My ex-Ipar Candidate
So Mean (He)
"May the sun bear is not finished" Radha said.
He pushed the door so slowly, hoping that Gian would not be aware of his presence. Rice a plate full of side dishes that mount it he carried carefully, afraid that the treasure would spill later.
"Oh, long time also he took a bath, is it possible because the fur is a lot huh? Eh the feeling is not also sii," he said when he heard the rustling of water is still so swift, indeed sometimes the man spent quite a long time in the bathroom.
Radha bit her lip, closed the door again as slowly and stepped towards the sofa in the corner of the room. Where Gian used to read magazines and also check work now he has a function to be a temporary restaurant.
"Well, it must be endoul ni food, ays because of fighting the Nyai I laper again right."
He began to enjoy his food, after a moment to take time to pray even in the heart. Radha with an even greater appetite than her body eagerly wanted to finish her meal immediately.
"What I'm saying is, this euum tastes better than stepmom's cooking" he said again while shaking his shoulders because it was too good and so fitting with his tongue.
He heard no more water, and Radha was still unaware of it. The presence of Gian who only wore a towel on his hips to his knees was not he realized.
Gian's face could not be conditioned, his steps even stopped when capturing the scenery in front of him. The portion of food that Radha now faced even exceeded his portion, obviously he was astonished by the small creature.
"Zura?"
Gian looked at him questioningly, the woman raised her face and looked back at Gian with her mouth full. Dinner was indeed felt less, plus the perfection of the taste of the food was so suitable on his tongue.
"Hm? Why, Brother?"
"You're gonna eat that yourself?"
Radha nodded, the astonished Gian still standing as he pointed at Radha's mountainous dinner. His hair was even still disheveled, and now Gian chose to sit not far from Radha.
"Only?"
Still do not believe, because the portion is not so reasonable. What may be that he is less full, because what Gian remembers, Radha spent her dinner.
"Well, will you too?"
"Hm, no, thank you .. You just spend it yourself."
Gian shook his head quickly as Radha was about to lift the spoon in front of him. Even a single grain of rice was no longer able to enter his stomach. Radha might have eaten that much.
"Why are you eating in the room, honey?"
"Ehm, in the dark dining room, I was afraid of eeenggh and also I thought of Brother," Radha said, looking for the most appropriate answer. This time he was deliberately dishonest, because it was impossible to give the real answer.
"Oh, so?"
"He-em, are you sure you don't want to? Try it first, it's the best after-cooked meal, Papa ...." With his mouth full, he so eagerly told what he felt.
"Aarrrghh, don't eat while talking, Zura."
Radha rolled her eyes lazily, was not it Gian who asked a lot, he thought. But because this food is already delicious, Radha will not talk much anymore.
Radha eats comfortably without interruption, as Gian chooses to wait for her while lying in bed. The man looked up at the sky, occasionally his eyes fixed on the wife who was enjoying her food so voraciously.
"Why is he that funny, Lord."
Gian pulled the corner of his lips when Radha was surprised because of his own compound. Foolish, his behavior exceeds that of a toddler, Gian thought slowly.
He wants to return the dirty dishes to the kitchen, but Gian forbids Radha to leave the room. He simply ordered his wife to brush her teeth and wash her feet.
"There will be ants, Brother," said Radha hesitantly staring at the dirty dishes in front of him. However, Gian's arm made the woman have to comply.
"Ck, let Mba clean up, honey."
Yaya, that was how it ended up. Gian summed up everything with such a principle. A sweet smile and a look of her servant awaited the presence of his wife.
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Impatiently waiting for the Wife, Gian sparkled as soon as Radha got into bed. His face looks fresh, and his smile makes Gian melt who had been waiting for him.
Radha was shocked when Gian pulled his wrist. He had moved normally but Gian was impatient, within seconds the woman was in his arms.
"Ehm, the smell of fish" Gian said after stealing a kiss on his wife's lips.
"Ish, I've brushed my teeth, brother."
Radha did not accept, spontaneously she hit her husband's chest quite strong. Even he brushed his teeth not only once, why Gian still said he smelled fishy, he thought.
"Hahaha, kidding, you're ferocious when you're angry."
Gian laughed discordantly, although indeed the blow of the Wife was strong enough to even make him grimace for a moment. Radha's scowling face was too anxious, so the man made Radha shout suddenly.
"Aarrrrgggghhhh!! Brother, fingers!! Haaaa ... Release."
Whether because it was too anxious or indeed Gian who was not sane, he bit Radha's fingers. It was slowly getting stronger and stronger that made his wife really feel pain.
"Oh my God, Ra, sick huh?"
Gian regained his senses and removed his fingers, checking whether his finger was injured or not. Indeed he did not realize if it would be that strong, the shape of his pointy teeth is perfectly drawn in Radha's fingers.
"Just ask, try Brother I bite ...."
In order to retaliate, Radha forcibly pulled the palm of her husband's hand. But because Gian was afraid his wife would make his fingers break, he tried to survive until there was a small wrestling because Radha was upset not playing.
"Back, quick, brother!! Just give me your finger for a minute ...."
"Don't complain too much, just go after it if you can."
Instantly his bed changed, as if it was not worth calling a place to rest. Radha is still trying to chase Gian, running around the bed with bolsters as her weapon.
"Huft, I'm tired, brother."
Radha gave up, her body felt sultry and her body sweat started to get wet with sweat. Pursuing Gian was not that easy, and Gian deliberately toyed with his wife until the woman looked tired.
In fact, Gian was the one who made his wife delay sleep, after previously he ordered Radha to sleep quickly on the grounds that tomorrow will be school, now he actually makes his wife tired.
The night is getting late, but drowsiness has not yet approached. Gian picked up a pillow and all the dolls that Radha knew where to come from. What is clear, the king-size bed felt full of the presence of dolls of various shapes.
"Ra, are you sleepy?"
"Hm? Not yet, but I'm hot, brother."
"Here take off his shirt," said Gian nosilnya want to unbutton his shirt.
"Well, what do you want?" Radha brushed aside Gian's nosy hand that had now been on top of his body.
"You're hot, Brother only intends to help."
His smile was etched thinly, wiping the sweat on Radha's forehead so gently after Radha brushed her hand away. He was just kidding, Radha stared at the beautiful bead. A little looked up as Gian took a slightly different sleeping position from his wife.
Over the past few nights, Radha has been more comfortable sleeping on her husband's arm than on his pillow. His little hands began to dare to circle in Gian's body, getting closer and sticking his face on Gian's field chest.
"Why do you always sleep like this?"
"Silent brother," he answered honestly, indeed that was the reason Radha. Sleeping sideways and hugging Gian's body seemed to make it more comfortable.
"But Big Brother can't see your face" lamented Gian who was dissatisfied because Radha always hid her beautiful face.
"Well, when does sleep open your eyes."
"Awww, your hands are so brave, my God." The pinch was hot, very small and made his stomach ache.
There was no answer from the wife, pretending to be asleep or indeed she was sleepy. Gian just smiled meaningfully looking at the ceiling of the room, stroking Radha's beautiful hair full of tenderness until later he fell asleep by himself.
......... Connecting️