
ZAYYANS
When my college time ended two weeks earlier than it should have been, I immediately decided to go back to Indonesia. The princess and everything in this country makes me very eager to return quickly. The main reason is the Princess.
I deliberately did not tell anyone, until I finally landed and immediately called Mama to ask where the Princess was. Apparently, they were at the house of Brother Zayn, visiting my three nieces that I had never seen in person.
"Sister, why are you eating so little?" princess asked, we are currently in the dining room at Kak Zayn's house. I deliberately took her away from them so that I could have a conversation with my wife.
"Fatful, Honey. I just want to talk to you here," I replied as I looked at him who was being misbehaved.
"Ih Brother. If you want to talk, don't be here, brother." The princess brought me a glass of water.
"Where? Here are many empty rooms, I'm sure Brother Zayn will allow us to wear them." I'm looking around. My brother's house is very magnificent does have many rooms, as if he was creating a hotel in his house.
"Sir ngajaknya ngamar mulu anyway." The princess is getting wrong behavior, the redness on her cheek looks more and more clear.
"She wants to know what it's like to make a child, when did you make it here?" my God who makes the Princess even more glaring. He looked around, then pouted and hit my upper arm. "It hurts to know, Princess. The habit really likes to hit. Look out, I'll reply in the room."
"Silver room mulu the language, still at this hour too, mending play yuk! I miss being piggybacked on Big Brother," he asked as he tugged at the end of the shirt on my arm.
"Main in the room, yes, let me take Nindy earlier." It was my turn to take the Princess by the hand, taking her out to say goodbye to Brother Zayn and Dera.
"Sister, where are you going?"
I immediately invited the Princess to say goodbye to Brother Zayn and also Dera. After that, I hugged the Princess with the bike I gave her the name Nindy. My wife started hugging my waist when the motorbike had a capacity of a thousand cubic centimeters of engine. The noise made the Princess just silence not chattering as usual. It just stuck to my back, and made it warm and of course tender.
I had planned to take the Princess to a family-owned hotel run by Kak Zayn. It's not without reason that I brought her to that place. Actually I wanted to make a wonderful impression on our first late night.
The building with the number of floors around the fifties was getting closer. I impatiently pulled the gas lever that increased the speed of my motor. Finally, I arrived at the hotel that will witness my union with the Princess.
"We're going to roll here, in this most luxurious room in Jakarta." I took Princess's hand to the lobby, because I actually did not have a special room here, and hopefully the room I was referring to was not rented by guests.
"Sister, wait!" We had almost reached the front of the reception desk when the Princess pulled my hand, and made my steps stop.
"Why, Honey, you're no longer a red lava nut, are you?" I was a little worried. Of course I don't want everything to fail and be fucked up, until when I become a virgin husband.
"Em, actually. It's almost time, maybe a few more days. Hopefully today is still safe, yes" said the Princess in a very slow and slow tone.
"Well, that's it. You make me sting."
"Hehe." The princess just grinned. "We'll check first." He pulled my hand, and we stood together in front of the receptionist.
"Young Master, how can we help you?" ask the hotel staff in a friendly manner.
"The presidential room is empty? I'm gonna wear it. Confirm with Brother Zayn," I replied a little nervously. It was the first time I asked for a room at this hotel. Moreover, their strange gazes were fixed on the Princess. I'm very understanding that maybe they're wondering who I'm checking in with at the hotel. However, I did not want to waste time explaining to them, I just wanted to get a room immediately.
After successfully obtaining the room key, me and the Princess were ushered up to the front of the room by the hotel manager whom I myself had forgotten what her name was. After arriving inside the room, the Princess immediately ran to the bathroom, worried me and chased after him.
Not long after, the Princess came out of the bathroom and immediately hugged me. "Sister, it's Brother Za's day. It's up to Brother to say what I am, but slowly, don't make me sick," said the Princess who increasingly tightened her embrace.
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