Holy Marriage
Zippers s2
That morning, Anna was making warm milk. He stirred the milk that had been given warm water with a spoon.
“Tumben make your own milk, Non. It's not usually me who makes ya?” Tanya Rina who was at that time putting breakfast to the dining table.
“This is for Mas Alan.”
“Owalah.. Tumben made milk for Mr Alan?”
Anna smiled. “You don't mostly nanya. Your lips are jontor.”
Sontak Rina touched her own lips with the palm of her hand. “Dih, the enon can be, the period of sexy lips is like jondor.”
“Jontor.” Anna confirmed.
“Iya that's my point. Heee..”.
“You take talam gih!” edict Anna.
“Oke.” Rina slid into the kitchen and brought back the talam. “It. For what, Non?”
“To bring food to room.” Anna put the food that had just been cooked by Rina into the talam along with a glass of milk, then she took it to the room.
It was a little difficult for Anna's elbow to open the door knob, but she managed to do it. Then he put the talam to the table. He glanced at Alan who was still sound asleep, rolled up with a blanket. The man who slept bare-chested did not move as Anna shook her arm. So quiet he is. His breath is hard ekali already like a cat asking to be stroked. Oh gosh.
Anna shook Alan's arm once more. “Lately you have become a work males, males wake up early, males go to the office. You spend more time sleeping. What the hell is it? Alan, wake up dong! It's noon. The company owned by the ancestors of the trus do not want to wake up early. If you do not want to wake up in the morning, then the rejekinya first dipatokin chicken.”
“His body is caged all, where it might be my rejekiku matokin,” muttered Alan in an indistinct voice.
Anna smiled amusedly. You weird guy. Just want to make it good.
“See what I brought?” Anna grabs the bowl of porridge and sticks it to Alan's nose so that the man smells a pleasant aroma that breaks from the warm porridge.
“Anna, geez!” Alan rubbed his face with a single swipe, trying to get those things out of his sight.
Oh, my goodness, what a hell of a handsome guy. Anna reached for Alan's arm and guided him down from the bed and drove him to the bathroom.
“Sori Mas Alan, it's like you were told to take a shower deh.” Anna grinned at Alan who rubbed his face with the hard water of the sink.
“You intentionally huh?”
“Neg. Suers. I was not on purpose.”
“You must be in charge, Anna.”
“What is responsible for?”
“Please all as I am. It's gross!” Alan turned his body then pointed at his dirty pants exposed to slurry droplets.
Anna raised an eyebrow and swallowed. Take off Alan's pants? Why is Anna even a careless kebayang now?
“Why even dumbass? Come, lebarin!” alan's Word.
“Iya, yes.” Anna approached her husband and extended her hand towards the zipper of the pants.
“Jeez, you open so long ago?” Alan deliberately protested, even though Anna had not held the zipper for a minute.
“Yes, this is somehow the zipper stuck.” Anna even became shaky due to the stern eyes of Alan so that the zipper does not open. “You do not like it that way too times. I'm not comfortable. I opened it myself.” Anna breezed away and closed the bathroom door, leaving Alan chuckling.
TB