Failing to Get Married Because of Fat
107. First night

After the sungkeman procession was completed, the two brides got up from their seats and walked together to the chair.

Despite going hand in hand, the two look not romantic at all. Because Anggara runs a little faster than Olive. Though Olive was having trouble walking, because she was wearing a tight-woven rag.

"Mas, you're a hell of a bitch. You should've waited for me, not left me." Grunt Olive while patting Anggara's thigh slowly.

"Leave you how? Our men walk together."

"Remember yes, mas. We've only been queens for a day, must look dazzling in front of the invited guests."

"Yes-yes, bring it."

"Mas!" Olive stared exasperatedly at her husband.

Of course, the small commotion and facial expression that could not be lied to, greatly stole the attention of the invited guests.

"It seems they are not intending to get married. Just be like that." Tapping on one of the invited guests.

"really. It may be true, the two married in an accident. So do this because of the force." The other timpal.

Narrated the invited guests, again sounding soft.

After passing one by one ijab qobul event and wedding reception, finally the event was finished as well.

One by one the invited guests stood up and greeted the families of the two brides. They prayed that the household would be harmonious. Not to forget, too, to give a donation envelope.

After the event was completely over, they walked into the house. Olive and Anggara walked to her room upstairs. Arriving at the door, the two were jostling to enter first.

"I used to." Anggara.

"Can't! This is my room, so the first one to enter is me." Denying Olive.

"Hey, remember. We're married, so your room is my room."

"Yes, that's exactly what you said. But I'm pregnant, and I want to get some rest." Deny Olive again, then precede the entrance of her room. And followed by Anggara.

Both of them simultaneously lay their bodies on the bed.

"Ih, what the hell are you. Just push around." Olive grumbled while pushing the body of her husband, who was beside her.

"What the hell, Liv. What if I fall? The place is a little."

"Little how? There's still a lot." Olive pointed at the bed beside Anggara.

But Anggara still did not budge and persistently defended his place, making Olive fall right on top of his body. The two look at each other.

"Olive, this is our first night. Let's do it now." Say Anggara while raising his eyebrows.

"First night? Our first night is over. I'm pregnant first." Olive murmured, then intended to keep her body away from the top of Anggara. But the man immediately hugged her tightly.

"But this is our first night as newlyweds. Come on, Olive, we're both enjoying our time."

Of course Olive's energy is outdone by Anggara. So that now the woman is under his support. The man started to take off his wife's clothes.

But Olive tried to keep him, because he was very tired and really wanted to rest.

Anggara with all his might let go of Olive's hands that covered her clothes, and finally succeeded.

The man immediately took action. For a moment he forgot Olive's fading beauty. As long as his inner needs are met. Because already his appearance is ambiguous, finally Olive serves also Anggara's wishes.

Both were washed away on the first night. Not only do they do it once, but repeatedly.

After that both of them lay down on the bed while closing their eyes, because they felt exhausted. Even his sweat poured out from their faces and bodies.

**

The next day, the newlyweds woke up late. Because when the clock shows ten o'clock, then they squirm.

Arghh....

"My body hurts a lot." Moan Olive, and slowly sit down.

Huams....

Anggara spread both hands while yawning wide.

"Mas, your bad breath." Olive closed her nose.

"Just be a dong, Olive. When I wake up I smell."

When Anggara turned to Olive who was still innocent, his wild brain appeared again. Without the ba-bi-bu, he immediately pounced on Olive.

"Before taking a shower, let's have another round." Take Anggara, then shower Olive with a kiss.

Although her entire body was crumbling, Olive could not wrinkle. That morning they were drifting together.

In the middle of the two being mutually satisfying, there was a knock on the door.

"Duh, who the hell is that? Just disturb." Anggara grunts.

"Olive, why aren't you awake yet? It's almost noon. You're not having breakfast first?" Shouted my mother, from behind the door.

"In the meantime, we're in production." Anggara reply as is.

"Mas!" The woman then placed her index finger on her lips. She told her husband to shut up.

"Then know." Its effects.

"Why should I be ashamed? Papa and mom used to experience this too."

Anggara also back to spur his movement. While the mama who was outside, shook her head because of her shameless daughter-in-law's attitude.