
Suddenly outside drizzle. Tree branches could be heard knocking on the window. I looked for a moment at the wet looking glass. It's my first night staying at the in-laws' house. I haven't had a night's stay yet. So this is still the first time.
My father-in-law looked serious watching football league on television. Sometimes he commented rivaling commentators on television. Sometimes yelling, and swearing too. It was like having a human father. Strange, but fun.
Every now and then I steal a look, sweep your face in one glance. I know you did the same thing. You smile when our eyes are on each other. My heartbeat's pumping fast. Makes me want to keep staring at your face. Father-in-law patted me on the shoulder,”Ah chubby, slipped,” he said. Makes me grimace awkwardly. I honestly don't know what made my father-in-law swear. Because the television show was no more interesting than my beautiful wife.
Laras was busy helping Mama-in-law prepare dinner.before long the food was ready. And we ate together. The barrel made me my favorite half-cooked roast. I feel lucky, because my wife is watching my appetite.
Time passed, we passed this cold night with a warm chat with the parents of Larasati. My wife beside me, hugging my arm. Sluggishly. Teasing friendly. I feel like we're newlyweds tonight, maybe new, not even four weeks.
“Sleep, you must be tired,” said Mother-in-law. I cheered in my heart, this sentence that I was about to say earlier.
Larasati smiled knot next to me. I'm sure he heard what I just thought. It cheats his name. You know I'm. And I don't know.
“If so, we excuse you first Ma,Pa,” said Laras. He stood pulling my hand. Actually I'm embarrassed, but how else. I have important things to do tonight.
They nodded simultaneously. Followed us with a strange look and smile. I know they gave us a chance for both of them, which is what they said in his mind almost the same. Is my gait too visible?
Larasati pushed the door of the room. Release my hand,”Where are you going?” much
“Change,” answer. He smiled again. Tonight my wife is really a cheap smile. I liked.
Larasati walked towards the wardrobe. Take out two sets of clothes, for me and for her. “Mas, change clothes first yes. here only, I am in the bathroom,” he said
Barrel smiled again. This time he kept quiet and didn't answer me, then went to the bathroom and closed the door. Hufft. Will there be nothing different tonight than the night before. I lazily took off my shirt, dumped it on the bed. Replace it with pajamas given Baras. So are the pants.
22.30. I saw a clock hanging from the wall of the room. It was night time.I crawled up to the bed. Sit on the head of the bed. Larasati has not returned. I waited for him to play on the phone, send Thomas a message. I read the message he sent. Thomas's gone to town X. Sending the antidote to the virus to the hospital. When I asked him why he wasn't waiting for me. Thomas replied,”Enjoy your time with Miss, Prince. Let this matter I take care of it,” I smile in relief. It seems like everyone is supporting me today.
Clamps. Suddenly the lights went out. Change the yellow dim light from the sleeping lights on the side of the bed. Larasati turned off the lights. I didn't see her coming out of the bathroom because I was busy texting. The shadow of Prolar walked over. I turned off the phone and put it on the nightstand. Staring at the silhouette of Larasati who walked gracefully in the dim light.
My breath was stinged as Laras got closer.The scent of his body went out in the room room. Maybe desire? My eyes don't blink at what he's wearing. A transparent fabric that cannot be called a shirt. Black lingerie wrapped her body so perfectly. Glug. I swallowed spit. For the first time I saw him that way.
Tonight Larasati looks sexy.
He sits next to me. Tucking his blue hair that was scattered behind the ears. then looked at me fixed, his sweet smile never forgot he pinned his beautiful pink lips.His soft hand moved rubbed my face. My eyes still don't blink. And stupidly, I froze. A mixture of joy and surprise blends into one. I closed my eyes feeling a warm stream from his palm. We came back when I opened my eyes. You looked at me with that look for the first time. A look I still don't understand.
“Honey, you,” my words stopped because your fingers touched my lips. It froze me, again. You sit tight. Cupping both hands on my cheeks. While I was still digesting this surprise, I felt warm lips******my lips. The small sighs and kisses you give so passionately. And it awakened a desire that I had for three weeks.
This opportunity I can't take. I countered all your moves. Do whatever I want. We stop for a moment, take a breath by sticking each other's forehead. There was doubt in my heart, if I would hurt you like that. You bring your head to my ears, whispering warmly with a sighing voice that makes me shudder,” Tonight I am yours. Do whatever you want,” and you kiss my friendly ears. It makes me impatient.
strange gallons like hundreds of butterflies tickling my stomach. Pushing my instincts to do something I should have done long ago. Now those warm and sweet lips are like opium. There is no doubt, and we are joined in the ark of love on the night of the shahdu.
And tonight, we make a walled lizard tickle with envy. You should have gone lizard, don't look at us. I pulled a blanket over our bodies.
I still can't believe you started first. My fear was not proven at all. The fact is you're able to survive and not get hurt in the least. I smiled again, tightly hugging your innocent body under the blanket. And sleeping follows you into a dream. Tonight is the most beautiful night of my life.