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RM184. Givan's Whine
"You're having a bottle, my goodness, Canda." Givan was so resigned, when his wife kissed him repeatedly.
"I love the same thing." Canda pitted their noses.
"Yes, Canda. I know that, I'd appreciate your love too." Givan pitted his lips slowly.
"Mas!" Canda pushing her husband's chest field.
"Would you want a Maghrib, you have to take another bath?" Canda refused, reluctant to serve her husband's lip game.
"Say love, ladenin dong her husband." Givan persuaded with his gentle tone.
Not gently drifting. But, Givan's voice sounded like he was persuading his girlfriend to complete n.
"Basic, Crocodile!" Canda patted her husband's eel.
Givan laughed amusedly, then he hugged his wife and pushed her all the way to the wall. "My crocodiles, Chandra was born I didn't say 'welcome my little crocodile'. I'm not the one, Canda."
Canda even laughed out loud. "Yes, right. Depraved humans. His son was born, yes said 'welcome my little angel '. Is that so, Mom?"
It was Givan's turn to hear his wife's words. "Tumben continued his joke. Do you often eat fish?" Givan knew that fish contains a lot of vitamins for brain intelligence.
"Not really, I just ate fish." Canda laughed in her husband's arms.
"Kiss again, dear." Givan pulled his wife's chin, deliberately making his wife's head look up.
"Udah tuh, Mas. N****." Canda understood a little, if her husband must have missed their warmth together.
"It will be easy to take a shower." Givan kept his wife locked on the wall of his living room.
"No, Mas. Cold me, don't wanna shampoo." Canda refused with a whimper.
Givan got carried away. Which according to Canda was just a joke, apparently giving a big effect to a Givan. He was ready to fight, with a highlight in full meaning.
"Come, what you'll buy." Givan persuaded with his signature style as usual.
"Wouldn't do anything, Mom. I'm enough."
Givan took a breath. His wife who invited him to kiss, but he was ready for a fight like this, it was his turn who did not want to continue. There was nothing he could do but be patient again.
"Eh, Canda. Sit here first, I want to talk." Givan chooses to talk about the information he got from his mother's house.
At first, he wanted to talk about it before going to bed. However, he finally decided to talk about it just now to divert the tension in him.
"Chat about what, Mom?" Canda followed the pull of her husband's hand, which led her to sit on the guest sofa.
"No wind, no tests, Zio no nengokin." Givan was telling a horror story.
"Who is that?" Canda was carried away by her husband's tone.
"Nadya." Givan sighed in unison with a piece of the name coming out of his mouth.
"Huh? Seriously?" Canda put on a shocked expression, like when he heard the materials he did not expect.
"Yes, seriously." Givan also expressed the same as the source of information ghibah who was spreading the news of birds.
"Ish, how could that be? I suspect this novel is coming to an end, huh, Mom?" Canda tapped his chin.
"Indeed, he said he wanted to end the end of the month or early next month. He said he wanted to bring Chandra's story in a new novel. Doain yes, hope the plan is smooth and get a good reception?" Givan held both of his wife's hands.
"Aamiin, I must be praying. My prayers are mustajab, my. It's the wife who's hurt." Canda lowered his eyebrows.
Canda chuckled and pulled the hand of her husband covering her face. "How else is Nadyya? Even we keep joking around from that."
"You look at Zio, just as Zio happened to play to mamah. Zio doesn't know who he is, but obviously we've ever shown the wrong photo of Nadya wearing the veil, right?" Ghifar leaned towards his wife by neutralizing her voice.
"Yes, indeed. Is Nadya not wearing a veil now?" According to Canda, it is natural for Zio pangling if Nadya is not hooded.
"This is Aceh, Canda. There's no way a hooded man could come here. Do you know that female vlogger from Medan who is non-Muslim? He came to the coffee tour, put on a hood." Givan made Canda think.
"Oh yeah-yeah, I asked for a photo of him at the time, right?" Canda remembered about the person in question.
"Well, yeah it is. Keep the timing right we in the hospital yesterday, so you don't dare to introduce Zio to Nadya. Mamah's worried we haven't told Zio yet, that Zio is not your son." Givan informs her of the information she got from her mother.
"Well, Zio knows he's not my son. Then, just as he was, why can I hamili Nadya how to try?"
Givan frowned. "Well, the question won't be that. Maybe you mean this? Why is he and his other siblings different mothers? Whereas, obviously her mother she's you. All he knows is you, who's on his birth certificate. Even if it wasn't your son, he knew."
Canda put his hand in front of his body. "Udah, Mom. I'm complicated, I can't think. Try to jump directly into the field, try to invite Zio to chat." Canda held his head.
"Hm, hm, hm. Basic, Cendol." Givan sometimes forgets that his wife often doesn't understand the obvious words coming out of his mouth.
"Yes, go there. I didn't think about Nadya coming here, but I'm afraid I can't answer Zio's question if I go with Mas to Zio." Canda shook her husband's arm.
"Hmm, yeah, I'll teach you to najai the kids." Givan glanced at his always-mounted watch, it came off only when Givan was resting.
"May I open together while waiting for Maghrib." He poked his wife's chest so shallow.
Canda hugged his own chest. "Not a month of fasting."
"I mean gini loh." Givan took off the shirt he was wearing.
"Open clothes?" Forehead Canda wrinkled.
"Yes! Undressing together." Jemari Givan was so anxious to scratch something if it coded his wife.
"Well, what? Why undress together?" Canda did not understand the direction of her husband's conversation.
"Oh my God, Canda....." Givan acted crying roaring.
At first he was so eager to do their bed. But, getting his wife's response like that made him lose interest just like that. Now, only the annoyance he received and had to try to break the frustration that was in him.
"What the hell?" Canda even chuckles by hitting her husband's reaction plan which he thinks is strange.
"Kok what the hell? Time doesn't understand? Open with loh. We ask**** together with that, we relate se*s that way. I miss, I want to, I need it, Canda." Givan explained it in detail, stomping his feet to the floor in a fake cry.
"Ohh...." Canda laughs amusedly, she just understood the code of her husband who confused it.
"Yes, yes, yes. Later that night, Mas," continued Canda later.
Givan stops immediately who was previously in cosplay to be a fussy child. "What really?" His eyes twinkled like he heard that his wish would come true.
Canda nodded a few times, with a big smile.
Givan was instantly excited. "Uhh, the more dear I am to you." His love seems to always increase when his wife obeys him.
He pulled his wife's neck, then kissed her cheek which looked slightly deflated.
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