Companion To Paris
Still sleepy

There was no heat struggle after that kiss. Biema knows enough that his wife can't be bothered with things like that. Quite exhausted by yesterday alone, which left Paris helpless. So this morning a kiss on the lips was enough.

Paris' lips twitched to feel the mark of the kiss just now. He is still in a lazy position. After bending over to reach for Paris' lips, Biema began to straighten her back. Then rub the head of this girl slowly. "Let's eat. I'll drive you." Paris is reluctant. Biema pull shoulder chair. Give her legs room to sit. "Everybody would be disappointed if this time your test fails again. Especially my mom and dad." A good piece of advice. Also on target. Because there was finally a reaction from Paris.

Paris raised her head and body reluctantly. This girl's uniform is a little tangled on some sides. But it did not fade the sparkle of a Parisian for Biema.

"I cheated, using the name of father and mother," the Parisian murmur.

"Not cheating. Just the right way." Biema took a sip of water first before starting to feed the food into her mouth. "After all you want, sad about being expelled from school will be in vain? And me and Arga's brother have fought for it." Paris sneers. Biema did not debate the scorn of Paris which actually made Biema happy because of her un-created cuteness. Paris meant to be mocking, but it looked adorable to her.

Paris's hand began to move lifting the spoon. Body feels crumbled.

"I can eat while sleeping ...," said Paris. Then back to the head on the table. Biema breathed. Then he stood up and walked over to the side of Paris. Take the girl's plate.

"Let's sit. I'm a bribe" Biema said. He stood beside Paris. There are only enough seats for two people.

"No want. Like a boy," said Paris who straightened up the body.

"It's still a kid."

"But it's been with you" Paris murmured. Biema.

"Let's open your mouth." Despite his refusal, Paris followed what Biema said. Mouth's open. Biema fed it painstakingly. The mouth of Paris twitched while feeling Biema's delicious artificial cuisine.

"Enak" Paris's comment was brief. Biema just smiled.

"Eat a lot." Biema walked to the other side. Paris' eyeballs are watching. Apparently Biema wants to take a chair. Because their dining chair only had two. He wanted to sit next to Paris. So feeding is easier.

"You can't eat dong" said Paris pity. He saw Biema's plate in the house just like that. "here. Let me eat alone," said Paris while trying to reach the plate Biema held.

"No. Let me bribe. He said tired." Biema keeps the plate out of Paris' hand reach.

"But the room did not eat" forced Paris. He tried to reach for the plate.

"It has. I'm nothin. If you have to eat breakfast soon because you leave school. There must be food that goes into the stomach because it will later do the exam. If I could eat waiting for you to finish. After all, isn't a man's stamina stronger than a woman's?"

"I'm sure about that stamina," Paris said, throwing his face the other way. He blushed to himself with the sentence pointing towards 'sana'. Biema smile.

The Paris breakfast is over. Now it's time for Biema to take her to school. Paris' eyes were still a little lethargic when he got in the car. Until the girl fell asleep just like that when the car drove. Can't argue anymore he's so tired.

Biema smiled as she watched her wife sleep. "He slept so soundly. It's like a plain boy."

Basically, Paris is still a boy when compared to him. Maybe it was he who 'damaged' Paris not to be a boy anymore. Parisian innocence may be lost to change with maturity to compensate Biema. Often when the age of a couple is far adrift, it is precisely women who will pursue the existing age range. So women will look mature equal to the age of the man.

Biema's hand immediately restrained the girl's head. Slowly put the head on his shoulder. Biema drove the car while holding the head of this girl so as not to swing anymore.

The car arrived near the school. But Paris was still asleep until Biema had to wake her up. Not really, but it has to be. Paris had to get up to take the exam.

"navy ... Wake up ...," Biema said slowly waking the girl up. Paris did not react. He's staying asleep. "navy .. We've reached your school. You need to wake up" Biema whispered again.

"Nnwt ...." Paris murmured softly. Then the eyelids opened slowly. Biema's handsome face appeared in front of her, as her eyes opened perfectly. The man looked at her gently. "Biema ..," he said. Biema was still holding onto the head of this girl because it seemed like this girl was still within half a soul.

"You're awake at last." Paris's eye bead looked right to left.

"I fell asleep apparently." Paris held her head away from Biema's shoulder. Then back to the car seat. His hand rubbed his face gently. "We've arrived?" ask Paris limp because she just woke up.

"Yes" Biema said.

Paris rubbed his eyes. Then look out the window. The school fence that surrounds the front yard.

"I have to go to school. It has to be," he said cheering himself up even with a limp voice. Paris tidied up her hair and clothes. Biema approached to help him.

"Done. My wife is already beautiful" Biema said as she looked closely at Paris. Then move away from the girl's seat to get back in her own seat.

Then Paris opened the door. Still with body and expression of fatigue. From the door on the other side of the car, Biema also came out. Paris looked over as the man approached her.

"Why come out?"

"I want your anterin."

"No need to go inside. I'm okay," Paris refused.

"really? I'm worried."

"No. It's okay." Paris moved her palm to convince Biema that she was fine.

"I hope so."

Unknowingly Paris suddenly reached out. Biema's eyeball lowered its head, looking towards this girl's hand in surprise. Then looked up, looking at this girl.

Whatdoes thatmean? Is the credit card over? tanya Biema guessed for herself the intention of this girl to do that. It's impossible to shake hands, isn't it? Ah already.

Biema chose not to bother. He followed what this girl was doing. Biema reached out her hand. Suddenly Paris grabbed Biema's hand and placed the back of her hand towards her soft cheek. Biema surprised. Even though Paris had already let go, Biema was still shocked.

"I'm in yes ... Doain I can do the exam ...," said Paris in his lazy style. The eyes of this girl were still half conscious. The sleepiness is still there.