Ladista's Love Agreement
17. Three months of marriage

Two weeks have passed. The closeness of a couple is getting more intense. Getting better every day. Dista was also used to the spoiled attitude of the husband. And it is no longer awkward to accept the romance of her husband.

Even the two decided to sleep in this back room. Even though Daffa still hasn't touched Dista. Just a hug and a kiss of affection that they have been doing.

"Darling, later help you pack my clothes. Tomorrow I'm going out of town. There was a business trip." said Daffa as they enjoyed breakfast this morning. Ya Daffa called Dista 'honey'.

"Suddenly mas. Isn't next Sunday going to Bali?" asked Dista astonished, because indeed Daffa had said that he would go to Bali next week.

"The schedule is being moved on dear. You see, my business partner next week has to fly to Japan. Instead of waiting for him to come back in a month, mending I leave early." explained Daffa.

"Yes, how long did Daffa last?" ask Dista.

"Maybe a week. But I'm trying to finish sooner." Daffa paused his words to drink water. "Where can I stay long away from you" Daffa chuckled.

"That's right to begin," protested Dista.

"What do you want me to stay there for a long time?" god Daffa.

"No, I'm afraid to be alone in the apartment." replied Dista ngeles.

"What's kangen afraid??"

"It's up to Daffa to say what." Dista put his lips together. Deep down, she felt hard to part with her husband. Even if it's only a week. But it's gonna feel like a year.

After finishing breakfast, Dista drove her husband to the door. Don't forget he kissed the back of Daffa's hand. And a sweet kiss landed on Dista's forehead.

Time passed quickly. After finishing preparing all Daffa needs to go to Bali. Dista deliberately cooked her husband's favorite food. Not far from the smell of the sea.

Various dishes have been arranged neatly on the dining table. Starting from sweet spicy squid, crispy shrimp, grilled fish, sweet Asam clams and there is also Dista's favorite plow sambal.

Dista is neat with a maroon-red knee-length dress. His hair he let down, with a Korean hairpin in the bangs. She polishes her face with natural makeup. Increasingly add ayu girl who is waiting for the arrival of her husband.

At seven in the evening Daffa arrived at the apartment. When he stepped inside, he saw Dista who was sitting on the sofa.

"Dear night" said Daffa.

"Night at Daffa." replied Dista in a soft voice.

"What did Daffa bring?" he continued when he saw Daffa carrying a box.

"Happy three months of marriage dear" said Daffa as she hugged Dista's body. Not forgetting to kiss the top of his wife's head.

"And this is cake, you're ready at the table. I'll take a shower."

"Welcome three months of marriage also to Daffa. Tumben remember mas?" god Dista. Indeed, usually Dista alay, always commemorate the date of their wedding every month. Although previously their marriage was only a treaty, but for Dista it never hurts to celebrate.

"From now on I'll keep it in my brain's memory." Daffa chuckles.

"Want me to get some warm water?" bargain Dista.

"Don't be a pity." said Daffa passed into his room.

Dista prepared the cake Daffa had brought on the table. Do not forget to put a candle with the shape of the number three on it.

Ten minutes later Daffa came out of his room. With hair still a little wet. Adding to its good looks. Although only wearing plain t-shirts and blue jeans.

"Let's light the candle." I also lighted the candle.

"Now we both make a wish" said Dista.

They closed their eyes for a moment. Then open your eyes together.

"Let's blow the candles!" bring Dista. They also blow at the same time.

"Mas Daffa wants to eat the cake?" ask Dista.

"Later. I'm hungry, let alone look at your cooking. The better my stomach is hehehee .."

"I'll get you some rice, what side dish would you like?"

"Emm. shrimp equals squid." Answer Daffa. The more days of Dista cuisine the more appetizing. You could say the equivalent of the cuisine of his mother-in-law.

After taking food for her husband, Dista took food for herself.

"Where is my cooking??"

"Alhamdulillah if Daffa likes it." Dista blushed.

"Tonight you look very beautiful." said Daffa while watching his wife.

"Thank you Daffa, this dress happened to be bought by my mother the other day" said Dista.

"I'd rather you wear clothes like that. It looks more beautiful."

"Mas Daffa can do it." They finished their dinner. And went to the sofa while enjoying the cake that Daffa bought earlier.

Dista sat down with his head leaning against the chest of the husband's field. Daffa stroked Dista's black hair and occasionally dyed the top of his head.

"What time do you leave?" tanya Dista started their conversation.

"Six o'clock in the morning."

"Sir Beny is coming too?"

"Well, we're a bunch of hehe.." Daffa laughs.

"Aren't we together??" protest Dista.

"Yes too." replied Daffa while pinching his wife's tiny nose. "You wanna come?"

"No, I'm afraid of disrupting Daffa's work."

"Yes, you'll be carrying" Daffa chuckled.

"Mas Daffa...." Dista pinched her husband's stomach.

"Geez.geez.." Daffa grimaced in pain.

"Eat him, don't like people."

"Yes sorry, honey. But because you're a tadpole and a noise that makes me comfortable." Daffa launched his deathly appeal.

"Gombal." Timpal.

"Well, what do you think makes me like you?"

"Hemm... What is it?" Dista tapped her index finger onto her chin.

"What's? Nothing good, right?" Daffa smiled slantedly. "Besides you it's chaffy, can't cook, can't be sloppy, can't groom it either."

"That will begin." Dista protested and then tickled her husband's stomach.

"Dear too...it's ticklish!"

"Cake number, I like you because you are diligently learning to cook. Patiently take care of me. Or what cake?" protest with sebel.

"Yes yes, you already know." replied Daffa by hugging Dista's slender body.

"I like everything in you. Your patience, your stubbornness, your perseverance is also your natural beauty." said Daffa.

"I'm embarrassed." Dista blushed.

"If you are, why do you like me?" ask Daffa.

"Because you're good looking, good at first and freak me out." Dista smiled as he closed his mouth.

"So I'm a bummer?" god Daffa while tickling Dista's stomach.

"Ampun mas, ticklish... You really are bummering. Irit spoke, I snapped Melulu." said Dista with a laugh.

"But I know you're a good person, filial parents. Plus you're handsome. Where can I prevent my heart from liking you" said Dista while looking down embarrassed.

Daffa grabbed Dista's chin and raised her beautiful face to face her.

"Thank you for being patient with me. And I'm sorry that I was talking to you before." said Daffa as he continued to close his lips to Dista's lips.

Cup. a kiss landed on Dista's chewy lips. Dista closed his eyes. Enjoyed every touch of her husband's lips. Mutual me***** lip each. Daffa's tongue began to break into Dista's oral cavity. Interlocking the tongue. Enjoy the warmth they both create.

Seriate.....