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WE GOT MARRIED

The situation outside the house is still dim. But the owner of the body Laras has awakened. He looked at the man sleeping beside him with a hug.

Yep! Last night he slept sharing a bed with Arkan. Now, the man sleeps one room even one bed.

Surprisingly, the two did not feel the slightest awkwardness. They just knew.

Slowly, Laras got off the bed. He walked slowly towards the kitchen. Once in the kitchen, he took out the items on the table from the plastic. It contained, the groceries that he bought yesterday with Arkan.

“I cooked this, deh!” he pulled two smoked cob fish out of the plastic. And also one tempe board and seasoning flour.

“Times, Arkan wants to eat,” he said.

He also started his morning cooking show. Mendoan tempeh and sambal suir ikang smoke cob. Combined with warm white rice. While in his city, he used to eat any breakfast. So, he doesn't know Arkan's habits.

Inside the room, Arkan blinked his eyes. He smelled something he had never smelled before.

“Cock smells like this? What fragrance is it?” Arkan got up from that bed. While rubbing his eyes. He walked towards the kitchen, towards where the fragrance came from.

Arkan put his ass on the plastic chair at the dinner table. His hand was about to pluck the mendoan tempeh that was in the plate on the table.

Plaque! The barrel hit the hand slowly.

“Kok on spanked?” Arkan turned his lips. His tangled face that just woke up, made Laras smile amusedly. “I want to try.”

“Wash face first!” laras. Lazily, Arkan got up from the chair. Towards the faucet where the dishwasher is located.

“I've washed my face! What's again? Don't come right I want to comot the food, my hands hit again,” somehow Arkan who is cold to all those people, can be spoiled to a Baras. Which he just knew and did not know the origin of his origin.

“Sini!” Laras approached Arkan's face, and rubbed it with a small towel he held in his hand.

After that, he let Arkan have breakfast. As Arkan was having breakfast, he walked towards the food cupboard. He made Arkan a cup of warm tea.

“Emm, this is so delicious! This is my first time having a gini-rich breakfast, since I was small. Mama always gave me bread and milk,” Arkan said with a mouthful. So his words are not so clear.

“Eat first, just talked. Chokes later, Ar!” laras said. He placed a cup of warm tea which he brought to Arkan's side.

After Arkan swallowed the food in his mouth. Arkan spoke again.

Hearing Arkan's words, made Laras frown. “No can!” sahut Fast soluble.

“Why can't you?” Arkan raised his eyebrows.

“We are not muhrim, we cannot be home. Slander later!” laras.

“Yes, we are married. You have made me positive!” reply Arkan.

“Positive what?” ask Laras who doesn't understand Arkan's intentions.

“Positive heart opening and positive comfortable same you!” chirps Arkan. Make the cheeks of Laras meet red.

“Do not go, I'm serious!” Arkan blocked Laras' wrist as Laras was about to leave from his side.

“I know, you won't believe it easily. You think I'm messing around, but this is the truth. I have never been close to anyone, have never been comfortable with anyone including my Mom. But, equally you are all different,” Arkan said. He looked at the face of Laras who always looked sad.

“I know, I don't know myself. Because this abnormal man, forced to ask for something more than you. But I want you to know, I deketin you not to use you for my imperfect condition. I'm really comfortable with you!” He stared back at Arkan's face and eyes.

“I, I don't understand how I feel. I'm confused, I'm afraid you're just messing around!” Laras lowered his head.

“I never messed around, now we just live first like gini. When our hearts are steady, we will discuss again!” Arkan resumed his breakfast. He returned to eating.

After breakfast, Arkan decides to take a bath before he gets home and leaves for the office.

“I go first, later after coming home from the office. I'm here again,” Arkan said after he finished preparing. He extended his hand to Baras. Laras welcomes Arkan's hand and kisses his back.

“Duh, feel have a Wife!” chirps Arkan.

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