Silently Married
Part 82's
Blue hugged his wife so tightly, the man was completely irritated by the circumstances but could not do as expected.
"I'm dizzy" he lamented looking at Inggit sayu.
"Yes .. sorry, you don't play attack" the girl interjected.
"Want to help?" ask the man expectantly.
"Huh, what's the help?" Inggit's forehead wrinkled beautifully.
"Six five fingers, I'll guide, please ... baby, will ya? Otherwise I can't sleep and dizzy until morning."
"What are you talking about, Al, I don't understand," interrupted England confused.
"This is not whisper." Blue muttered the word sacred in the ear of his wife. Instead of complying, Inggit pinched Blue's waist in a fit of anxiety.
"Aww ... pain dear ....!" hiss Blue grimaced, the second time Inggit landed the pinch with annoyance and amusement.
"You pervert, uh .. don't want to," she refused quickly.
"Oh my goodness ... Inggit, ah .. I'm really anxious." Blue attacked his wife with a hot opening session. Inggit gagapan himself, the woman seemed resigned as well as vigilant.
After a warm-up session, the man took a bath for the second time. Inggit made gawking with her husband's behavior is quite brave. The girl closed her pajamas that looked messy. Then, get out of bed and fill up the drinks. His throat feels dry, need water intake to drain his throat.
"Sign up, call your husband, have dinner with you," exclaimed Mother in the dining room. The woman seemed busy eating.
"Yes, ma'am" Inggit replied quickly. The girl went back to the room and found her husband who had just come out of the bathroom.
"That's the shirt, keep it down with the scabbard." Inggit interrupted, the clean clothes he put on her husband.
"Thank you, baby."
"Hmm, after this, I'm waiting below, I've been waiting for Mom to have dinner."
"Write!" the thrill of stopping the swinging step, the woman turned around, highlighting with a question mark.
"What else?"
"Wait, get down together, don't leave," he smiled. Inggit waited for her husband to wear clothes for a while.
"Where are your hands?" Inggit raised his palm, Blue directly piled up the fingers and linked them.
"Let's go, it's more romantic, Father and I would love to see we're better." Anggit smiled seeing that, his heart warmed up instantly. They came down from the steps of the stairs with rhythmic steps and hands joined together.
"Roight, Mom," said Blue politely. The two old men shone a glance at them, before finally starting the dinner session.
Concern me, tonight fill the blue plate first. The man smiled happily, sure enough, this is the new real household, complementing and paying attention to each other.
"You're just here?" haggar Mama expressed her opinion.
"Yes, Mom." Blue glanced at the solemn Romo bribing food.
"No plans for a holiday? You seem to need time for both" Romo suggested between dinners.
"There's a Romo, Blue still wants to ask Inggit that. This holiday plan we will follow the campus activities first. Maybe after that we'll think about vacation time."
"Yes Romo, this semester break we have campus activities so it seems like waiting for all to run first."
"Well you guys, smart to keep a partner, remember Blue, there is no third chance, what Romo suggests it should really be applied, do not be upset in acting let alone making a decision."
"Ready, Romo."
They had dinner with a little intimidation on Blue. However, of course with the intention of kindness to themselves.
"Sorry, Al, if Romo's words are loud enough," the girl felt bad. They went back to their room and prepared for a break.
"No pa-pa, it's for the good of both of us, I'm sorry, it's been messing around all this time. Sorry, yes, make you cry, annoyed, even really have the heart I once left you in one night. I always remember, with great guilt. I really owe Ares."
"Oh, I've forgotten that. Yes, although honestly I had hated and did not want to forgive yourself, it's really fortunate there Ares, hopefully he got a good mate. Uh, I'll take it with Okta only once, who knows if it fits."
"Don't be fooled, let them choose their own path. But they look good. Nggit, here dong, sit down, far away the rich mulu again fight." Blue patted his own arm.
"No, ah, you are suspicious" replied Inggit.
"What the hell, the vows are not naughty, at least a little doang nakalnya. Hehe."
"Hmm .. You sleep in the guest room, I don't want to get too close."
"Astaghfirullah .. sin is, here ayang." Blue pulled his wife's body closer.
"You're funny, when' your husband's afraid of dimesumin, 'will it be funny."
"In a different and inappropriate context and time, it is already ah ... sleep."
"I'm not sleepy, Nggit, if our KKN is different groups, how about yes, time' is far apart again for almost two months. Oh, no. I'm not strong" the man said worriedly.
"Yes .. just go, there is no announcement yet, the day after tomorrow maybe."
"Don't think that's not clearly happening, sleep, Al!" Blue further tightened his embrace, this intimacy should not be quickly ended. The man was very grateful to be able to hug his wife in a fit.
"Nggit, is it bobo?"
"Hmm, just a moment, why, Al?"
"Hug me, baby," he said amid the drowsiness that began to strike. They sleep in a cage together.
The next morning, when Inggit woke up, Blue was no longer in bed. Apparently the man woke up at dawn, and was invited by Father to the mosque.
Inggit himself was still lazing in bed. Fooling wants to see the clock, snatching her husband's cell phone. Lots of calls and messages from Hilda there. Apparently all night the woman called Blue, but because in silent of course the man did not notice.
Curious, made Inggit presumptuous to open the flat object. Feel entitled to anything related to her husband. Once opened, Inggit is quite gawking with the contents of the message sent. Lots of whining and threat messages are printed clearly there. Not wanting to make Blue think, Inggit deleted all messages sent to her husband. Without a single trace, Hilda's message vanished there. He was just beginning to build an actual household, hoping that no one would ever try to attack or deliberately separate them.
"Darling, what's your face? Get ready yes, keep stopping by Mama's house, I want to change clothes," said the man after entering the room.
"Hmm," Inggit replied with a mutter. They left the house Romo is still too early, the plan to hitch a breakfast at the house of Mama Diana this morning.
The cold atmosphere made Inggit tighten his embrace on the motorbike. Uncommanded, they have stuck to each other inseparable. Falling in love is beautiful, others contract.