President Cilok
133 Season 2: We pass together

There is always a story for a story. Live the hustle and bustle of the household with the same person. Wishing to be a family of Sakinah mawadah warahmah.

Well, that simple expression, may be a foundation, why God brought two human beings who previously did not know each other, did not greet each other. Then comes the curiosity to get to know each other better, then develop into an attraction, and make the rope of marriage.

Accept with room, shortcomings and advantages that every human being must have a historical record in life... Neither likes nor sorrows. [We passed together]

The smell of fried fish is very delicious in the kitchen that is not too luxurious nor too broad. The two young couples call it the legendary home. A house that teaches so many lessons that can be taken from the wisdom of every thing that has been passed by time.

However, it is not the wife who cooks food for breakfast. Except for the husband, who willingly cooked the menu of fried fish with presto and sayup sop. This is, one of the advantages of the advantages possessed by a Damar, he is not just a cilok businessman. Not just food company Amanah food.

But if at home, Damar is a man who can be a husband who is ready to be on standby in fulfilling the desire to crave his wife. Hem... presumably Damar now have to be more breastfed to accept the logical and non-logical consequences of cravings Wulan which is quite a stir.

And because of Wulan's cravings, he even never took a bath not using scented soap for one full week. Do not imagine how it feels to take a bath not to use fragrant soap. Because, Wulan is allergic to fragrances since pregnancy.

Damar thought, if all women crave like his wife, then the bath soap company will go bankrupt significantly! Hahh, long sigh, when Damar breaks, then he must sleep outside!

Living a life after marriage is indeed a magical thing that happens.

Damar was currently wearing a blue aprons, he stood in front of the stove, his hand held a stainless steel Sutil and turned over the golden fish while he was busy with his activities, both hands wrapped around his stomach. Make the corners of his lips expand.. ‘Start to work. My wife.’

Well, besides pentol cravings. His wife is also very spoiled, and more dominant lash. Yes yes yes..women are always right, and men are always victims when the wife has said; you do not want to obey, you want your child to be ileran?’

Always a classic reason for mothers to crave, if they already want something. As if, baby reeds can be the ultimate weapon to get what they want!

“You know not, why play snake ladder now it's not the time?” tanya Wulan began to tease the husband who is now cooking breakfast this morning.

Damar turns his head, aligns his chin to his shoulder, sees the wife from her net tail, “Why indeed?”

“Because now it's time to play real household! Hahaha..” kekehnya starting nosy, Wulan leaned her body a little sideways and looked at the face of Damar who now has a thin beretch on the chin, adding to the impression of cool and mature. Yeah, this guy just needs to count the months again to be a dad. Or trendally hot Daddy. “And now from this household there are results.” he continued again, while kissing Damar's arm.

Mangosteen resin and Wulan's mild hardness was transmitted to him, he turned his body to face Wulan who was now smiling widely, he said, his index finger menoel the tip of the nose of the wife who is now more spoiled bin jail.. “So what now do you feel sorry for having produced the results of my labor in your stomach?”

“What kind of question is it?” Wulan puked her lips, “What are you sorry for marrying an older woman?”

Damar shook his head, then kissed the wife's cheek briefly. “No such thing will ever happen,”

Wulan pointed to her own stomach which is currently in pregnancy entering the age of three months. “I think with the results of this process, will add harmony in our journey forward,”

Damar nodded, another friendly kiss landed on Wulan's forehead, Damar was getting anxious with his wife's behavior. He wrapped his hands around Wulan's waist tightly.

Wulan nodded thinly along with a sumringah smile, she slightly tiptoed and further eroded the distance between her face and also the face of Damar, kissing soft lips that make the opium romance in her life now.

“I love you,” reply Wulan spoiled. He knew very well, that the husband rarely said the word love, and more to ‘I want you.’

Damar stared deeply into the bead of the eyes of the woman who was about to become a mother. “Mamil, Mama got pregnant.” then returned the wife's soft kiss, a kiss that made her drunk as if flying over the air. Both hands turned in both jaws of Wulan until it hit the ear.. Snare, tighter and greater.

Over time the kiss was getting more delicious, and increasingly hardened. Until the voice of someone who just came had to stop the crazy action in the morning today, a voice that sounded like the referee blew the whistle.

“Walis! Presumably I entered in this wrong moment mah!” exclaiming Danum spontaneity turned around, he gawked into the house because the main door was not locked. Not in the guts back to see his brother is making out.

Damar and Wulan also gasped to hear the voice of Danum, immediately just let go of the link of his kiss that increasingly feels exciting, passionate desire to combine affection. The two then saw Danum's back standing in the middle of the kitchen entrance.

Wulan was clearly misbehaved and immediately darted back on the kitchen table chair with his nervousness, he put on plastic gloves and made a wiry dough that he was originally making. However, in because the focus is to make the dough shaved sidetracked look Damar who looks sexy by wearing color pants and singlet tops plus aprons. Make Wulan want to tease the prospective father of the child who is in his birth.

While Damar mah just relax, then turn around and lift the fish on the frying pan. “Why are you Num? Disturb me!”

Danum flinched at his brother's question, he turned back and looked at Damar's back, and just glancing at Wulan who was making a woof dough, he was not out of thought with the scene he had just seen, and he was just a glance, ‘Can-can be, these two bucans do punt-ceka-cepiki while doing activities in the kitchen.’ his mind is amused monologue.

“Indeed well, if the couple who are cultivated by love it makes people become khilaf, in the kitchen was okay!” cibir Danum then walked towards the kitchen table chair and pulled the chair and sat down. Not only at home, Danum also often saw Damar kissing Wulan forehead while in public places. He was just surprised, how deep the love of the Sister-in-law to his brother-in-law, so as not to feel uncomfortable even a little about the stigma of those who see. Danum feels that the accident that occurred three months ago made his brother's brain error.

“Likes, has been this toyiban banter, there are still many who are not halal but are not ashamed to be perverted. Remember, if you want to do it then get married first, halalin in front of Mr. Penghulu.” reply Damar relaxed, as easy as he lifted the fish from the hot oil.

“Party of why you sneered in, no greetings, don't knock on the door! Not polite anyway!” connect Damar, then remove the apron and put it on the side hanger of the refrigerator. Then sit in a chair next to Wulan and put the fish that he had just fried on the table, then switch to taking kanji flour dough.

“Iya-iya, anyways who would like to be so the Mas. My mind is not too dirty! Well my ideals are still long, the final line is still stretched..” he said, then poured water into a glass, and drank it to the toilet, Danum reminded me of today's plan, “Mas Damar, and then he said, forgot that today we plan to go to Ratu Boko Temple?”

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