Blue Ocean
Debates
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"Lele sniffed" Blue replied, the two sentences just escaped from his mouth involuntarily.
Sam who only faintly heard of course directly turned Blue's body in order to face him.
"What did you say? the new style is rich again" asked Sam with a teasing smile and eyes full of desire.
"Huh? what did I say?" Blue asked back because he was really a little dreamy.
"I asked, what style are you going to wear tonight, baby?"
"Should?" blue Splice.
"You answered Lele's style!" sam answered with a smile.
Blue who frowned then shook his head as well, he did not remember saying those two ridiculous sentences.
"You're wrong, Bee" Blue elak who started to panic when Sam got up from sitting and pulled his hand.
Blue continues to wrangle when the husband takes her to Bed, Blue who has used the nest yearya certainly makes it easier for Sam to remove what is attached to the tiny body Blue.
"Bee, I don't feel like talking about it, maybe I mean fried catfish not catfish sucked because it sucked just mbak sisters" said Blue increasingly panicked when Sam was not wearing anything at this time.
"Don't want to know! pokonya practising catfish style ngesot, Bee" pinta Sam, he is more and more happy to judge his confused wife.
"I don't know how that works, Bee"
"lik! you know, baby. Come on sprawl"
"Change the usual style? which one do you want?" haggling Blue with one blink, but Sam shook his head instead.
"I'm the same old style, want to try the new style you called just now, baby."
Blue scratches his head that does not itch, his minimalist brain certainly does not get there. He cursed himself who foolishly said something beyond reason about the bed.
He should not be lulled when the husband kisses his shoulders and nape when he finishes cleaning himself.
"Bee, I'm sleepy" whined Blue for an excuse.
"Yes but don't have to wear the catfish style!" his jolt began to get upset and frustrated.
Sam just smiled knots, he was so anxious to see his wife's innocent face now turned frantic and confused. But Sam is certainly increasingly curious and this time maybe he will not easily succumb.
"I'm Cinderella yeah, you're the white horse, Ok" Blue starts to negotiate. However, Sam remained silent.
"Hem, donut wet style, how?"
"No! I still want the style of catfish ngesot, Bee" keukeuh Sam stick to his stance.
"Geez! so stubborn!" rutuk Blue slowly but still heard by Sam.
The two fell silent, sitting facing each other with different eyes. Blue with her pleading gaze and Sam with her longing gaze.
"Snap, the rules have used two styles, this is just a belom say hello" said Sam increasingly impatient.
"I'm looking at Mbah pinter first huh, Bee. Be patient! no patience that does not end favors" kekehnya then while reaching his phone on the nightstand.
Blue quickly figured out what catfish was, but the result was that none of them could be the answer.
"Say what's the pinter, Bee?"
"No, there is a catfish pecel with catfish cattle doang" Sahut Biru while throwing a phone into the middle of the mattress.
"How is this? The tutut even though he wants to meet Lele!" sam said while holding back a laugh.
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I'm just iyup, right?