PASSION OF MY WIFE'S FRIEND
Something Under the Table
Her morning.
Aruna is making breakfast. Suddenly Ziva came.
"Ziva, are you awake?" tanya Aruna looked at a glance because she was busy with the frying board.
"Yes, Runa. I've taken a shower too" replied the woman.
"It's worth it that you're perfumed" praised Aruna.
"thank you. Ah yes, can I help you?" Ziva offered himself.
"No, you'll be bothered. Let me just."
"It's okay, Aruna. Instead I will feel reluctant if I do nothing, let alone just rely on the host."
"It's okay. It's my job anyway."
"But I'll help you anyway."
"Well, you'll serve this enough at the dinner table."
"OK."
Aruna refocused on the frying board. He is currently making fried rice. Ziva is still standing there.
"Ah yes, Aruna. Why don't you have a housekeeper? You're not working, it's not a hassle if you also have to take care of the house?" ask Ziva then.
Aruna smiled. "The reason I work is because the family economy is not stable, Ziva. So I don't have a housekeeper or a baby sitter for Elona."
"I'm getting bad for you, Aruna. With me staying here, I'm a burden on your family. Then I'll just go, yeah. I don't want to be a burden to you and your husband."
"Ah no, Ziva. Not at all. You don't go anywhere. Stay here, yeah. I didn't mean to offend you" Aruna said.
"But I am a burden to you, Aruna."
"No, Ziva. Don't say that again. My husband told me that Elona was happy to study with you. Please don't go, yeah." Aruna was begging a little.
"alright. Again, thank you, Aruna."
"Ah yes, equally," replied Aruna.
Not long after, Abian and Elona came and they sat down at the dinner table. Incidentally, fried rice is already so.
"I served it, Aruna."
"Yes, Ziva. I'll make milk for Elona."
Ziva took over the large bowl from Aruna's hand, after which he walked a few steps towards the dining table.
Ziva placed a large bowl of fried rice near Abian. He deliberately bent his body deeper so that his chest hanging poking and clearly visible by Abian.
Ziva saw if the man glanced at his breasts, before then he tried to throw his face and his jakun looked up and down swallowing saliva.
Aruna's arrival to the dining table makes Ziva immediately move away from the man.
"Thank you, mother .." said Elona.
"Together, dear .." reply Aruna. "Ziva, come sit down," pinta Aruna then.
"Yes, Aruna. Thank you," said Ziva.
The square-shaped dining table that has four chairs is now fully filled. While Aruna sat to the right of Abian, Ziva sat to his left.
Aruna was about to take the fried rice, but soon Ziva prevented it.
"Let me help you get it, Aruna."
"No need, Ziva. Just let me," Aruna refused.
"It's okay, Aruna. Me," said Ziva.
Finally the rice coils were taken over by Ziva. The woman not only brought rice for Aruna, but also Abian.
"Thank you" Abian said.
"Yes, equally," replied Ziva.
After taking the fried rice to Abian's plate, Ziva took it for Elona. After that, he took it for himself.
The breakfast was so quiet this morning. No one spoke, including Elona. Until finally the sound of Abian spoon that accidentally fell splitting silence.
"Darling, why?" ask Aruna.
"Sorry, sweetheart. I didn't mean it" replied the man then taking the spoon under the table.
As soon as his head lowered to pick up the dropped spoon, his gaze suddenly stopped on something that made him fixated. He saw a mound of flesh wrapped in a pink cloth wrapped in plain sight. Plus super smooth pahha makes him reluctant to blink. And it belongs to Ziva.
"Honey .." Aruna's call made Abian immediately take the spoon and re-establish his body on the table.
"L-yes, what's wrong?" the man was a little nervous.
"Just change the spoon, it's dirty."
Aruna gave her a new spoon and picked up the spoon that had just fallen out of her husband's hand.
"Thank you .." Abian said later.
"Yes, equally. Continue eating it."
Abian nodded. Then he returned to scooping the fried rice on his plate. Abian occasionally steals a look at Ziva. Somehow after what he saw under the table made him nervous. Abian tries to control himself.
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