Married to Brondong
Made drunk for a contract

He released the link in the fingers, then stared expectantly. I nodded slowly. Then immediately open the prayer cloth.

My hair was draped to my back, Aryo was amazed to see my face without a lid.

“It turns out my wife doesn't change angel, very beautiful, Yes, God! Good thing she always covered her aura, so only me and the closest ones could see the beauty of your creation!”

“Gosah lebay that, deh ...!”

“Abeng, he said he wanted to call it!”

“Yes, I forgot!”

“Iha, thank you, Allah. Slowly the ice is liquid too!”

“E Iceman. Pake liquid-liquid everything?”

I immediately stood up, then placed the prayer cloth on the back of the dressing chair. Aryo, immediately reach for the Quran. Routines that I have rarely done, but not with Aryo.

He always taught, after prayer. One thing that makes the admiration increase.

I immediately went out of the room and left the door open. In the kitchen, I made breakfast. As I approached her she stared at the end of my hair that was hauled randomly.

“You didn't shower? It's morning, Da!”

“Let's go, Ma! Aida today off.”

“Not it!” Mom's face turned tense.

“Terus?”

“You were last night, ga work?”

“Ga, time, Mama! It will be a day of violence. It's now mid-month, so there's nothing to report.”

“You're menstruating?”

I'm shaking.

“Keep, last night didn't work with Aryo?”

“He works alone, he says make content.”

Whether I am less caught because it is still reflected in Aryo's soft kiss, either mama who is not right to ask.

“Mama means not that!” Mama widens her eyes.

“Then what, dong, Ma?”

“Two containers, mating.” Mom looked at me.

“But.”

“Kok, not yet?”

“Aida is still gerogi. Distress, Ma! New people know cook directly play ball.”

Mama breathed a disappointed breath.

“Padahan mama wants to quickly carry grandchildren!”

Jesus, omaigat!

Mama segitunya's. Patience first, napa?

“Mama make what?” I asked and approached the frying pan that was being struck on the stove.

“White pulp.” With her face still disappointed, Mama stirred the porridge from white rice mixed with coconut milk.

“You can't catch Aryo yet?”

“Ngga! Aida already ngizinin she sleeps in bed.”

“Ya, already! Hopefully tonight you can complement each other and feel the pleasure of heaven world.”

“Still in the morning, Mama! Gosah, vulgar talk, deh!” I'm sighing. Imagine doing a husband and wife relationship with Aryo only I shudder. Especially if you do it later. I don't know what it's like.

“What do you do to the kitchen early in the morning?”

“Aryo request coffee.”

“Ya, already! Let mama make it.”

Iha, Aryo's wife, what am I, anyway?

It's a shame the same old one.

After the cup of hot coffee was made, I was told to put it on the family room table.

“He drinks in a room, Ma!”

“Don't let him have a drink with papa. Here, please bring papa tea, yes!”

I nodded slowly. Then turn right to put the husband's drink in the middle room.

“The coffee is ready, it's in the family room. You drink with papa. All pedekate,” I said as I walked towards the dressing glass.

He took a slow look, I saw his reflection from the wide mirror in front of me.

When wearing sarongs and peci like now, Aryo looks more mature. Only her face still looked so cute. Compared to my face, pretty, brother and sister's cake. Am I a baby face? Huaoo!

Immediately I combed the hair that was in the bun, then shook my head, because it felt stiff.

“Aryo!” Almost my screams echoed. His hands were already curled back in his stomach. His breath felt warm at the nape.

“Still, yes, Ay! But, I currently do not want coffee drunk, but pinned.”

Holy hooch!

This kid always makes my soul melt.

Enjoy, Aida! Get used to it, if there are people who already have your body. I closed my eyes, letting Aryo kiss my nape.

“Kok, smell of sweat, yes?” whisper behind the ear.

I immediately let go of his hand.

“Yes, that! I'm a bath bell!”

“Tak, what! Although not yet a shower remains fierce!”

He immediately dodged, as my eyes dodged like a pimpong ball.

“Mba, someone fell it!”

