Class Friend Match
CHAPTER 52: Sweeter than cake

Arga who had just arrived at his house, immediately entered to look for Dira's whereabouts.

"Assalamualaikum . ." said Arga as soon as he entered the house.

"Wa'alaikumussalam," replied Rika who happened to be in the living room.

"Where's Ma Dira?" ask Arga who did not see Dira's whereabouts with his mother.

"Dira's still in the kitchen" replied Rika.

After kissing the hand of Mama Rika Arga immediately went to the kitchen to meet the wife.

Mama Rika just shook her head to see the behavior of her son who could not be far away from her daughter-in-law, she really salute with Dira who was able to melt a human refrigerator like Arga.

"Basar bucin," muttered mama Rika after Arga's departure. He was very happy to see his son who seemed to love his wife very much, he was very surprised when Arga told him that he had long harbored feelings for Dira and kept silent always watching him. Fortunately, the person she was dating was Dira.

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While Dira who was coolly decorating her homemade cake was surprised by the burly hands that arrived just hugged her from behind.

"Honey .." said Arga while hugging Dira.

"Jeez, you're ngagetin aja .." said Dira while stroking his chest.

"It seems you are so cool that you are not aware of the existence of your husband" said Arga without releasing his embrace. He put his face on Dira's neck.

"Tumben you're home at this time, usually at night" said Dira, who was almost done with the cake.

"I miss you, so I quickly go home spoiled with my beloved wife," said Arga increasingly stick his body to Dira, who was spoiled, even he kissed the smooth neck of the wife who looks very sexy, because Dira who binds the origin of her hair.

"No need to fight Mas, we just met a few hours ago, loh" said Dira.

Arga did not answer Dira's words he was even cool with the neck of the wife's level, and increasingly swiped his face on Dira's neck.

"Mas don't be weird, here there is still Mama," said Dira who began to feel amused due to the actions of Arga who continued to kiss her neck.

"That means that no Mama can do weird weird, right?" tanya Arga turned Dira's body to face her.

Dira also immediately pinched the stomach of Arga, who always thought perverted when he was with her.

"Aw! Pain dear," screams Arga released his embrace and stroked his stomach, pinching Dira this time really hurt.

"Emang yummy, so don't be perverted," Dira sneered while laughing at Arga's irritated expression.

"Well, you are now getting bolder with me" said Arga as he approached Dira.

Dira who saw it had put up a square to run from Arga, but Arga's voice stopped him.

"Udah come, mending we try your cake, I wonder if my wife's made it tastes better than mama's made," said Arga. He took a cake made by Dira and brought it to the dining table.

"Where did I succeed or not make the cake?" ask Dira please be anxious, whether Arga will like the cake made or not, because he himself has not tried it.

"Whatever my wife makes will always be good for me" replied Arga, who was seen enjoying a cake made by Dira.

"Mas I'm serious, is the cake good or not?" pissed Dira.

"Dear child, this is really delicious especially made with love," said Arga again teasing Dira.

"Maos ..." Dira looked at Arga with his sharp gaze.

"I'm serious, dear, this is really good, try now the cobain mama" said Arga while feeding her mother.

"Ec ... This is very good Dir, mending you try it yourself," said Mama Rika.

Dira also tried his homemade cake and it turned out to taste really good.

"Where's darling? I'm not lying, am I?"

Dira just smiled hearing Arga's words.

"Sweet ..." muttered Arga while watching Dira's lips were chewing on the cake.

"Yes sweetness is also fitting," said Dira who heard Arga's murmur. He thought Arga meant his cake.

Arga who could not bear to see the sweet smile Dira just kissed the lips of the wife, he forgot that there was still mama Rika, who widened his eyes to see the action of his son. She did not expect her cold son to have the courage to kiss Dira's lips before her eyes.

"It's sweeter than the cake" said Arga, rubbing Dira's wet lips.

It made Rika's mother look up, whether the person in front of her was really her son.

"Are you really Arga Rahardian my son?" said Mama Rika.

Arga realized that he was still with his mother. Even he retreated back so surprised when he looked and saw the face of his mother who was right next to him.

While Dira can only bow his head so shamefully, he cursed himself he could usually forget the existence of his in-laws and even participate in enjoying what Arga just did.

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