My ex-Ipar Candidate
Gara - Gara Gian
"Can?"
"Can, Brother .. I can be alone."
He had expected before, this sort of thing would happen. The difficulty of Radha made Gian feel guilty, from then on even the bath never ended. His face flushed not only because of illness, but because Gian did not also come out of the bathroom.
"Ck, if you keep this up longer in the bathroom, Radha."
"I can be alone, my God, the longer it will be if you stay here, okay?"
The debate between the two is still going on, whether how many times their room door was knocked on the mother. Gian doesn't care what anyone out there thinks, because now his wife is more worried.
"Sister, it's already there .. later Mama even come in here!!"
Of course he was worried, because he knew Jelita was the type of person who was always curious and would find out to the end. And now Gian is even reluctant to release the hand from Radha's shoulder with the fear of his wife falling.
"But you're sick, Ra." Gian grimaced, staring fixedly at Radha's increasingly reddened face. Since then he tried to cover his body with the palm of his hand, because Gian has not been able to disarm his clothes.
"Looking, it doesn't hurt anymore, really."
"What yes? Brother check first yes," he said while looking down, he wanted to make sure what was really okay.
"Dam!!! What's it!!!" Surprised, Radha accidentally pulled Gian's hair quite strong.
"Awwww, last ... last, Ra."
"Abis I'm out, yes" bargained Radha trying to make a profit when this opportunity exists.
"Yes-iya ... out."
Gian relented, because until now it will not be over if he continues to maintain his ego. Because now, Radha is really reluctant to touch, especially if he wants to bathe his wife, maybe he can bang his head later, thought Gian.
Radha still confirmed the situation, as Gian's back moved away and disappeared behind the door. He breathed a sigh of relief, though the pain was still there. Wanting to cry, but in order to avoid the creature from re-entering, he chose to hide his pain as much as possible.
Because of Gian, it sucks. Even just stepping is hard, so what about the exercise lesson tomorrow morning? Shouldn't they practice running fast? Die, Radha!! It is your fate, thought Radha in silence under the refreshing water.
"Eh, tomorrow I'm still here" he said, relieved later, his face was not as sweet as a few seconds ago considering Rey had taken care of his permission at school for up to a week.
Although it seems impossible because he is a transfer student but asked for permission during that time, but after slowly studying the profile of the school, Radha can understand why he is so easy to get it.
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"Why, Mama?"
"Why, what time is it and you're not out too?"
"Yes not yet, Ma ... yesterday was also more noon than this."
"As far as you go, which daughter-in-law is Mama?"
"Mandi," replied Gian lazily while rolling both his eyes lazy.
"Man-bath?"
Jelita folded her hands, shook her head slowly and clucked in wonder when she realized Gian's clothes were a little wet. Ruffled hair and body gestures his son can Jelita read.
"Whataa? Why did Mama see me that way?"
"Gian, don't joke about you, what's wrong with him?"
Gian who looks upset actually makes Jelita worry about Radha, what happened to the tiny woman, whether her son hurt Radha, or the rest.
"Geez, should I explain how else, Ma? Radha took a shower, because it's time to take a morning shower, what's wrong?"
Yes, too, Jelita realized there was nothing wrong. Perhaps his thoughts were too bad, to make his son look criminal in his eyes now.
"You're not scolding him, are you?"
"Anged for what, never will, Ma."
"Why is Mama worried, she's not sick, is she, Gian?"
"Sick, little he said .. I'm slow, Ma."
Plaque!!
The slap landed smoothly on the lips of the origin of his son's ceplos. Gian's flirtatious eyes made him sure of what was on his mind,
"www!! Wrong again?"
"You want to die, right? Don't be so hard, Papa knows how you are, Gian."
There is happiness in Jelita's eyes, but considering what Raka said made him worry about how Gian will be in the future. He clasped his son's hand, so proud that his son now accepted Radha completely, and found happiness with the little woman.
"Ck, she's my wife who is entirely mine. I'm an adult, Papa shouldn't interfere with my domestic life."
Gian replied casually, because for him he had grown up and was entitled to anything in his life. Fuck how Ardi and Raka consider himself, because in essence at this time Gian is the husband of Radha and absolutely the woman is his.
"Hm, Mama always supported you, later Mama will help talk to Papa."
"Thank you, Ma. Sorry your morning is not so good anymore because of me," said Gian politely, because today his mother wasted a lot of energy because back and forth to her room.
"No problem, take care of your wife."
"Yes, Ma."
The important conversation of these two people can not be separated from the observation of a pair of beautiful beads there. His stern face stared intently at Gian from a distance of several meters in front of him, from this place he could see how happy Gian was today.
"It's very happy that you are, apparently, still a favorite of Mama, as it turns out," he said without letting Gian out of sight, faintly heard but he could hear some of the core of the conversation.
"Papa? Looks like Papa you're arguing secretly, let's see."
He understands the character of Raka, does not like to be denied. Although he knows, he has also denied, but he hopes what Gian did will make the man feel a little bit of a consequence like him.
"Without Papa you're nobody and you have nothing, Gian," he said with a sly smile and a look at the vast opportunities ahead of him.
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