First Night With A WEATHERED BACHELOR
15. Stay at the State Palace

Bujang hoped that after hugging Firda he would be able to sleep well, but quite the opposite. He's getting tormented, muna if Bujang does not want to.

Over thirty years of sleeping alone, a healthy and normal adult man, there was now a young girl who was very seductive of her maleness sleeping next to him.

They are husband and wife, why can it be, get reward again, cook Bujang not kepengen? Bohoongs.

She wanted more than to create a masterpiece on Firda's closed body part, but her Firda instead grew more and more soundly asleep in her arms.

Was Firda knocked unconscious? Uh, but where's the exclaim, rich' sleeping corpse dong. Serem.

" Fir, wake up dong! Brother...." Bujang could not continue his words, he was ashamed.

It's only the third night he became Firda's husband, masa' immediately asked for rations. It seems that if you already have it, jaim Bang, jaim! Ntar if it's new un boxing, even though Firda sleeps, just hit it! Haish, you know for yourself.

The restless Bujang, and the soundly sleeping Firda accidentally kicked something that made Bujang grimace in pain.

"Yes Allah...Firdaa...What is this dream of yours? That's for elus, not in the kick. Fir, wake!" Bujang shook Firda's shoulder slowly while groaning in pain.

"It's morning, Bang? The new feeling of sleep, can't the morning be called again?" Firda got up while yawning, Bujang immediately withdrew his hand.

"It's still night, Fir. Brother woke you up because you kicked brother, sick you know?" Bujang still holds something between his two thighs.

"Huh? I kick? take look! No swelling?"

Bujang so speechless, did he wake Firda wrong? His entire life must have not been collected, cook him want to see Bujang's.

"Don't try here I see! Don't cover it!" Firda had already grabbed Bujang's hand so as not to continue holding his.

The pain mixed with pain due to the knee kick from Firda was no longer felt because of Firda's ambiguous speech.

"Are you sure you want to see?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Aren't you scared?"

"No, why be afraid. Kepengen in fact, how big is the swelling."

Bujang increasingly gawking, indeed Firda has never seen? Got who? Whoa, this shit. Do not-do Firda often watch movies of people who do not wear clothes, can be dangerous if later compared to have him with other people he watched.

How is the size different?

If you make a movie actor, he certainly has a jumbo size, while having a budget most sizes. Standard, uh.

It's been measured, Bang.

"Fir, no! Not yet, you'll be surprised."

"Ish, so when is the time? Waiting deflated? Make what? I just want to see how big the swelling, want to be treated?"

Duh, Bujang so confused, actually this Firda does not understand what is being talked about? Cook him no shame want to see Bujang, even though some newly married women are still embarrassed to see that. Unlike those who have been married for several years, if not hold first will not be able to sleep.

Hiaaa.... That's a naughty babble mother-female if again huddle before dusk on the porch of a neighboring house.

"Just great."

"From earlier said it was swollen, big but where's the evidence?" firda's lips started to smile small, it seemed like his life had all gathered together. Moreover, seeing Bujang's hand is still in a very strategic position, Firda's mind has traveled everywhere.

Bujang immediately flicked his jidat.

"Shame big brother, bad boy. Still a perverted boy. C'mon sleep! Later if you really ask for Brother's right, you refuse with the reason still afraid, cliche!" omel Bujang laid his body back.

Firda's kick was successful in making the boiling point that had risen back to normal numbers.

"Ish, indeed I am still afraid of Bang, afraid not to be so. "he said giggling pulling a blanket covering his entire body.

...******...

Bagas took out his motorcycle from inside the garage, his two eyes were slightly surprised to see two naughty girls already smiling indistinctly in the yard of his parents' house.

"When did you go to someone's house early in the morning? Want to grab breakfast?" tanyanya fierce

Actually Bagas is not fierce. The guy's good, though.

The proof is the same for Bujang! It has been found out that Firda is not pregnant, could he say the marriage is canceled? This isn't. His sister is still kinyis-kinyis, nah Bujang...But Bagas did not do that, instead he suggested that a remarriage be held at once reception let everyone know.

Apalagi kalau sudah ngobrol, seperti pasar malam saking ramainya.

"Don't be fierce, Bang! Ntar fell in love with both of us, Brother was confused which one. We both do not want to share our hearts, let alone share our bodies. Sharing the air is actually also heavy, as Dylan said...Missing is heavy." said Sisil chuckled, Gita to pat his eel. Bagas can only grieve.

How is Firda not wrong? Lah his friend strange, early in the morning instead of breakfast fried rice or cold side dishes leftover yesterday. This is even nelen scoop on a boy.

Bagas indifferently, if served by the two absurd girls he could be late to the office.

"Where are you going?" Gita holds Bagas' motorcycle handlebar.

"You ngojek, why? Want to hitchhike?"

Bagas is still in ferocious mode

"Job in my heart, Bang! Ntar I pay with a million love and affection."

Ckck...Gita Sisil has no shame.

Bagas did not pierce the seduction of the two girls, especially when the tail of the eyes had seen Raka who walked quickly towards him in order to leave together. Bagas directly turned the key of his motor contact.

Feeling a cold reaction from Bagas, the two girls turned to Raka.

"Ka, Brother Firda is still inside right?"

Raka glanced at Bagas through the rearview mirror of the motor, seen Bagas shook his head slowly so as not to say anything.

Last night Firda said that his two friends did not know that he was married, so just let Firda tell them.

"Sir Firda's not home, sister."

"Where?" tanya Gita and Sisil compact.

"He was staying at the state palace," replied Raka from home, Bagas to smile while passing his face hearing his youngest brother's answer.

Duh, sweet really smile Bagas. Fortunately, it had not been able to drink sweet tea, if it could not be in the antin.

Gita and Sisil have not had time to ask further, Bagas has advanced his motorcycle leaving the home page.

The two girls were still facing each other with confused faces.

"Stay at the state palace? If you want to be appointed as a minister, you have to do it, Sil?"

"Maybe, let's not be late for the inauguration. Uh, what kind of minister does Firda want to be?" Sisil suddenly Oneng.

"Where do I know, we ask in yuk!" Sisil has already pulled Gita's hand, but her Gita won't.

"We just go to campus, anyway our goal here early in the morning would like to see future husbands make a living. So now let's go!"

Sisil turned to the door of Firda's house that was still open, seen his father Firda who laughed a little while shaking his head heard and saw the mischievous behavior of his two daughter friends.

...*****...

Firda fulfilled his promise, after the dawn prayer he helped Umi do homework. Sweeping and mopping the floor, Abah and Bujang swept the courtyard.

After the house is clean and kinclong, Firda was asked to take a shower immediately so as not to arrive late at campus.

Bujang himself was sitting on the porch with Abah talking about his wedding plans with Firda according to what Firda's parents and Bagas said last night.

"Bang, take me to the hospital!" pinta Firda stood in front of the door with an anxious face.

"Well? You sick?" Bujang immediately got up from his seat, placed the back of his hand on Firda's forehead.

"No."

"Keep."

"The numbers are getting more and more, now they're here..." Firda grimaced shyly looking at Abah who was also waiting for the continuation of the words from Firda's mouth.

Before Abah will ask why allergy, Bujang already pulled Firda's hand to enter the house.

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