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"You're the kid I know not?" Givan chuckled, with his wife's neck narrowed.
Canda's hands were wrapped around her husband's stomach in the hotel elevator. They check out, from the hotel. A plot of land and a house purchased from a friend of Givan, will be the beginning of the story of their struggle to open a furniture business in this city.
"Pass my father," replied Canda by rubbing her face into the underarm area of her husband.
Givan laughed, then kissed his wife on the head. "I've been leaning against Cendol-Cendol for so long. I want kutabokin, cubitin, but I'm afraid to cry. Gemes is right." Givan pinched his wife's cheek.
Canda only stayed for one day and two nights, at the local hospital. Then, they went to check the location of the business and buy a house. Before finally returning to the hotel, then fix their belongings from the hotel room.
You can imagine the cost incurred by Givan, just for the cost of staying in the best room in the hotel. But it was nothing, for the sake of his wife's comfort. If only for himself, Givan will choose a single room with facilities as is.
Ting.... The elevator doors opened, as they had already reached the destination floor.
The intimacy, caught the eyes of the former who was sad. Givan reluctantly relinquished his grip on his wife, with Canda maintaining her hand on her waist.
"Aa.a.," said Ai.
Unfortunately, Givan was even melengos by stepping out of the elevator. Ai gawks at Givan's response, who is so arrogant that he takes his wife away.
Ai did not expect, Givan seemed to forget the thing that made Ai blister badly. Ai understands the fantasy and pleasure of Givan, he understood the action of Givan.
"Aah! Aaa! Don't see what, if my husband likes to be bifurcated!" gerutu Canda, in between her steps followed her husband to the reception desk.
Givan laughed amusedly. "You know, but instead call me mas. Mas! Mas! Thought I was a precious yellow item a time," Givan later recalled.
"Yes, it's a smooth yellow stuff." Canda rubbed her husband's jaw.
However, the memories of that night made his mood instantly change.
He still remembers, how shiny and slippery the head of his navel that he had wet with his own saliva.
"Sorry, Canda. I'm sorry, Canda" he said in his heart, looking at his wife's face from the right side like this.
"How about, Cendol?" Givan took one step forward, when he was greeted kindly in front of the reception desk.
Canda nodded, watching her husband's body from behind. That wide was the back of the man, who raped her fourteen years ago. A fierce man, who fulfills the needs of his life and mind at all times.
Ai who had abandoned her intention to enter the elevator that Givan had used earlier, was now standing in the corner of the room watching the couple. A medium-sized suitcase on Givan's left side, simply explains that they are both about to leave the hotel.
So, just the seller and the buyer had anything to do with Givan? Renung Ai glazed.
He had never paid any price for himself. But with her ex-boyfriend, she lowers her self-esteem and sets a price for their secret time. Merely, Ai wants their relationship to continue in terms of communication or the frequency of their increasingly frequent meetings.
Unfortunately, his hopes were far off. Givan left, having bought time for them. Givan kept coming back to his wife, Givan continued his life with his wife.
Ai realized this time, after this she would take care of herself even more. Even if, with the label of an ex or a past person who has ever colored his life.
Ai evaporated her tears, then she left to return to her place of work.
Givan simply nodded, as his focus was still on taking care of their room payment. Sometimes he was annoyed at his wife, Canda like a child who tugged at the end of his parents' clothes. It was clear before her eyes that her husband was in dialogue. But, casually Canda still let out his voice.
"Thank you, Brother." Givan smiled kindly, pulling back his suitcase and holding his wife's hand.
"Ke Karimun Jawa huh, Mas?" Canda smiled expectantly.
Givan fused his eyebrows together, then he looked down at his wife. He will always bow, because his wife is only one hundred and fifty-five centimeters tall.
"I'm kapok take you to the water tour. You'd rather be flirting at the villa, than I'd be watering." Givan rolled his eyes lazily.
Canda chuckles in shame. Their conversation paused for a while, as Givan had already opened the door to an online taxi for Canda. With her who directly walked around to enter the other side.
"You know, if I can't swim." Canda once said this, when they vacationed in Sabang.
"Yes, so don't take a water tour. We're in a room, play s*o*ni*g, M*T, d***, W*T, standing, let alone a variation of the sofa slide." Givan pulled down his eyebrows flirtatiously.
The online taxi driver stifled laughter, with Canda patting her husband's thigh in embarrassment.
"Don't talk about it here try it!" someday spoiled Canda.
"Yes, vacation on land. The zoo, or to the park," Givan proposes by extending his hand past the nape of his wife.
Makes Canda now lean comfortably on her husband. "Yes, to the car free day. Or to the night market."
Givan's laughter was so satisfied. He did not run out of thought, with the choice of vacation spots that his wife chose.
The simple, populist, what it is, remains the appeal of Canda in Givan's heart. The only woman he knew, who never kept his image in front of him. Without anything covered, obedient and always there for him, that is what Givan was willing to sacrifice patience for Canda.
The activity of the ground seal and the making of the land deed, made Givan quite troublesome by bringing his wife. Inevitably, Canda always participated. Because of the land and the building, written with its unique clear name.
The modern minimalist house, quite comfortable to be their resting place. While waiting for the building for their place of business to be ready for use, they spend time by traveling to the nearest place and shopping for items to take home to Aceh.
Yeah, Givan estimates the time for their efforts could be stable. So that they can quickly regroup Aceh, to educate their children together.
"Mas, doesn't feel it? We have been in Jepara for three months. Look, the KB syringe reminder I already showed up." Canda shows the screen of his phone, which is a notification sound in the calendar.
Givan glanced at his wife's cell phone. His smile immediately expands perfectly, he will be ready to pound his wife to make the fruit of their love.
"Bismillahi ala’liyil al adzim, allohumma aijalhu dzuriyatan thayyibatan in qaddarta min shulbi." Givan rubbed his wife's flat stomach, which had an incision from the caesarean section.
Canda chuckles. "I know what prayer is." He blocked their position with a pillow.
Givan smiled with interest. "Come, Canda. Later now I work hard, you just collapse. Let her son look like me this time. Yes, Canda?" Givan threw away the bulkhead, then approached his wife hungry.
Givan managed to lock up his wife's tiny body. "Bismillah, Allahumma jannib naassyyaithaana wa jannibi syaithoona maarazaqtanaa." Their foreheads are united with the romantic activity that takes place.
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