LAMHA AND MR. EL
Pull Uproot

In the evening when all the work was done, Mr. El said goodbye to go back to the hotel. His waist really felt gout and sore, really he was covered by wiping dishes and furniture that much.

"Son El, where are you going?" ask Lamha's mother.

"Go back to the hotel" said Mr. El.

"Why not just sleep here?" ask Lamha's mother.

"Could it be Lamha?" asked Mr. El while glancing at Lamha who was cleaning dirty dishes at the kitchen table.

"Have. Why do you still ask." said Lamha's mother. Looking at Lamha who was just silent, Mr. El smiled wryly.

"I don't want to bother Lamha ma'am, she must be uncomfortable if I stay here" said Mr. El. Lamha finally ventured to look at Mr. El.

"If you stay stay stay nginap just do not have much to say." said Lamha.

"Hus! do not be so husband, not polite." said Lamha's mother.

"Sorry ma'am, because from earlier El nyindir-nyindir mas continue." replied Lamha.

"There accompany your husband. Serve him. Let this all be done." said Lamha's mother. Mr. El smiled winning. Lamha nodded and looked towards the grinning El master.

"Bring first, let Lamha dress up" Lamha said as she walked into the room.

Brak!!

Mr. El went into the room.

"I took a shower waiting for the bodyguard to come with a change of clothes. You see, there are no change of clothes, I don't wear anything. Oh or don't-don't..."

"Don't-don't what?" ask Lamha.

"Don't you prefer I don't wear anything." seduced Mr. El.

"What the hell mas, not funny don't joke." said Lamha while opening his veil.

"His AC hasn't been installed?" ask Mr. El who feels good.

"Not yet, there is a fan." Lamha replied.

"The mattress has not been replaced with a new one" said Mr. El.

"Not yet, Lamha anyways comfortable sleeping in this mattress. The new mattress in front of aja for guests." said Lamha while applying body lotion to her calves.

"Sit here" said Mr. El, patting the bed next to him.

"You have something I'm talking about" said Mr. El. Lamha complied and sat down beside the lord El.

"What are you talking about, since then continue to talk" said Lamha.

"Thank you for forgiving me." said Mr. El.

"Who said Lamha was sorry El?" ask Lamha.

"But you..."

"Lamha has not been able to accept El mas completely" Lamha said while throwing his face towards Lain.

"What if the position is behind? would El forgive Lamha?" ask Lamha.

"That's.I'm sorry I've gone too far" said Mr. El.

"Sorry is not enough, Lamha needs proof not just sorry. Lamha wants El mas to have a firm stance, and not easily incited slander. Marriage is based on trust, commitment and mutual openness" Lamha said.

"Yes mas El admitted wrong, but at that time El was completely overcome by emotion and anger" said Mr. El.

"Then immediately mas El seemed to say the word talak? it was as easy as letting go of Lamha" Lamha said with tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Please think again, think about whether you want to continue this marriage or not, there is still time until this child is born. Because Lamha does not want to regret giving a chance to people who are not opinionated." he continued.

"Once again I'm sorry Lamha, I'm really sorry. I really love you Lamha, I want to continue this marriage, I don't want to part" El said.

"It's a mas, Lamha wants to sleep, it's sleepy" Lamha said trying to divert the conversation.

"Sleep? we're not..."

"Sorry Lamha is not ready, but if El forces Lamha to serve" Lamha said while looking down.

"I will not force me to wait until you ask" said Mr. El, stroking Lamha's cheek.

"If you want to sleep first, I'm still waiting for clothes" said Mr. El.

"You're being stomped?" tawar Lamha's.

"No need, you will be exhausted." replied Mr. El. At the same time Mr. El heard the sound of his car. Then he went out of the room and approached his men. Then she cleaned her body in the bathroom.

Clamps!

Mr. El went into the room with his waist towel and wet hair, the smell of shampoo coming out of his hair. Lamha was stunned for some reason she really liked the smell of the shampoo that Mr. El wore. He got up and approached El.

"Not slept yet?" ask Mr. El. Lamha did not answer and instead wrapped his hands around the neck of Mr. El and lowered the head of Mr. El to look down and kiss the hair of Mr. El that felt so fresh and fragrant. Mr. El was astonished by Lamha's strange behavior.

"Why the hell? what's in my hair?" ask Mr. El. Lamha again straightened the head of Mr. El and now he sniffed the neck and chest area of Mr. El and kissed her aggressively.

"You why? a sambet?" ask Mr. El.

"Lamha likes her fragrance" Lamha said.

"Any, that was not willing, now even decets" said Mr. El.

"So the smell of asem, the smell of dust, now it is already fragrant." replied Lamha.

"Oh, that means you've..."

"What's it?" ask Lamha.

"It's ready for..."

"It was praying there first" said Lamha who immediately turned around because she was embarrassed.

"Don't be shy dear dong" said Mr. El while hugging Lamha from behind.

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