich.

Rahman did not rest on his hands, Malika's husband also changed to feed the wife. "Yank, you also have to eat a lot. Come a,," and with pleasure, Malika opened her mouth to take a bribe from her husband.

Dion, Bayu and Devi who are still busy eating sandwiches do not realize there is romance created at the dining table.

"Buskey,,! Anybody showing off his looks?" Olok Bayu, the first to realize the bribery between Malika and Rahman.

"Not showing off, but this is how it should be between husband and wife? Giving and receiving each other" Rahman replied casually, continuing to feed his wife. And Malika also returned to feed Rahman.

Malika rubbed with her thumb, melted cheese dripping on the outer side of her husband's lips. "His cheese is a mess everywhere," said Malika with a smile.

"Uhuk,, uhuk," Bayu pretended to cough, "doesn't pity what, the same one who is still single?!" Bayu protests, glancing at Dion who has returned busy with his cell phone.

Dion only briefly smiled, and did not respond to the banter of Bayu against himself.

Devi is indifferent, and prefers to spend sandwiches while playing a cell phone.

Without Malika guessing, Rahman gently swept his wife's lips with her tongue when she saw the lips of the wife was struck by melted cheese. "Snap yank," whispered Rahman, after the action that made Malika's cheeks blush red.

While Bayu who saw her growl, "uh, even make a live scene here!" Bayu protest, which immediately moved.

Dion who had a glimpse through the tail of his eyes can only throw his breath with rough, "patient, patient, next week you can also do it with the dearest Fira," whispered Dion in the heart.

"Come honey, we're leaving now. Another moment here will be hot..." Bring Bayu.

Dion went on the move, because he had to go to the office immediately to give all his work to the assistant before Dion took a sabbatical for his marriage.

"Bro, make sure your main door locks first.before you explore this whole room for the taking of a wide variety of styles," Dion's message and then immediately pass leaving the dining table.

"Don't forget, in the end," added Bayu, who immediately dragged his wife's arm slowly to get out of the fourth floor building, heading to the third floor to work.

Devi who does not understand anything, because from now on the focus on the screen of her phone just obey and follow the steps of the husband.

🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷 tbc,,,