My boyfriend Mata Duitan

My boyfriend Mata Duitan
Basic Not Waras!


Raksa waited for Kalin.


'Where are the boys? why not go upstairs?' Raksa yabg daritadi leaned his back on the pillow, he half sat down.


His eyes were tired, but somehow, he felt that he could not sleep before Kalin returned to the room.


"Does he still talk to my mom downstairs?" Raksa tapped his chin with a finger. He saw the clock showing at 11 p.m.


And that means he's been waiting for 3 hours in uncertainty.


While Kalin, whose heart ached like a thorn, chose to sleep in the guest room and gave up his room full of warmth for Raksa.


I don't know, the love that has just grown now must wither because of her attitude and harsh reality. Her husband turned out to have a secret relationship with the ex, they even dared to meet at Raksa's own house. What a shame, Kalin thought.


He hugged his pillow, with tears flowing. It took a long time for him to finally fall asleep.


While Raksa went down, saw some lights had been extinguished. The atmosphere is quiet and there is no human activity.


"Where's the leak?"


The sudden feeling of Mercury was not calm. He felt that there was something ordinary. His heart was empty when he did not squirm Kalin even though he was in his own wife's house.


Raksa with labgkah slowly down the living room and the living room. There was no one, he went to the kitchen and there was no one.


"Is he in that room?" muttered Raksa who was slowly moving in front of a black door.


He opened it slowly.


And it turns out to be true, there's Kalin. The atmosphere was dark, but Raksa could see that there was a figure who was hugging his bolster pillow.


"From everywhere, it turns out he's here," he murmured softly.


Slowly the Raksa closed the door, he walked closer to Kalin.


Ctekk!


He turned on the sleeping lamp that was placed on the nightstand.


Raksa wiped the tear marks on Kalin's nasal bone.


"What dream are you, Cil? what is gini?" ask Raksa.


The man climbed onto the bed, sniffing on the same blanket as Kalin. He turned his woman's body around and held her until she fell asleep.


Kalin feels that the current roll can move, warm and also comfortable. But on the one hand, it can make his heart pound.


One knock on the door made him wake up.


"Emmmh, yaaaaa!" it's coming from inside.


"It's morning, honey?!" exclaim mother from behind the door.


"Yes, Buuuun!"


Kalin's eyes opened slowly, and a moment after his consciousness had gathered his eyes widened.


"Aargh!!" but the scream was immediately silenced by the hands of Raksa.


"Don't yell, my ears are pengengeng!" whisky Raksa.


"And you'll think I'm doing lo!" said Raksa.


"What the hell are you doing here?!" Kalin was upset, because as soon as he woke up he saw the face of the cuckooist.


"Well?"


"Gue did not say anything," said Raksa who looked at the hand of Kalin who hugged him like he was hugging a roll with his leg above the thigh of Raksa.


Kalin immediately let go of his hands and feet, which happily embraced her husband.


"Akhich!" Kalin held his own head.


"I'm a victim!" said Raksa who crossed his arms on his chest.


"Curtain! I'm not doing anything?!" Kalin looked at Raksa full of hatred.


"Why? after you feel good about me, continue to feel that this is all my fault? ck, ck, Kalin turns--"


"What's real, huh? Basic sarap?!" Kalin woke up soon he took his hape.


But after he held the handle, Raksa also prevented it.


"It!" Raksa pointed at his bulging pants.


"Not so sane?!!" Kalin shook his head and came out of the room with a pillow face and only wore long pajamas.


Raksa tried to tame his eel, "Kasian! the bakil don't want responsibility! sleep again sono!" he said that then chased after Kalin who had come out first.


"Kok wash your face here? where did you sleep, honey?" ask mother.


"In the guest room!" sahut Kalin brief.


"Why?"


"It's less cold! I think it should be serviced to the ac!" answer Kalin ngasal.


"Well, isn't it cold? new feelings yesterday-yesterday cleared up,"


Kalin took and poured milk into his glass, and Raksa accidentally passed.


"Morning, Bun!" said Raksa.


"Eh, are you awake? you guys sleep under all, huh?" ask mother.


"Yes, Bun..."


"Kalin, I'm up first!" said Raksa, while the one dipamitin diem just pretended not horrified.


"Kaliens..." Mother calls with her glance.


"Yes, I'll come upstairs!" kalin.


He smiled and went up to the second floor. She felt that the morning was very bright, because Kalin hugged her very tightly and was full of passion. Although it was unconscious, but Raksa was quite happy.


He took his hand and went to the bathroom. While Kalin was still drinking his milk, he deliberately slowed down.


"Said to leave at 11 pm, now you take a shower and breakfast," said the mother.


"Yes, Buuuun!" said Kalin who raised a glass in the sink.


"Just leave, let the Sinah mbok wash,"


Kalin even with a shunt step, went up to his room.


And he opened the handle slowly. He looked all over his room.


"No one?! maybe in the bathroom?" kalin Mummam.


He immediately picked up a towel and clothes. Intend to take a shower in the bathroom below.


"Bodo is so important, I don't see his face!" kalin Mummam.


Just turning around in front of him was a Raksa who asked by only wearing a towel on his waist.


"who's face?" asked Raksa with the water dripping from her hair Tang was still wet.


"Aaaaa--" The Raksa silenced Kalin's mouth again and because of that quick movement something sagged down.


"Ohhhhhhhrggg!!!" Kalin screamed this time.


"Did? Kalin?! lo's voice, huh aampuun?!" Raksa shook his head.


At this time Kalin brushed, he knew what had fallen.


"Don't yell if you don't want us to be sandwiched between father and mother!" Raksa.


This new monster realized something was semriwing, he looked down.


"My mother?!" Raksa reflexively took off Kalin and grabbed his fallen towel.


"Gue's still wearing pants, Cil! see if you don't believe it!" said Raksa who now dries his body with a towel.


Kalin who had originally brushed away was instantly literate, "Yes amuuuunn!!!"


Her eyes widened when she saw her husband who she said was still wearing pants. Yes pants but tight pants and show something that makes Kalin curse.


"Basic is not sane!" he said as he passed to the bathroom.


"Not sane? who is not sane? am I really still wearing pants? what's wrong?" muttered Raksa yabg is now casually wearing clothes.


While Kalin held back the rumbling anger in his chest. He immediately soaked his head with water from the shower, at least with that he could cool his head which almost lost his mind because of facing super sucks.