Possessive Leader
Breakfasted

“Eh really no fried rice?” Jesi directly pulled one of the chairs and filled her plate with fried rice, this morning she was really hungry. His strength seemed depleted due to the night and dawn battle earlier.

“This is really the Karam that makes?” after putting a spoon of fried rice into the mouth.

“Iya, why?” rama asked, who was busy back there.

“Enak. It tastes the same as fried rice made by mama yesterday.”

“Karam again what the hell? How can you not eat with me? Or maybe Karam already ate first well.” The accusation.

“Bikin coffee. Brother hasn't eaten yet, you eat first.”

Jesi put down his spoon and immediately approached Rama, “eh has become his coffee? Though I want to make it, Karam.”

Although often insensitive but Jesi quite know if serving breakfast husband is the duty of the wife, like his mother who always makes breakfast and all the needs of the father in the morning. Since yesterday she also wants to wake up early and help mama Yeni prepare breakfast as much as possible but unfortunately because of falling from bed and various other dramas make her unable to do the task as a good wife.

This morning was also intended to make breakfast for Rama, yes even though the most stuck he can only make an omelet but again reality does not match expectations. Never mind to cook, just wake him up bad luck coupled with the whole body that feels crumpled makes it difficult just to walk normally.

“Emang can?” cibir Rama who immediately changed the cheerful face of Jesi so sour.

“Can. Don't say Karam forgot if yesterday afternoon I made Karam coffee, in the office loh who use milky cap miss.”

“Iya yes brother inget really. Don't frown, it's still morning.” The pinching of Jesi's pouting cheeks.

“Come continue breakfast.” Rama's left hand clasped Jesi's shoulder, inviting his wife to return to the dining table.

“Still sick?” rama asked when he realized Jesi was walking so slowly.

“Hm.. passable.” Answer Jesi lirih.

“But the worst allergy I have. Anyway sentar to a dermatologist well, Karam.” whine.

“Iya-iya juice suit babe. Later well, now breakfast first.” Rama rubbed the tops of Jesi's head as soon as his wife sat down.

“You drink what let brother takein. Juice, milk or water?” bargained for.

“Warm vanilla milk.” Answer Jesi.

“Iya. A minute yah.” Rama then went back to the back to get the milk.

Jesi looked towards Rama who deftly picked up the milk box from the fridge then heated it up. Sometimes Rama smiled shady at him their eyes accidentally looked at each other.

“Gosh, Karam my husband.. the super cold freezer... my possessive leader is fierce, why suddenly so good. I'm melting already!” inner Jesi. He smiled indistinctly at Rama.

So busy struggling with his own thoughts, Jesi until unconscious when Rama was standing next to him and put a glass of warm milk for him.

“Warm vanilla milk make Brother's beloved Juice Suit.”

“Jas Juice!” Rama to pat Jesi's shoulder that looks melalmun.

“Eh yes. What, Karam?”

“Susu vanilla warmer.” Said Rama while pointing at the glass that he had placed next to the plate Jesi.

“Tumben you daydream?” then he sat in a chair like Jesi and started sipping coffee before breakfast.

Jesi drank a little vanilla milk, “Emang can not if I dream?”

“Anything saw. Usually kan ngoceh continues nonstop.” Cibir Rama's.

“I'm also weird seeing Karam.”

“White why?” asked Rama wonder.

“Yes weird, Karam so good with me. Before that it was very fierce. Ngeselin!”

“What because I succeeded merkosa? So fine I continue to play well again yah?” guess it.

“You said that in the filter first juice suit. Don't be careless!”

“Where from? Is it true, Karam merkosa? Two more times.” Answer lightly.

Rama stood up and moved to sit beside Jesi. His wife really had to be given a lecture immediately before her parrot's mouth discussed the bed matter freely. Actually it does not matter if only discussing it with him, but just now he was lightly complaining to his mother. It did not rule out the possibility that he would discuss it with Naura or Raka if he met.

“Jas juice beloved sister, see here.” Rama held onto Jesi's shoulders, directing her to sit facing him.

“You were saying don't come from ceplos dear.” Wearing soft Long hair of Jesi.

“sst!” Rama put his index finger on Jesi's lips.

“Dengerin first, sister has not finished talking.” His words were full of emphasis but still slow, no longer like Rama when in the office who spoke firmly and coldly.

“You know why we give two ears and one mouth?” Jesi.

“Because we should hear more than talk. But that doesn't mean we shouldn't talk well, watch out for you not to be misresponsive. Brother doesn't forbid you to talk, just go ahead. But from now on learn don't cut off the conversation if you haven't finished talking.”

“Iya yes. Karam really want to say what the hell?”

“Tuh right new also tau, already play cut aja.” Rama ruffled Jesi's hair, his wife is the types of nyerocos that are difficult to control. Except. yeah unless silenced with his lips just silent.

“Collapse ih, Karam!” jesi Protest.

“Biarin. You've done a lot of work!”

“Dengerin sister! You can't discuss bed issues with anyone but your brother. That's not something to talk about with just anyone. Understand?” Obviously Rama to the point at the core.

"You're a twenty-year-old student too.that problem period you don't understand?"

“I didn't talk either. I'm just saying that Karam merkosa is me. Not discussing!” elak Jesi's.

“Kalo menggebahas mah kan di selangin all from start hm..” Jesi did not continue his speech.

“Hm what? You naughty boy! Your brain must have thought of something like this.”

“No, good!” objection Jesi.

“Just from now on can not talk about bed business with anyone.”

“And one more error it merkosa words!”

“We're husband and wife, juice suit! There is no merkosa or rape in a legitimate relationship. What exists is the rights and obligations of husband and wife.” Pungkas Rama's.

"Rights and obligations are okay, but the play makes sense when I'm not ready."

"It doesn't need to be discussed. Other people are embarrassed if discussing the first night, you are even discussed mulu no shame at all." said Rama.

"Say it can, if it's the same thing with Karam? how the hell!"

Rama so incised his own forehead, the explanation at length actually became a boomerang for himself. Strange as well his wife always had a way to reverse every word.

"don't keep talking.pleaseine breakfast, here brother bribe."

take Jesi's plate and feed it slowly. Anyway, the mouth should not be empty so as not to babble, danger.

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