Loved Brondong
To my house

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The main desire of every woman is to be happy with a man who is very loved. Even more so when he knew that the man would marry her and give her a new life. Yasmin is one of the women who have failed in the household. He did not want to experience that failure again. He promised to keep what he got now. Moreover, he knew very well the man in front of him loved himself very much, and vice versa.

His life plan for himself after the divorce, now changed to a hundred and eighty degrees different. Although her wedding this time was something very unexpected, unplanned, without her expecting. Yasmin believes this is the best decision. Even in the deepest corner of his heart, the fear of failure was still there.

One of the reasons Yasmin felt such fear was, when she realized the huge age difference with Eza. Yasmin had thought, it never crossed also if one day Eza will turn away. Given her age, Eza is still very young. The man could have been attracted to another woman, who was much younger than him. More beautiful, attractive. Yasmin thought about the next ten years, could it happen?

His heart rate roared when he remembered this. Until now it was clear on his face, that he had just remembered it. Feeling the warmth of Eza's grasp will move into the hands of another woman.

"Alley."

Eza's call was not written Yasmin, he was still in his mind. Eza called out to him once more.

"Senja, why are you pensive?" This time Eza pressed Yasmin's hand to resuscitate her.

Yasmin gasped sensed, she stored back the nearly dripping tears, once again. "Emm?"

"Why are you, honey. Don't tell me you're keeping another secret from me."

"Nothing, Sky. I just thought of something."

"Until you're pensive and don't hear me?"

Yasmin smiled faintly. "Sorry, I …."

"What's wrong? Try the story."

However, after Eza's question. Yasmin yawned shutting her mouth with one hand. The woman had tried to endure the sleepiness from earlier. Refrain from yawning in front of Eza. He also wanted the matter with Eza to be quickly resolved. But after they talked about this and his heart felt relieved. Yasmin was again overcome by drowsiness. Eza glanced at his watch, it was past one in the morning.

"Right, it's been very night. We better get home. We can talk about it tomorrow." Eza made a decision.

Yasmin did not immediately agree with Eza's idea. She still wants to linger with her future husband. For some reason, after seeing Eza's face he felt like he didn't want to part. A warm stream suddenly felt all over his body.

"Why silence? You don't want a mulan?"

Yasmin's light headband. With the glare of his eyes that he did not want to part. Though the eyes were already very red, hoping to soon be closed.

Seeing the look on Yasmin's face spoiled for attention, Eza smiled broadly. "My gun .. My dear .. It's night, you have to rest, me too. Tomorrow you have to work, I also have to go to college." Eza tried to persuade.

"But .. I still want to be near you." Yasmin swung her lips, and made Eza even more anxious and chuckled at it.

"The cafe's closing, too. Look at it ready. We're both here." Eza pointed around the cafe, indeed they were the only visitors left. The cafe will be closed at two o'clock.

Yasmin looked around. "Yes, we're going home. But to my house," he said, standing up and taking the keys to his motorcycle at the table.

Eza's eyes could not believe Yasmin's invitation to him. This hour, at Yasmin's? That woman wasn't kidding, was she? Yasmin could have proposed that. Though Eza had refrained himself from hugging Yasmin excessively. Now Yasmin wants them both at home, so her defense can be broken. However, given Yasmin was pregnant, Eza had to stay put.

"Why silence? Come, Sky?" The woman immediately pulled Eza's hand out of the cafe. His girlfriend seemed to follow his will.

"Eh, Dusk. Wait, pay first." Eza held Yasmin's hand and paid for their drinks when they reached the cashier's table.

When he arrived at the parking lot, Eza put on Yasmin's helmet. "Why would you suddenly take me to your house, Dusk. At this hour?"

Eza chuckles small. "Who doesn't want to." Eza pinched Yasmin's nose. "I'm just surprised. I like you spoiled like gini again. After these few days you show your mature attitude."

"Do you like me mature or spoiled?" ask Yasmin later.

"Both I like. Because it feels different. Especially if the adult above …." Eza lowered his voice.

Yasmin looked up as soon as she heard it, she knew the direction Eza was talking about just now. "Just …." Yasmin hits Eza's arm.

"Auu, Dusk?"

"Udah .. So go home?"

"Yes, yes, we're home."

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Actually, there was one thing that made Yasmin invite Eza to come home with her. Besides, there was a lot he had to tell Eza. Recalling the disappointment in Eza's eyes when he found out the news Hilman made. Yasmin felt really guilty. He wanted to make his day more comfortable. Telling her all about herself, there will be nothing to hide anymore. Especially about the disease that made him lose his mother figure.

The night is very late. The area where Yasmin lived really looked quiet. The location of the house is almost at the end of the road, there are almost no vehicles passing. After storing their motorbike in the trunk, Yasmin dragged Eza in through the door in the trunk.

Eza chuckled at Yasmin like she was in a hurry. I can't wait to do something. What is Eza thinking, what does Yasmin want to do now?

"Senja, slow down dong .. You why pull me anyway? Very rushed." Eza approached and embraced his lover's waist. "You want that, huh?" Whisper Eza later.

Yasmin stopped her steps, glaring at Eza who was looking meaningfully at her. "That's what, Sky?" He pretended not to understand, although Yasmin actually knew, but that was not the purpose of inviting Eza to come.

"That's ... Hem Hem?" Eza raised his eyebrows. Again Yasmin hit his arm, this time harder, to make Eza complain quite hard.

"Don't fuck you. You think I asked you to come just for that?" Suddenly Yasmin's spoiled aura disappeared. Eza so difficult to guess the mind of this pregnant woman.

"Yes, yes sorry. What are you doing here?" ask Eza later. A bit of guilt has changed the mood of the woman to be broken.

Yasmin snorted, she walked back and left Eza. The man followed his wide steps. Seemed to be annoyed with Eza's mind making up. What a woman she is, who asks for such a thing blatantly.

"Monday, wait. Don't hurry, you'll stumble." Eza again equalized their steps.

When he reached the kitchen, Yasmin stopped, making Eza stop. Yasmin took one step back and pushed Eza inside. The man's body was forced with an astonished face. Until he got to the stove, Yasmin stopped.

"Forges?" ask Eza to turn around.

"Masakin fried rice," said the woman back spoiled. His expression suddenly changed, his eyes begging to look Eza in the eyes.

Eza was silent for a moment, confused for a moment. "You just want me to cook fried rice?" eza's statement got Yasmin's nod. "Gosh, Dusk. You can say, why did I drag me like that?"

"Hehe …." Yasmin is hilarious.

"You hungry?" Yasmin nodded back. "I'm so happy, wait a minute."

With a glowing face Yasmin pulled up the chair at the dining table, then sat down quietly. Eza shook his head and smiled sweetly, then prepared to cook.

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