
From that day on, every afternoon Reza always made time for both of us. Quality time between husband and wife. Never by playing the piano on the roof top, swimming alone or just lying on a float while staring at the twilight sky, but most often is spent sitting in the backyard on a mat. I thought whatever he planned, ever with just a guitar - a practice for my fingers that started to stiffen. Never also by playing chess or playing snake ladder with the rules of the game is ridiculous.
"If I come out number six, or climb the stairs, or you meet the head or tail of a snake, you must get punished, and vice versa. Understood?"
I'm nodding. "Then what is the punishment?"
He took out setoples full of melted chocolate and opened the lid. "This is the punishment." He pulled my hand, dipped my finger in the chocolate, then licked and could vouch for the vibes.
I also giggled, feeling amused as well as bristling. "You mah mode hold.. tasty in you, dong. Win lose you still profit."
"Don't take it, just enjoy it" he said.
Wew! You know Reza's habits, over time it wasn't just my fingers that were targeted. Shamelessly he was bullying and*my cuddling in the backyard. "Ihsan's not home yet" he said. "Mother is not possible to peek, let alone the Mbok."
"Yes I know, but. akh, Mas. Well. don't be like this, shame...."
He lifted his body up a little. "It's not good?"
"Enak, anyway...."
"Oh yeah, enjoy it."
"Shame, Mas. You cheat change the punishment as you like."
"Shhh.. enjoy this." His feet moved and began rubbing my feet, even his hands were no less naughty.
"Geez, this is. But. ukh...! Oh my goodness. Don't be here. Ms. auw! Uhh! Geez, geez, Mum... Oh. ouch!"
One loud isap* in the neck makes me tense.
"I like it here" he whispered. "My arsenal is challenged."
Huh! Edan!
He made me shake my head every time he pulled me down and I had to get up with my clothes and my hair tangled. While he giggles. "I'm happy to have in-laws who are not as nosy and understanding as Mother" he said that afternoon.
"O yeah? Well then.grace your appreciation, dong. What a cake, as a thank you for giving birth to a friend who is as sweet and warm as me for you. Aye, right?"
She grinned. "Long, yes, your babble. Wear compliments of yourself."
Eit dah. "You are sweet and super warm. And I must thank Mother. How about we give Mother another grandchild? Hmm?"
I'm glaring. "Gee! Oh wow! That's four-month-old kid, you've been given a little brother? You're crazy!"
"It's okay, we want to have a lot of kids."
I'm shaking. "I'm taking the Pill" I said. "Nitip bought Raline when she came here. It's okay, right? I'm sorry I just said."
He's nodding. "It's okay. I get it."
"Don't be angry, huh? I-i-"
"No, Honey. I'm not angry, I'm."
"Thank you for the understanding, Mom."
"Yep. But... next time anything is permission first to the husband, huh?"
I'm nodding. "Now this time too, right, I didn't get permission just yet? I know the status of my wife-not a husband who has freedom."
"Hmm.. don't start...."
"Why? Insinuations, huh?"
"Darling...."
"Yes, yeah. I'm just kidding, Mas...."
"How about we go for a walk?"
"No ah," I refused. "Fear virus. I don't want to be quarantined from children. Pity them."
"Don't worry." He smiled mischievously. "It's just in the car, really. Warming the machine. Okay, right?"
Hmm.. mode again. Huh! Basic perverted brain!