He pointed to the floor. I immediately looked down.

You know what he did after that, stole my cheek and ran straight outside.

#DYNIKAHIBOCAHTENGILL #Part5 #DBT5

“Yo, today you come to the office!”

Papa spoke after chewing half a jar of cassava chips.

Maybe he was happy, so forget that actually rarely eat chips made by mama. But, when accompanied by his only son-in-law, papa's taste so many times than usual.

Aryo is like a calf in a cage. Head nodding.

“But, Aryo's diploma doesn't exist yet, Pa!”

Bener it. Pan he just saw the announcement doang.

“Ga, need! The diploma is only for the administration that states you've been to school. The important thing is to learn from seniors. Accept criticism and advice. Papa is sure, you can be a substitute for papa later.”

Almost the cassava crackers that I chewed out the mouth. Papa is so! Cook yes, Aryo?

Lha, me?

“Why not Mba Aida only, Pa?” The most polite question I asked.

“Aida doesn't want to work in her own company. Proof he works at another company. Maybe because papa is too hard in the office.”

I coughed, tumben papa unconscious?

Even now, my mom is in a cold war with me. But, his name is old man. Despite his anger to the crown, their affection will not be extinct. I don't know, later if I ask for a divorce from Aryo who has stolen the attention of both.

“But, Aryo already has income in the media, Pa! Insha Allah is sufficient for the cost of living both of us.”

“Papa know, but until when can you survive there? One moment, that popularity will fade, especially if your fans know, if you are married now. Usually the fans will run away. Looking for a new face, which sometimes ngaku bachelors, but already have a wife of three.”

Papa shoot straight!

Aryo was stunned to hear her in-laws. I thought, what my father said has a point.

Just now, Aryo had muttered to himself when he saw the canal and the issue about it.

Good thing he just got married, before the exam? Couldn't get him a High School diploma.

“Later, after getting a diploma, you have to go to college! Let there be more and more grip.” Papa assured.

Silently greeting, Aryo seemed to be worried. Many times he looked at me who pretended not to care. I agree with papa's advice. At least he can work in the right place.

That is, with the work so YouTuber it is not true, anyway! Sometimes, people who struggle in the media world, famous, many fans, can not control themselves. Moreover, I am older than him.

However, I hope. Aryo won't be tempted by any woman out there. Because, from this morning, I have been determined to try to accept the underage man.

“How, Mba?” Aryo asked for an opinion.

“Kok, call still, Mba?” Papa looked at us in turn.

Aryo panted, I lowered my head.

“Please call dear, dong!” Papa squinted.

Ow hell!

“Eh, still not used to it, Pa!” Aryo becomes a shield.

“Then, you get ready first. After breakfast. We leave together, papa wants to introduce you in the office to all employees.”

If papa introduces Aryo, surely the association will be hindered. You may not have any friends and it is hard to learn. Because, employees sometimes hesitate to talk to family superiors. Though with close to all employees it is more knowledge.

“Pa, if according to Aida, anyway! But, this is if Aryo, uh, Abeng agrees. Ga, please introduce as papa's son-in-law first. Afraid later the association he hampered, especially at this time, age .. sorry, not Aida's intention ..”

Duh! All wrong!

Later said he was small, I got a lecture again.

But that's the truth. If Aryo was immediately appointed as a division, or something that has a strategic position. Aryo will definitely be scorned and insinuated. Because he has no knowledge in that field. I took a breath, confused as to what to continue.

Aryo seemed to hear my heart, and he finally said the same thing. All for the good of him in the office. He chose to be his assistant, that is. In order to gain knowledge.

“If you work. What about your content?” Didn't he have to make a video or anything to post.

If you miss it once, you can run it's a fan.

“Most, Mba! Arrangeable. But, I want Mba to come with me. Let there be such power when stepping.”

Papa's laughter broke when he heard his daughter-in-law's chattering. I'm picking.

“Okay! Papa wait another hour. You guys get ready!”

**

“Mba! I don't have a tie, I don't have a shirt. How to buy?” Aryo suddenly demoed in the room.

