Leaning Sweet Me
Still can't believe it.

The morning light barged in through the window slit, shining two bodies that were still equally plain under the thick blanket. Remnants of romance last night is still very thick smelled, the smell of sweaty skin still feels fragrant with its characteristics.

Farrel continued to kiss the innocent shoulder of his wife who was exhausted by the onslaught from her.

Occasionally an adorable little bite he aimed at the white alcove with his guerrilla hands at the round object that was getting tighter.

"Darling ...!"

With a typical hoarse sound of waking up, he wanted to repeat and keep repeating.

"Aren't you tired?" metta murmured with her eyes closed.

"No, my strength is still strong even four more times."

Metta turned her body, "I'm tired baby! My stomach is also nauseous ... "

Farrel got up from the bed, he grabbed the bathrobe and put it on,

"I'll get the car ready, we'll go to the doctor!"

Metta leaned her back on the edge of the bed, pulling the blanket up to cover her chest.

"Hey .. I'm fine! I'm just a little nauseous, a short rest is also healed!"

Farrel walked up to him, pinning the messy hairdo, "It's really okay?"

"Huum.., I just want to sleep!"

"Hm, okay! I won't bother you anymore, go to sleep. I'll be out for a minute."

Metta nodded, then covered herself with a blanket back.

While Farrel went into the bathroom, after the cleaning ritual was over, he went out and headed for a walk in closet, casual, casual wear, who only wear T-shirts and denim pants and white shoes with famous brands.

Seerrts

Serrts

Farrel sprayed farpum on his body, making Metta glance at him from under the covers.

"Great-looking, where are you going?"

"When you meet up, they're taking a school reunion."

Metta immediately opened the blanket that covered her face, "Reuni huh? How did you not say before?"

"Not the reunion, it's still in the works, I'd like to meet with the chairman of the committee."

"His head of the committee is male or female?"

Farrel turned his body to face Metta, "Both dear, they were once active in the organization."

Metta scowled, she again covered her face with a blanket. Farrel himself shook his head looking at it.

"Darling, I'll go first! Deket kok in cafe xx, I won't be long either." he said by kissing Metta's forehead and cheeks.

"Don't be naughty El ...!"

Rubbed his wife's cheek, "Where possible,"

Finally he came out of the room, but before going out, Farrel took the time to make vanilla-flavored milk. Take him back to the room.

"Drink first, and then I'll go."

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Metta rolled to the left, then to the right, her mind drifting at Farrel who was meeting his schoolmates.

"Gak kebayang deh, how did Farrel ogled many girls his age. Is he going to respond to anything not." he muttered himself.

Until he decided to follow her.

"I want to see it for myself."

Metta grabbed the bathrobe and went into the bathroom, performing a ritual of cleaning. When finished, he entered the walk in closet, having a sky-blue floral mini dress, very suitable on his body with matching colored sneakers.

Her hair was smeared out, with a slight polish of makeup for her face, and a thin lipstick on her lips.

When he finished, he finally came out of the room, headed for the kitchen to store the dirty glass, then grabbed his sling bag and then came out of the room.

"Xx cafe! I'll be there."

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Soon the taxi stopped in front of the xx cafe he was heading to. After giving him some money, he came out. Then go into the cafe. His two black beads swept through the entire room, but did not find where Farrel was.

Because they did not find it, Metta finally chose to sit down and order drinks and snacks. With a heart that wonders.

Where Farrel is, he's not here, or he's probably lying. Saying here somewhere else.

A few moments there upset Metta, because he did not find Farrel. Feeling nauseous she finally went to the toilet, it was on the toilet that two brown-haired girls were heard, with one wearing a headscarf.

"Lo's sure Farrel's married, or maybe he's just bragging."

"Lo was horrifying himself, he said it himself too!"

"There's no chance for me!"

"Just keep going, who knows he also demen the same lo, from the school age you overtly chase him."

"Damn it, I'll be the second dong,"

His friend laughed. "He'd love a brunette, until you changed your hair color just to get his attention."

Metta touched her straight black hair, although she changed it, she would only change the shape, not the color, occasionally curling her hair.

Farrel likes girls with brown hair, he never says that, nor does he ever ask me to change my hair color. Unless Dinda has real brown hair, she likes it too. Haiss.

The two girls came out of the toilet, and Metta came out of the cubicle and washed her hands in the sink.

After finishing his business Metta came out of the toilet and sat back down, his eyes were circulating looking for the two girls. Looks like they're in the Vip room.

Sure enough, the two girls went deeper into the room where Vip was there. There was a slight sense of calm because Farrel said such honest things to them, he even blatantly said he was married to them.

Finally Metta chose to wait for Farrel to finish, although several times he was bored. But he stays there.

Shortly thereafter Farrel came out of the VIP room alone. A long-haired girl ran after him.

"Farrel ... wait!"

"Why?"

"I just want to make sure you get home safely."

"Thank you for reminding my husband" said Metta, who wrapped her arms around Farrel.

Making the girl dumbfounded, so did Farrel.

"Darling, didn't you say you wanted to come here? You know, we went together."

"Nothing else, you should meet your friends first."

The girl rolled her lazy eyes, "Farrel I went in again!"

Farrel nodded, while the girl went back in with a throbbing lip.

"You're not naughty, El,"

"Dear, what's naughty too?"

"That friend of yours doesn't seem to like seeing me!"

"Don't care about them, the most important thing is that I still like..suka .. like," he stabbed Metta's cheek three times.

"Th ... El," he said blushingly.

"Why, still not believe it? If I'm not easily tempted?"

Metta nodded, "Trust me, believe me" chuckling.

"Iih.. honey don't bummer,"

"No El. I really believe! I swear."

"Oh, we're home!"

They finally returned to the apartment,

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"There's no hope for me,"

His friend who was wearing a veil frowned, "Why? Lose before the fight,"

"His wife is so pretty!? He won't be tempted."

"Part of kayak there are no other guys, even want to worship who already have a hand. Sick lo," said their male friend.

"If that's the way, you make him uncomfortable, and do not want to be an event donor, you are responsible, find funds for the event."

"Now that's Bri, what a bum!"