Love of the Journalist
68. Pacu Adrenaline
...68. Pacu Adrenaline...
Kirei
This morning he attended an event at Kindergarten Kemala Bhayangkara in order to release the students of Kindergarten and KB who had graduated through their education.
Wearing a pink PSH uniform, her hair is neatly carried. He and Danang were greeted enthusiastically by all the committee and children. He received a bouquet of flowers upon his arrival right at the gate.
“Thank you,” he said when he received the bouquet of flowers while gently rubbing the head of the girl who gave him earlier.
Then they were paraded to the event venue with a jaran braid dance by the children.
A smile continued to rise from his lips.
Various shows and attractions are presented in front of the stage. All entertaining and adorable. Children show their passion and creativity.
Her husband is standing in front of the stage. Give a word two for a welcome.
So brave and charismatic.
Then he also stood on the stage to give awards to educators.
It was time for him and Danang to leave after the event was over. Experiencing one by one all the committee.
“Sore this we leave for griyo skyway.” Said the man sitting next to him. The car moved slowly leaving the event venue.
“Kok his show?” Ask. Honestly, he was not ready.
“No need to bring a lot of goods, we stay two nights,” the car they were riding arrived at home after Darmo opened the iron fence. It was seen that 2 heavily armed personnel also stood up to welcome their arrival at the guard post.
He smiled thinly.
All in strict care and supervision. Especially after the terror events that were aired on law enforcement officials lately.
Once he arrived in the middle room he took off the shoes with high heels. Then walk into the kitchen barefoot. Making honey tea seems to reduce a little fatigue.
Last night he had not opened the incoming e-mail. He also fell asleep at the man's desk. Because Ken invited him to chat for up to an hour.
He woke up when a palm touched his cheek, feeling cold.
“Mas Danang just got home?” Ask with mouth yawning and reflex closing with back of hand. He opened his eyes, removing the drowsiness that was still whipping. The laptop screen is already dark.
“You want me to carry to the room?” Barat Danang is ready to embrace it.
But he hurriedly got up from the chair. And ....
Jedug.
His knee stumbled against the table hard enough. He had a chance to complain and grimace rubbing his knee that feels pain.
Without haggling any more, Danang held him up. Putting his body on the bed.
“Ngeyel.” Exclaim that man.
The next morning his knees looked bruised. He had applied the ointment to unravel the pain. But this morning there was an invitation at Kindergarten Kemala Bhayangkara. Forced to use high-heeled shoes and a span skirt that increasingly makes it pulsate.
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Danang
The car he was driving was perfectly parked in front of the main villa griyo skyway.
He removed his seat belt without turning off the engine. Then looked at Kirei who was sleeping in the seat next to him.
On the count of ten, he turned off the car engine. Get down and step around the car. He opened the passenger door and slipped his hands on the legs and back of his wife.
But, it was precisely Kirei who woke up.
“After arrival?”
“Mas Danang want to do?” Sergeants quickly.
“I can walk by myself.” His armband.
He didn't accept Kirei's refusal. Although inwardly pleased for unwittingly, Kirei poked his hand against his neck.
Arriving on the terrace he sat Kirei in a chair.
“Wait here,” the door. “I picked up the bag in the car,” he added.
In the evening they were just chatting on the living room sofa. Small-volume flat-screen televisions that light up only as sweeteners. The proof they will not understand if asked what event is going on?
“It looks like we've been kayak gini, Mas?” kirei said as his fingers rubbed the ointment on his knees.
He closed the ointment when it was finished. Then keep it in the medicine box.
“Time in room Wadir Reskrimsus,” says. He sat down next to Kirei.
“How time flies.”
He rubbed Kirei's head, “That time you already had the same feelings I haven't?”
Kirei immediately snorted, “That there is a sense of unease and fear.”
“Kok scared?”
“New first time close to the guy and Mas Danang who touched me,”
He smiled, “So there's already feelings.” The shoot. A hasty conclusion.
Kirei shook his head, “Pede! Until we get married it feels like doomsday to me.” That is what is felt. Married a man who was totally beyond her expectations. Without love, haste and coercion.
“But after knowing I'm a good brother, how?” toodong.
Kirei smiled, his hands outstretched, gently rubbing his jaw.
“Past asked to be reunited with good brother. But do not expect also found in this way.”
He cupped his wife's face, staring at her. “Here ...” His hand went down to Kirei's stomach, “is there yet?” rub that stomach.
Kirei's hand reflexes took hold of his hand, “Hopefully ..” wilt the girl.
“If we haven't done it yet,” whispered.
“Let's be as soon as possible,”
“We repeat ... our first night here.” The force that directly ambushed Kirei's lips.
It does. First night with the reason to meet friends. Initially because of jealousy.
“Will you be all mine? (will you be mine completely)”
“I’ve fallen for you .. since the park (i have fallen for you.. since in the park).”
The sentence that suggested Kirei nodded slowly that night, giving up his entire life, his heart, his body just for him.
The sound of crickets and night birds occasionally heard each other say that accompanied the increasingly late night.
