
"Mas later again. My waist is falling out." Melinda crossed her arms around her chest as Candra started fishing for her again. They've done it twice, and Candra hasn't been satisfied.
"That's what you're looking for, I'm moving, too" defended Candra. "One more time, yeah. I miss you so much."
"Friday is his. Every day we meet. It'll be another night, Mommy." Melinda got up and picked up the negligee on the floor. "Ah thankfully not torn, Mas Candra was very rude indeed it was not."
"The name's too kebellet, Dek." Candra gets up and grabs the boxer on the table. I don't know who just threw it there, which is clear shorts were horny on the plate used Melinda ate earlier.
He walked after his wife to the bathroom, but only arrived in front of the dresser pulled Melinda's hand and hugged the slim body. "It's a real pleasure to you, Dek."
Melinda closed her eyes. "What time?"
"Seriously very dear. Love even. Take a shower with yuk!"
Melinda elbowed her husband's stomach. "Basic mode."
Candra laughed and dragged the woman into the bathroom. He must complete his other fantasies together with Melinda.
While a married couple is embracing the paradise of the world umpteenth time, Cici and Rosa are impatient to wait for the continuation of the newlywed relationship. They were looking forward to the time when Candra kicked Melinda out of this house and her life.
"Amor is sure this works?" ask Cici.
Rosa nodded strongly. "Don't you see Candra looks so angry? This time there is no mercy."
"Hopefully. Fun, I can't wait for their divorce."
"Same. Aunty also wanted to kick that poor woman out of this house."
They sit at the dinner table for dinner. Just waiting for Candra. More precisely waiting for the results of their plan until Cici willingly swallowed sleeping pills.
But the disappointment was immediately apparent on their faces as Candra and Melinda sat in front of them with their hair both wet. Adults will understand what happens when a newlywed couple comes out with wet hair.
'Damn it! In vain I swallowed a sleeping pill, ' Inner Cici.
'How do they even sleep together? Not that it should be stormy and divorced, yes, Rosa's inner self.
"Ma, from tonight on Melinda will always eat with us at the dinner table." Candra clasped his wife's hand. "Let us get closer to each other as well."
Candra wants to bring her wife closer to her mother. Let's say how they live under the same roof, even though his mother always said that Melinda is new to this family.
"But .. yes it's up to you!" Rosa could not think any longer, she did not expect that Candra and Melinda made up, but the goal was not this.
In his brain began to look for the next plan, a plan so that his son could escape from Melinda.
"And I beg you, Mama, Melinda, don't give me a hard job. I've helped Melinda do homework, just help her tired of asking for forgiveness, especially to do all the work, must be tired. I want to have a child, Ma. I don't want my wife to get tired."
"Mas–" Melinda felt this was too much. He was sure that the phrase Candra would make his in-laws hate him even more.
"You followed what my husband said, yes, Dek. For the good of us together." Candra held Melinda's hand.
Why is the situation inversely proportional to what he expected anyway!
Cici really wanted Candra to divorce Melinda, but all her efforts so far seemed useless at all, even Candra was getting closer to Melinda.
"He's just at home, so what's wrong with doing the housework? Tomorrow if you have your own house, he will also do the job, right? Consider it an exercise." Cici made a sound, but she was immediately silent after seeing Rosa glaring at him.
"It's okay, let Mina and the others do it all. Melinda just relax and focus on taking care of the husband, yeah." He looked at the son-in-law gently.
Unfortunately Candra did not pay much attention to the change in attitude of her mother from cynical to good. He was too happy, so all that was thought about now was to strengthen his wife to feel at home in this house.
The first dinner that Melinda attended during her time as a daughter-in-law in the Pagalo family. He is quite grateful until this moment, because every problem he can face and finally strengthen the bond of love between himself and Candra.
After dinner, they went back into the room. Candra even refuses when Rosa tells her to drive Cici home. Though usually Candra can not refuse his mother's request, but because it is remembered by the promise of Melinda who wants to give him one more round.
"Mas" call Melinda.
Candra who was taking off her shirt turned her head. "Yes dear."
"Em," hesitated Melinda wanted to say something.
"Why? You want to go back?" candra asked as she rolled her eyes.
"God. Candra is not good at what? Not tired?" Melinda grieves. "Based on a guy, his mind is mute."
"His name is also a newlywed, must be all the same as my cake."
Melinda's approaching Candra. "Mas, if I just stay quiet and don't say anything, then what would I do if I joined the housework as usual? Not everyone, just help out while you're out."
He looked at Candra, seeing the man's reaction at her request. If only he was quiet, he was getting worse, let alone hearing from his in-laws that he would never be accepted into this family. So if he was silent without doing anything, then his in-laws would be more and more disliked to him.
"But later you are tired of sure if you do homework as usual. You're here as my wife, not a maid, so let the maid do it all, Dek."
Melinda stroked Candra's arm. "Later all the work that I did was in vain, Mas. Though I have arranged the garden, the flowers I have not grown all."
"But don't be tired, yeah. I don't want you to be tired."
"No, Mas. I promise I won't be tired."
Candra nodded in agreement. Nor would he let Melinda do such a hard job. Just watching doesn't seem too taxing, so he will ask all the workers in his house not to let Melinda do the work that would make the woman exhausted.
He went into the bathroom to wash again, and today he has washed his hair three times. Although the head feels dizzy, but it feels happy when you see Melinda resigned under her body.
Melinda got a towel for her husband, as she stretched out the cloth, and Candra quickly pulled it in.
"Mas Candra, it's late at night. I just shampooed you, time to shampoo again," he refused.
"It's okay, let me digress you." Candra took off the shirt that was attached to Melinda's body. "We're making another grandchild."