“Wear shirt wear krah aja! Ada, right?”

He shook his head slowly.

“We buy at a boutique near here, via online only!” I gave a suggestion.

“Ga, huh, Mba! Wear ordinary clothes first. So ofice boy also ga what.”

Duh! Gua lugu beud's husband!

Cook yes, the guy who's gonna fuck the boss's kid, so OB. I'm dong, who doesn't accept.

I approached, wanting to caress her arm to give her moral strength. But, I'm sad. Cook this morning don't want to be kissed now dare to touch. My palms are growing, buds are back.

“Yo! Uh, Beng! I don't want you to be OB.” It's really sincere, you know!

Like I was talking to my own sister. His face that had turned frozen made his heart pity. His smile was gone, his laughter was gone. I, really, feel something lacking when looking at him.

“Indeed why be an OB? It is halal, Mba! Usually children finish High School will be given such work. Isn't our mind the same, if later introduced as a daughter-in-law by papa, I have no friends. Mba, would you like to accompany me to the office every day? Uh, but, I do, I really want Mba at home. Let me work for our living expenses. Because I don't want Mba tired.”

Again a narrative of deathly seduction came out of his thin lips. Also accompanied by a sad eye.

Duh! In this case, I could change my mind. You see, every time he stared in that way, my chest went up and down holding back the feeling that I didn't know what this was called.

“I think about it later, yeah! Now, I'll accompany you to the office, Papa. But, your ears should be thick, when with him. Papa is very dyspilin. If the work must be good, it must be completed immediately. Can't ask for nas!” I spoke while looking into his eyes.

Aryo seemed to understand.

Then he grabbed my wrist.

“Mba, let me kiss his fingers, yes?”

I don't argue like this morning. I let Aryo kiss the back of my hand, then put my palm to her cheek.

Now, we're very close. Even his breath hit my face. I could clearly make out his handsome face.

“Mba, power transfer, dong!”

I scrunched my eyebrows. Can power be transferred? She thought I was Wonder Women a time, yeah!

“I don't understand,” I replied plain. The language of children today is difficult to understand.

“Give me one hug. Let me live this day with full happiness. Because, the prayer and ridho of the wife, will make my affairs easier.” He closed his eyes, then took a deep breath.

She should've hugged me, she was her husband.

“Ga behind it?”

“If I'm the one who snuggles, Mba! Later even ask for more. So, Mba aja!”

I want the kutoyor to be the head too, son!

Does he still not understand, if my face shrinks the sign is still uncomfortable.

I shook my head, the sign wasn't ready. While taking a breath, Aryo took my hand off her cheek. Then embrace my body.

“Mba, his breath is going up and down? Don't-don't, Mba already loves me,” whispered.

I thrashed, but she was hugging my body even tighter.

“Mba, energy transfer again, yes?”

“Means?”

“Mba secure his eyes, just a minute!”

For some reason, right now I seem to be amazed by the sentence. I obeyed and immediately brushed.

Back, my lips feel pinched. But longer and harder. My chest rumbled, my breath gnawing.

“Later tonight, another transfer, yes, Mba! So that I get more excited and passionate when I go to work. Because a wife, must be a stick, when her husband is fragile.”

My face is hot right now. It must have been like boiled shrimp, or cooked tomatoes.

I rubbed the lips that Aryo had just pinched with her thin lips.

“Ga imprint, Kok! Kan kissed her with feeling and full of tenderness. Thanks, yes, Mba! My spirit is getting stronger now. Either tomorrow morning!”

Wrong behavior, confusion, hiccups, anxiety and everything united into a sense of uncertainty. Until cold sweat flooded the palms. Why do I suddenly want Aryo to repeat it back this time?

But I'm ashamed to say it..

“Big papa office also yes, Mba!” Aryo was amazed as we got out of the car.

The building that stood on an area of one and a half hectares was standing majestically. Around the parking lot and front yard, planted with fan fir trees. There are also shrimp spruce and wax spruce on the side.

Rug grass to be icon go green papa office. Because, he is very caring for nature preservation.