Patience of the Second Wife
Jahl

After painstakingly passing through a very narrow door, now the luxurious big bed that had just come was neatly arranged in Dinda's room, likewise with having another one that has been installed in their respective rooms. Alan could only smile with relief and hoped that tonight would be a long night with his wife in a comfortable spacious bed.

''You like it?'' tanya Alan complains of Dinda's room that looks more beautiful with luxury goods. Now the man laid his body down trying how soft his expensive mattress was.

Dinda who from earlier tidied up her new makeup table approached Alan and idly sat on the thigh of the husband.

Alan was wide-eyed and looked at the clock that was coiled in his hand, only seven o'clock at night, yes, he wanted to start the action at this time, because without the aba Dinda disturbed his gun that was sleeping fast.

''Like did not like it already.'' replied Dinda pursed her lips, still sebel with Alan who changed the room without her consent.

Not satisfied sitting, Alan had pulled Dinda's body until it fell on his body.

''Sis, ''' Dinda's great-granddaughter clenched Alan's hand that was already tightly hugging his waist.

''What?'' pura pretended to be stupid, even though Alan knew that his wife had looked embarrassed to be afraid.

''We go out first, just have dinner, '' Dinda hoped to escape her husband's trap.

Not that easy to escape from the starving lion, Alan was increasingly unable to resist his desire as Dinda's body attached to his body continued to move.

''Just for a moment, I promise it won't take long.'' Pinta Alan melas, his hoarse voice held back his already passionate desire.

Dinda leaned her head right on the chest of Alan's field, no longer know what to say, refused pity, Alan seemed to want him very much, if he complied, surely his mother and father were waiting.

''But, _Dinda stopped her speech as Alan pulled the nape of her neck and silenced Dinda's mouth with a sweet kiss.

This time Dinda could do nothing but accept Alan's treatment.

''Sis, ''' whispered again as Alan unbuttoned his shirt, his face looking restless, his memory returning the first time Alan played in such a rude manner.

''I'm sorry, this time I'll do it slowly, don't worry.'' convince Dinda not to be afraid.

Dinda nodded softly in acceptance, as there was no other reason to reject her husband's wishes.

After getting the green light Alan resumed his action and did not give a chance for Dinda to talk, what else to avoid, but Alan kept his promise, he said, he did it so gently and slowly as Dinda wanted, never imagined, that tonight would be a beautiful night for both, after a long wait, now Alan was right to give an inner living for his wife, not only channeling desire, but hoping Dinda satisfied with the pleasure he gave.

Tok.. tok... tok. arrived just the sound of knocking the door made Dinda and Alan wide-eyed.

Alan silenced Dinda's mouth with his hand.

''Who?'' alan shouted unwilling to make the grunts that were staring at the door waiting.

''I, all waiting for you at the dinner table.'' it turned out to be Faisal's voice.

Alan smiled mischievously with his hands still in his wife's mouth.

''Bang bang, just started this, if you leave it later, I will have dinner with Dinda.'' Alan answered slightly raising his voice.

Faisal frowned and digested Alan's speech.

''Nanggung, just starting, indeed again what, do not do.....

Alan did not continue his gaze as his mind spread to something he had never done.

''Basan brother-in-law fucking, just be careful if it comes out, I hang in the front tree, let me kiss mak kunti.'' grunts when returning to the dining table.

With a flat face Faisal immediately sat in his place.

''Where's Dinda and Alan?'' ask Mr. Yanto.

''Just leave, sir, he said he would eat dinner alone, now they clean his room.''

Everything can only be understood.

While in the room, Alan and Dinda who had just done a beautiful night set her breath that had stung, even Dinda ngos bored with sweat that soaked her entire body.

''Thank you.'' Alan said as he kissed Dinda on the forehead and hugged her from the side.

It's not the first time they've done it, but Dinda feels it's the most beautiful she feels.

''I am hungry, '' said Dinda slowly, after her energy was drained to serve her husband.

''But,'' Alan moved and stepped into the door, then opened it and popped his head out, it was quiet, the lights were also replaced with dim lights, that means everyone is on break in the room.

''We go to the bathroom first yes, then I prepare the food.''

After putting on a shirt and taking a change of clothes, the two walked towards the bathroom in the back because the bathroom of Dinda's house was only one, so inevitably they had to get out of her room.

After Dinda went inside, Alan grabbed the glass on the shelf, but the man was shocked when a hand held the glass together.

''Abang.'' he exclaimed, since from when Faisal arrived, Alan had only realized it.

''Why ''Why? I was thirsty, without taking off the glass that was in his grasp.

Alan nodded, his countenance slightly embarrassed as Faisal continued to look at him in search.

''Ngapain here?'' faisal asked after sipping a glass of water. Though Faisal already knew from the gurgling water must be Dinda inside.

''Waiting for Dinda, she was in the bathroom again, '' she replied a little nervously afraid that Faisal would imitate her answer while in the room.

''Now that I've sincerely removed him, don't hurt him and don't make him cry.''' pat Alan on the shoulder.

The man only nodded silently as Faisal left him.

I won't hurt her anymore, I'm sorry I've been troubling you, and I promise I'll make Dinda as comfortable as I can be around me.

After the two finished cleaning up, Alan did not forget to dry Dinda's hair before coming out of his room, afraid that if Faisal bothers him again like before, would be embarrassed if Dinda's hair is still wet.

''Sister.'' pulled on Alan's arm that was about to touch the hood of saji.

Alan looked at Dinda's face.

''Why is he hungry?'' ask Alan.

''I want to eat meatballs in front.'' his door was spoiled.

''Yes, we bought.'' without thinking Alan took Dinda out of the house.

''Where the meat is, there is no deh like.'' said Alan when looking to the right and left of the road near the house.

''If this clock is already at the end there.'' refer to the left.

Finally Alan and Dinda chose to ride a car to approach the meatball seller, rather than the road in the dark area of the dark gelapan, fearing Dinda stumbling and falling, later Alan also bothered because he had to hold a car.

Before long, it only took fifteen minutes, now Alan's car was parked next to the kang bakso wheelbarrow, there were also some buyers who ate there and some were brought home.

''Let me buy, '' stop Dinda who is almost down.

After ordering, Alan turned back to his side of the car because there was no empty seat.

''Neng Dinda,'' called a middle-aged man from the side of the car as Dinda opened the windshield.

''Father, ''' forced Dinda out, it is not polite to greet an older person in the car.

Dinda approached the man and shook hands.

''Father bought meatballs too?'' ask Dinda.

''Yes, this is the grandson of the father asked to be boughtin.''

Alan approached Dinda who was still talking to the man.

''This is the husband, Neng?'' he pointed towards Alan.

Dinda nodded and introduced Alan to the man who turned out to be Mr. Lurah.

While the buyers can only gawk when staring at Alan's smiling appearance while embracing Dinda's shoulder with a friendly, do not expect that Dinda Pak Yanto's son is silent already have a husband, he said, fortunately, Mr. Yanto reported when he wanted a marriage, so he did not misunderstand the marriage at that time.