Duda But Perjaka
[Season 2] Mama Alice's Ideas

"Not yet!" Chaca's reply made Gandhi freeze.

"Not bathed, dear," he added again making Gandhi sigh in relief.

Gandhi hurriedly took off his suit and prepared to go to the bathroom as well. Chaca had changed into a towel kimono, taking off her dress.

"What do you want, Mom?" chaca asked as she turned her body.

"You take a shower too, dear," said Gandhi, taking off the buttons on his shirt.

"No! No! I'm gonna take a shower myself. Don't bother me!" chaca shouted quickly holding back her husband's field chest.

Gandhi exhaled a rough breath, he nodded weakly sitting on the bed. Chaca ran to the bathroom, knowing that the shower would not be able to relax her body that felt so tired.

Finally Gandhi took a bath in the next room, it didn't take long for him to return. Still wearing his kimono towel, he threw his body on the bed. Close your eyes until you fall asleep.

After thirty minutes, Chaca just finished soaking. His body looks fresh now. She walked up to her husband, straightening the man's legs which hung to the floor. Then envelop him and kiss his forehead briefly.

"I'm sorry my husband" Chaca said slowly.

Chaca immediately changed clothes and went downstairs to dinner. Alice and Xander are getting ready for dinner.

"Darling, how alone? Where's your husband?" alice asked to hand over the plate with the food and side dish to her husband.

"Fort of maybe Mom, overslept earlier. Later Chaca bring dinner to the room," said Chaca sat her body.

Alice simply nodded, they started to have dinner while having a warm conversation. Xander wasn't as cold as he was.

"Oiya, Daddy why the hell would Chaca have to be on campus with Bryan?" chaca asked in her conversation.

Xander took a sip of water, then put it down again. "Lho, Bryan went to college there too? Daddy doesn't know, honey," he said wiping his lips with a tissue.

"So Daddy doesn't know? Bryan was Chaca's lecturer there Dad. Chaca was afraid that Mas Gandhi would misunderstand, ", Chaca explained after swallowing her last meal.

Alice and Xander stared at each other, they were surprised if the niece became a lecturer. Because the man never told me anything about his work.

"Just calm down, Bryan wouldn't dare to do it. Just focus on your lecture, Cha," said Xander clenched both hands to support his chin.

"Yes Dad, if so Chaca went to the room first yes," she said preparing food in the tray for her husband.

Xander and Alice nodded while letting go of a smile. After Chaca disappears from sight Alice opens her voice.

"Pa, so remember when we were young. Papa and Hendra both love Mama," Alice chirped at her husband.

Xander touches his wife's hand, "But Mama's love is only for Papa. Why is Bryan like his papa? But Papa is sure he's as big-hearted as Hendra. Want to accept the reality and immediately move on," said Xander kissed his wife's hand.

Alice nodded steadily, they reminisced about the youth. The more romantic they get. Especially since the presence of Gandhi, they often spend time together. Unlike the old days who were both busy taking care of their respective businesses.

"Pa, how about if Gandhi makes a hotel instead? Maybe he won't push. Gandhi's expertise in hospitality" suggested Alice holding her husband's hands.

"Good idea Ma, Papa agrees. Who knows, the longer he will hold the company. I hope we have many grandchildren, Ma. Let us be calm in old age" said Xander immediately guaranteed by Alice.

After feeling drowsiness struck, they rushed to the room to rest. Tomorrow we have to focus on our company.

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Gandhi squirmed but did not open his eyes. Chaca kept flirting with her husband. Instead of waking up, the man turned his back on his wife.

But Chaca is not out of ideas. She went up to the bed and laid her body against her husband.

"Is my husband sulking?" muttered Chaca stared at the beautiful sculpture of God in front of her.

Chaca cupped her cheeks and showered a kiss on the handsome face, ending in her lips. She was silent for a moment, her husband still flinching. Then Chaca started sipping and******* the man's lips.

Until his eyes opened, he was surprised by the liveliness of his little wife. But he also felt happy, because he did not need to whine. His wife came by herself.

"Are you that tired?" chaca asked with her hand against my head.

"Honey hurts, so I forced myself to sleep" Gandhi said in a distinctive wake-up voice.

"I'm sorry, honey, I didn't mean to make you sick. I just ...." Gandhi put his index finger.

"It's okay, go to sleep. I know you're tired" Gandhi said, clutching Chaca's body in his arms. He closed his eyes again.

Chaca felt guilty, he took the initiative to unbutton his pajamas and pull the strap of Gandhi's kimono. The man reopened his eyes when he felt a touch on his field chest. Chaca smiled, the two of them were staring at each other.

He understood Chaca's intentions, eagerly turning Gandhi over and overriding his wife. He began to take over his role. Until the union happened.

It will be a long night for both of them. After a long time have to resist the desire when close to each other. The two drift in a game that seems endless.

Their longing has now been healed. It was as if there was a spring of water in the desert. Relieved, happy melted into one. The two are mutually satisfying to each other. Release the thirst that has been felt all along. Their bond of love gets stronger by the day.

"Thank you very much, honey. I love you" said Gandhi, kissing his wife's forehead after both had reached the height of the pleasure.

"I also love you so much, my husband," Chaca replied, hugging her husband's burly body.

The two fell asleep in the same blanket and hugged each other. Give each other strength and complete affection.

In the morning, after breakfast Gandhi drove Chaca to college. His parents left early in the morning. For the past few days they have not focused on their second company.

"Darling, that's not the Mother Goddess? Why is he angry in the middle of the road?" chaca pointed forward.

Gandhi closed his eyes. He stopped the car as it got closer. The Goddess was fighting with a man wearing a helmet.

"You are not careful! Should focus dong same way. The motorbike's vision is straight forward do not stray everywhere. I still don't want to be wronged!" shouted the Goddess, both hands were on her waist.

"God! What is this street that belongs to your ancestors? Stop suddenly as good as a bidat! It's not the fault of the person behind you that you hit your car!" the man did not want to lose.

"Not want to know. You have to take responsibility. My car dented!" the Goddess again.

Chaca and Gandhi immediately went down, they rushed to break up a quarrel that invited the attention of other road users.

"Mak Dewi, what's wrong, Mommy?" tanya Chaca touched the Goddess's arm.

Chaca turned her face away, she was surprised to see the person standing in front of her.

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