Boss Come Here Please!
#Momongan
Next morning.
Arga opened his eyes because of the glare with the heat of the sun that emerged from the sidelines of the red gorder that I had long forgotten to replace.
With his eyes still not fully open, his hands searched for me beside where he lay, having not found me there, he awoke.
"Where did he go, Asta**?":Batin Arga then he sat on the edge of the mattress while rubbing his eyes because it was a little blurry.
He went out of the room, and then down.His eyes were fixed on a point where I was standing behind the stove and working on something.
Quickly he grabbed my waist and kissed my hair gently.
"How many days have you not been shampooing?": He said as he snorted his nose.
"New two days": My jawabku relaxed while coolly chopping onions.
"Oh my God, two days? , I just feel like I just smelled sand": Said Arga while pressing on the tip of his nose.
I giggled at Arga's behavior this morning.
"Why are you?, usually get up early to exercise": I turned around so I could hug her too.
"I'm a little tired because of the long journey yesterday.Are you in college today?".
"He'em, 9 am":My speech.
"Well, I'll take you to college": Teach Arga, then kiss my lips and wet them.
I welcome Arga's kiss gently.
"I take a shower first, or do we take a bath together?":Arga began to bring out the seductive master's style that he had.
"I'm so slovenly.There's a bath, I'm cooking breakfast for us": I gently push Arga's burly body.
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At 9:00
once all is done and we both finish our meal.
We left, Arga took my hand and grasped my fingers by walking, once he kissed the back of my palm.
I feel so loved by my husband, and hope this isn't the mirage that Arga gave me.
"We've only been married for a few months, and we haven't had any children either.By the way my wife wants to have how many children?": Arga said.
"It has not occurred to me, after all I was in college must have been very troublesome if I was pregnant and had to have children".
"Do you have no feelings?, Look I have begun to age, my skin begins to wrinkle": Whine Arga.
"Then?": I answered Arga's statement while walking rhythmically with her footsteps.
"You're only 20 years old, your skin is still smooth, as if we're chasing the target momongan later tonight": Arga started teasing me.
I shook my head, listening to Arga's words.
I thought at the age of 20, if I had children, my youth would be wasted even though I was the son-in-law of one of the richest men in the capital, I would still not be ready to have a baby.
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In the car, during the ride Arga still continues to whine asking a child for me.
Still holding my hand with his left hand, while his right hand held the steering wheel of the car: "Honey, you can definitely give me a baby".
"I'm not ready yet".
Arga put on a face and let go of his hand.
"So angry":My words.
This time he just fell silent as if he was really concentrating on the steering wheel of his car.
I let out a long sigh and arranged the words so as not to let her down.
"Alright, but never fight destiny, so we try but God determines, oke Honey".
Arga was still silent and ignored me.
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