
Turns out I was wrong. It is not Satriya, but still one genus with Satriya, both wearing uniform ijo royo-royo. About two soldiers came home. I don't know what they're talking about because I'm just looking at Dalem. One of the two conveyed a document in a large brown envelope. Judging from their expressions it seemed like there was a very important thing being talked about.
Not long after, Kendra asked for a little time to go back inside. He seemed to be in a bit of a hurry to find the whereabouts of his uniform. When I asked him why, he just replied, "I went to the office broke ya" his saying while wearing a big shirt that a few minutes ago I just undone it.
"What's wrong?"
He paused for a moment in front of me, smiling sweetly, his hands raised stroking my hair softly, "No papa. I'm home in an hour at the latest. You want to nitip something?"
"Em.." I thought, "Martabak eggs yes.pake chicken eggs regular one egg, chicken eggs two eggs, keep a fastidious duck eggs one. Watch out for the eggs!"
My husband laughs, "Yes yes.awaited ya dear Mami. Muahs.."
Eh tumben he did not protest my request that I like as good as udel. Pake given bonus kiss all over again. I want to be locked up in that room.
"Congratulations. Think ya?" my goddamn darling.
"Yes, I'm not cooking" I replied confidently.
"Basik you. Yes, I go first. Assalamualaikum" Kendra gives her hand to kiss me.
"Walaikumsalam" I answered while sticking the back of his hand on his forehead.
I breathed a rough look at my husband's car walking out of the yard following the four-wheeled vehicle of the two guests. Just want to hepi-hepi same mas Husband, uh already left again. Gabut it will be.
Haduh... why?
"Omsat..! Yuhu... Nte Ta..! This pimply! Lusty!" I gedor-gedor the door of his house. "If it doesn't open I go in through the window. If dedek why-why wrong you guys yes"
The sound of bumps and falling objects I heard from outside.. It turns out my threat is weighty too. Hiz...
"Yes.iya...what the hell else?" Satriya's voice opened the door. Looks her hair is still disheveled, breath-blowing, lips swollen next to, and t-shirts that are behind her.
"Tuh zipper diikin first." said I while waltzing casually into the house.
"Huh?" Satriya looked down on her pants, "Damn it. I went up in Woy"
I sat back on the couch in the middle of the house, my legs were up, and my hands were reaching for the jar next to me. "Ena ena mulu's. Not***, right? So I don't feel too guilty about disrupting your ritual"
"Sok-okan said he felt guilty. No matter I have crot what has not lo surely will also keep nyelonong in" he said stirring.
Duh, not crot this if gini story. My mom has not yet ****. He said best friend, so must be as fortunate as dong.
"I'm peelingin!" like the boss, I thrust my stuffed jar in front of his face.
"Yes nyah.. Ndoro kakung where is this nyah? How come those charming flatterers who tell ngupasin?" he sat down on the bottom floor peeling skin kuaci for me, where sitting gegayaan like a courtier again. I sukurin if his legs cramp.
"Regular. Ngapelin mbak Pertiwi" answered me accordingly.