Marrying Sergeant Major
~ 77 ~
Not less than five minutes, Bima mas has returned with Lala in his carrier.
As soon as I entered, I saw that his forehead seemed to wince when he found me laying down on the edge of the bed, and the twitching of his forehead was certain that a man with a proportional body was objected to, because earlier Bima said that I should sleep in the middle.
"Why is it there?" tanya mas Bima flat, still holding Lala.
"Let Lala in the middle, she also misses the same mas, will be happy later, when I wake up there is a father next to her"
"But you miss me too, Bi"
"Well, we're still one bed"
"No way, Lala's on your side in the middle"
"Lala falls down"
"Later on the couch cushion below" Sergeah mas Bima did not accept. "It usually does, doesn't fall, does it?"
"By the middle"
"Swipe to the middle!"
"No way"
"Huuf"
I heard Bima's breath being a little heavy. Defeated, he finally no longer protested with my decision.
Walking around the bed, his attitude even shook me. She threw her daughter on the edge, then stepped towards the sofa to pick up a pillow.
"Well, what's on the edge?"
The man did not respond to me, he was busy arranging pillows on the floor just in case Lala fell, then the pillow would hit him so as not to hurt too much.
"Later to fall I will not take responsibility" I grumbled.
"His father will not fall"
Choosing silence while paying attention to Bima mas, he poured himself in the middle with his leisure.
My forehead shriveled many times as Bima tilted her face toward me, saying.
"That's better, isn't it?" This flat man then raises both eyebrows. "Left hug you, right hug Lala"
"Kok gi_"
"My decision is absolute, cannot be challenged" he cut as if impeccably. "From your time wasted protesting, mending sweet powder, okay!" Add it this time while wrapping my hands over my stomach and then pull my body to get close to him.
"If we are both lucky, Bi. We can hug, can't we?"
My head slightly looked up "Don't forget Lala's being watched"
"You take it easy" said the next who then kissed my forehead briefly.
I shuffled, tightening the circle of my hands on her waist. In this kind of position, I could freely inhale the fragrance of her soothing body.
"Hand don't be nosy, mas"
He chuckles softly. "Sorry!" He said, stopping the wild movement behind my back.
So which other favors do I deny? Everything I've been through, not only teaches me to be patient and sincere, but also reminds me to always be grateful for the pleasure.
Until the passing minutes, I heard regular snoring from Bima mas. That means my man has been eaten by the cradle of his beautiful dreams. I who have not been able to close my eyes because it had been able to fall asleep, look at the face of Bima mas which is covered with fine feathers.
My priest remains handsome despite something growing in the upper area of his mouth and chin.
Tomorrow morning, I believe this thin hair has disappeared, he is most concerned if he has to keep a mustache, sideburns or beard.
Satisfied looking at his face, slowly my eyes began to weigh, and slowly my consciousness disappeared somewhere.
Until the time rolled, faintly I heard the voice of the dawn Adhan.
With my eyes still narrowed, I tried to gather the scattered debris of my consciousness.
It took me about five minutes to realize my current sleeping position. Bima and I who previously slept in a hugging position, when I opened my eyes fully, knew that he had switched to hug his daughter by turning his back to me.
I smiled at how this man hugged the princess in his sleep. Lala must have pranced with joy when she woke up her father had come home.
Slowly, I tried to wake up Bima mas to perform congregational dawn prayers. Actually I don't want to bother him, but as a Muslim I don't want to wake him up.
"The dawn prayer first mas, later can sleep again"
The man squirmed slowly.
"What time is it?" Ask raucous.
"Half five less ten minutes"
"You wake me up to pray, do you play games" he said, suddenly facing me and hugging me.
"Sholat then"
"Related?" He held my body that was about to get up to sit down.
"Yes"
"Okay, we pray now"
The next second we both stepped into the bathroom.
After a while passed, after the prayer mas Bima took my hand out of the room.
"Where are you going?" many wonder.
"Upper room"
"Why what?"
"Don't be your innocent ass"
"Remain in the dark?"
"To the kitchen first yes, thirsty" I said shifting the topic.
Mas Bima who walked one step in front of me directed her feet towards the dining room.
I poured two glasses of water, one for me, the other for Bima.
"Have you?" The water in his glass had already been consumed with one gulp. "We're done missing you in your room"
"But Lala?"
My voice along with Bima's knowing mas stood in front of me. Flanking my body between the dining table and his body.
"He's still asleep, it's only five o'clock, the wake must be a long time. While not yet awake, we're hot bobo for a while, complete your many kangen that"
"Ish" I hissed while smiling to hear Bima talking like Lala.
Suddenly, Bima took over the glass in my right hand and placed it on the table.
He then cupped my face and looked at her fully.
"Look! Your face looks sad because it holds back longing"
"Don't accuse me, you're kangen too, right?"
Instead of answering, he lowered his head and put his lips on mine.
My hands are reflexively raised holding both of his wrists.
Drifting in the kiss that I feel more and more deep, and the hand of Bima mas increasingly intensely touch my skin behind the pajamas I wear, my ears suddenly caught the sound of the door friction connecting the kitchen with a special room for washing and drying clothes.
"Geez!"
Nining's voice made me and Bima's mas forced to remove each other's pagutan.
"N-nining!"
"Sorry mom, I guess no one" awkwardly Nining walked past me and bima mas. My eyeballs continued to scan her body until the woman came out of the kitchen area that was fused with the dining room.
"He's here?" mas Bima knitted both eyebrows after it had been touched.
"It was myself who asked him to accompany me and Lala"
"You're not talking about Nining"
"I think I already know"
"But what's this early in the morning to the dumping ground?"
"Dry clothes maybe" my original Sahut.
"I wait in the upper room, your room" Mas Bima immediately stepped up after saying that.
****
My smile never subsided after being satisfied to vent our longing, even until I finished bathing and cooking breakfast.
My smile just widened when I stepped into the room, I heard the babbling and carefree cries of children and fathers who were joking on the bed.
When I was in the room, the two of them immediately focused on me.
"Yet"
"Good morning" I smiled, walking towards the window to open the curtains.
"So Lala powdered in dad's arms!"
"Oh yeah?" I glanced over while tying the rope to the curtains. Lala's hair still looks messy, but her father's face looks more and more clear.
"Yes, just as Lala opened her eyes, dad again brushed while hugging Lala"
"Happy not in dad's arms?" many approached him.
"Happy dong"
"Happy much?"
"Many many, many, mama" Merry Lala complete with a smile develops.
"Bring yuk first!"
"But still miss daddy"
"But it's noon, Lala has to go to school, right?" bima interjected and sat Lala on her stomach. While I sat on the edge of the bed.
"The bath is quick ya bun"
"Kok hurry, not clean later"
"Later you'll go"
"Here take a shower first" Sambar mas Bima. "Dad ain't going nowhere"
"Promise yes, wait for Lala to take a shower"
"Hmm, do you want to take a bath with dad?"
"No way" Lala refused, I immediately lifted her body for me to carry and kissed her cheek with a fat.
"The clean bath is the same mother, later on between fathers to school" said mas Bima who was immediately asserted by Lala.
For me this morning is perfect, moreover there will be a little angel who will soon be present to fill our days.
Seriate