But not with him. The more late the more challenging it is to keep racing in desire. Their lips are still clenched together. While his right hand took off the button of the girl's sleeping pajamas.
His left hand touched his back, then pressed down on Kirei's neck. The girl moaned as she kissed her neck to her collarbone.
The sleeping pajamas had been completely detached. Then quickly his hands removed the hook behind Kirei's black back. She squeezed the food source for her children later, kneading it gently clockwise.
Making Kirei bite his lower lip then curl his body.
He stopped his activities for a moment. Staring at Kirei who was still breathing.
Then smile. "Can you?" Ask.
But Kirei did not answer.
“Trying a new style,” he said again with a slanted smile.
While the girl looked at him, she did not understand.
He stood up and bent down, his knees resting on the sofa. By still kissing all parts of the girl's body is no exception. Defend its patent. His left hand took off the black triangle with lacy quickly, of course with careful consideration so as not to tear.
His hair was squeezed firmly as he squatted between the girl's legs which were wide open. Linger at the bottom there. Until the girl stiffened and growled repeatedly. Now turn.
He quickly changed position. Raising Kirei's body to sit on his lap. This makes it easier to bring them together. And sure enough woman on top. Make a different sensation. He wanted to keep his wife for longer. Gurgling together because the new style turns out to boost his adrenaline.
At first with a slow and steady intensity, gradually becoming fast and hasty. Because of the desire that almost exploded in the air. Until the sofa moved back and forth following their motion. Lucky not to creak, the sofa remains sturdy and comfortable. May be recommended he thought. He sniggered in the heart.
Until he saw the exhausted Kirei in control. Breaking down the girl in a hurry, without releasing the link and ....
Taps.
The television screen was dark.
They looked up simultaneously towards that flat-screen television.
“Mass ...” Chirper Kirei.
He looked at Kirei and said, “Dan tv was embarrassed to see our behavior,” kekehnya.
They finally laughed together.
Unification with intermezo did not reduce the sensation. It even made her even more curious to try out new styles again. Huh.
Eventually they had to move into the room. Continuing that was delayed. Before the desire to return home.
**
Kirei
That morning he was smiling like a person who was winning a bank lottery. Even if you only get an umbrella. How they had to move into the room due to a television that went out on its own.
Oh, not because of the mystical.
But, because .. television remote squashed his back. It may happen to be a depressed on/off button. Oh my god. His mind is shaming.
He sipped a nearly cold capuccino. Though just escorted by the waiter to the garden chair in front of the villa. The cold air of the mountains is able to cool anything around it.
Wearing a red sweater, in fact, is still able to penetrate it. He rubbed his palms. Expel the cold that is so piercing.
The man was still wrapped in a blanket. After 2 rounds this morning they repeat once again. Without intermezo for sure. And of course, seek warmth in the midst of a biting cold.
He shook his head. Sillier.
The sunlight began to crawl up. At least there was warmth. He stood up when he saw a woman parading ayu pushing a baby stroller approached him.
Then throw a smile.
“Mbak Kasih,” said. “How are you?”
“Hai .. good news,” welcome friendly. They shook hands and then chapped.
“How are you doing, Rei?”
“By the way .. Congratulations on your marriage. Sorry I don't know. If you know for sure we came.” Imbuh Kasih's.
“Ihhh .. funnyuuu really,” he stared at 2 twins who were sleeping in a stroller.
“What's wrong, Ma'am. Our wedding is not crowded.” Reciprocity.
They sit across.
“We should apologize, the baby's birth time, even those of us who did not come to visit. So not good ...” He grimaces, embarrassed.
“Ngerti. Just relax ...”
“Mas Danang where?” Ask Kasih.
“Still inside, he said he wanted to maen paragliding with Mas Arik, yes?”
“He said, so.”
“I was-was. This hobby is nyeremin. He said adrenaline was more challenging. Afraid of why,”
He remembered the events of their behavior last night. A new style said.
Then he quickly switched the subject, “Eh, the baby what's his name, Ma'am?” He wanted to pinch her so hot.
“Embul ... gemesin!” Snarled.
“This one is Aryandra,” Kasih pointed at the baby who is wearing light blue clothes, “if this one is Aryasetya,” pointed at the baby who is wearing white clothes.
“Betul, don't want to come?” Ask Danang to him.
He shook.
“Serem.” The drill.
“Kan, same me. Tandem,” said the man.
Tandem, alone. He could not imagine flying high. His heart may have been broken. Or at least pee standing up.
He shook his head again.
“Mas Danang be careful, yes ...," the message. He did not want anything bad to happen to that man.
After all the equipment and safety, Danang rubbed his head and then peeked the top of his head.
"Wait for me" Danang said.
The man was ready to fly at the direction of the coach.
In her heart she prayed for the safety of her husband. While Rendra capture the moments of their togetherness with his camera.
Danang had flown high and was getting away. It only looked like a small dot in the sky that was brightly colored that afternoon. He felt his mobile phone vibrating, tucked away in his sling bag.
“Ya,”.
Instantly his forehead creased.
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