
Chapters 122. More Than Sweet
“Syafa? Apparently you are here,” Yudhis greeting to Shafa who broke away from the crowd, sitting on the side garden chair alone.
Shafa who was looking down holding the phone turned to the direction of the sound source. His sight sparkled for a moment.
“Bang Yudhis,” his screech was so cold when he saw who called him with a smile. Syafa immediately stood up, put the phone into his small bag and hurried over. “Abang nyariin me?”
“Iya, I'm looking for you. What else is here alone?”
“I'm seeing Koi Fish. Umpah gede-gede,” his great-grandson with a spoiled tone. Though he was fighting in the comments column, on one of the advice posts that discuss about accepting destiny with chesty.
“I want to talk to you about something. Can?” ask Yudhis.
Nambi bertubi directly glide. “Bby dong. It can be really. Wanna confide, huh? I am willing to be a good listener for Bang Yudhis. Would you care about your brother Khalisa's wedding? I'm sure Bang Yudhis must have pity on him, right, not really love? Because she who is only a troubled widow is not at all commensurate with the qualifications of the family. Who has a crush on Abang all the career girls of the upper class, only I am still a student,” cerocosnya feel the most understanding of Yudhis. It also felt above the wind that Yudhis had left the talk in the house just to find it.
Shafa laughed in his heart. While in the kitchen earlier, he felt himself dispelled by his own behavior, but now Syafa soared, feeling soon things will turn in his favor, as they should, he said.
“Not that. I want to talk about you,” Judis said, his tone this time was as boisterous as usual when he was greeting Syafa all this time, typical of a brother to his sister.
“About me? Why me?” he added not understand.
“Syafa, you are still young, smart girl, beautiful, well educated, hijab again, it is definitely a lot of young people who are chasing. O my sweet brother,” said Yudhis.
“How do you mean? Also I told you I'm an adult now, not a sweet sister anymore,” the protest was upset.
Yudhis took two steps forward, while Shafa was still fluttering where he stood, full of anticipation.
“True too. It doesn't feel like you're an adult now, even though to me you're always my little sister.
“Abang to say what the hell is actually!” shafa exclaimed fiercely, starting to get impatient.
“Begini, Syafa. Because now you're an adult that's why I want to ask for help now. Please be mature in addressing my current status. I'm married, not a single man anymore. I've been Khalisa's husband and will always be until the end of my life. A soul cannot be forced nor can love be forced. And as you know, I only consider you a sister. Not more. So please stop expecting me. Throw away your obsession, because obsession is not love.” Yudhis took a breath, pausing his sentence for a moment.
“But I don't want to be your sister anymore!” Syafa snatched inadmissive.
“Such an ardent desire is not Syafa's love, but an obsession, grinding you sweet into a figure we no longer know. For me, we are a family, and will always be so until anytime, but the heart problems of course the family can not interfere,“ explained Yudhis slowly, not with a clash.
Yudhis caught Shafa's attitude in the kitchen from a distance. Not wanting to let continue to drag on, however Syafa must be given understanding. Choosing to speak well, not in a rude way that might even make Syafa more inflamed and his obsession increasingly uncontrollable.
Shafa's smile receded hearing Yudhis explanation, plus it turned out that behind Yudhis tall body there was Khalisa there. The dim light of the garden lights and the posture of Yudhis that prevents Shafa from realizing the presence of the woman he thought had taken Yudhis from him. Although in fact it is not so, because Yudhis has never been his for a second, because the context grabs only for something that the patent has.
Khalisa took a step forward, grabbed and held Yudhis hand. “I hope you understand, Syafa. Don't embarrass yourself anymore just because you're obsessed with Bang Yudhis. You are valuable. There must have been the best soul mate God prepared for you, but certainly not my husband.”
“Halah, don't bother lecturing me about the word precious or not. I think you're better, don't pantes! Do you think I don't know who you really are? Which may be just an illegitimate child full of sins! Not like I come from a good family, educated with religion and insight from childhood!” the screams don't take it.
Farhana who had just joined in the park was startled and immediately pulled Syafa back.
“Astaghfirullahhal’adzim! Istigfar Syafa! Watch your mouth, deck. It could be that Khalisa whom you see as stained with sin is actually more glorious before God than you. And as bad as man is who feels himself without sin, feels himself better and more righteous than others as is happening to you.”
“Drink vitamins first.” Yudhis presented some vitamins to Khalisa. They just finished cleaning up before going up the contest at a fairly late time, which is at eleven o'clock at night.
“Abang,” his great-grandson while looking up. His eyes are illegible.
“What's up?” reply Yudhis.
Instead of taking vitamins or answering questions, Khalisa instead pulled Yudhis who was bent down to fall over his body, grabbed the nape of Yudhis, put their lips together, unlike Khalisa who was more often timid.
Of course Yudhis welcomed with joy, replying to the soft, sweet lips that made him opiate. Planted his lips deeply, puffing each other up to gasp.
Their pagutan stopped when Khalisa felt out of breath. “Bang, I want you,” whispered Khalisa hoarse whose pauses did not last long. Khalisa stormed again wildly, even stripping off his own clothes, and half forcing Yudhis to undress.
Khalisa melted away in a hurry. Although Yudhis felt a bit strange, he still warmly welcomed the wishes of his female devotee. Presenting a humming cradle, along with a loving affectionate fondness that makes Khalisa twitch and groan. Giving that Khalisa wants and ends with the fulfillment of their respective physical livelihoods, moaning and sweating together.
Yudhis grabbed a blanket, slapping his lips on Khalisa's moist shoulder.
“Darling, what's the matter, hmm? Tonight you don't usually?” yudhis asked in a seductive symphony, while peeping the nape of Khalisa's shoulders and lying on his back.
“Nothing,” said Khalisa who breathed rough.
Yudhis was able to capture the tone of Khalisa's sentence certainly not like his verbal answer. “Are you jealous?” Yudhis groped Khalisa's neck.
"Ehm, um."
Khalisa just cleared his throat, reluctant to answer because of prestige, because that is the reality. Somehow he burned with jealousy so much that Yudhis spoke in a gentle tone to Shafa, though he knew it was done to straighten out the problem in an attempt to give Syafa some understanding. However, still young blood Khalisa push entrenched in the chest, especially Yudhis call Syafa with the title of sweet sister.
“Am I less sweet?” ask Khalisa suddenly.
“Huh? What does it mean?” Yudhis doesn't understand.
“Yes, earlier you called Syafa by the name of sweet sister. Sounds special. But the same I never call it like that?” ketus. Khalisa also did not understand why he became this way, but previously he was not the type that easily sulked.
Yudhis chuckled, pulling Khalisa into his possessive decrees. “What does he want to be called? Darling, Sweetheart, Honey? Is my love call still not enough?”
Khalisa was clawing at himself, feeling childish. Grumbling in the heart.
“You need to know, You are not just sweet, but more than that, sweet and delicious, so it is difficult to describe. From top to bottom sweet matchless, if not, there is no way your smooth skin is filled with my bibr stamp everywhere,” he said who then sipped mischievously adding one more sign on Khalisa's neck.
“Akh, Brother,” hissing Khalisa while biting lips, bristling treated intimate so friendly.
“But I love your jealousy. Often can also. I love it when you're wild and trying to control me as it just goes,” sensual Yudhis whispered that made Khalisa instantly hide into his so-so-false blanket.
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