
After dinner Toyib and Dimas sat in the living room. While Ayana who is not too healthy chooses to rest in the room. The television in the living room was on, but Toyib and Dimas instead focused on staring at their respective mobile screens.
Actually the two men who watch television, or television watching both? I don't know. What is the use of a television that turns on if the one in front of the television instead focuses on the screen phone, not on the television screen. Isn't that a waste? In school, we are always taught to save energy.
"Argh! Lose again!"tekik Toyib looked very upset.
The widower then looked at the wall clock that had shown at eleven o'clock at night, then looked at Dimas who seemed very focused on his cellphone.
"Dim, it's night. Get in your room there! The newlyweds stayed up outside the room. Got a pretty wife kinyis-kinyis even in winarin," Toyib said.
"In a moment,"that Dimas is still focusing on his phone screen.
"If I had a beautiful wife who was thin-kinyis-kinis like Ayana, I would have kept it from this afternoon. Although it has not been able to break the goal, which is important to graze on the field first,"anxious Toyib cerocos saw Dimas who felt at home outside the room and seemed busy with his cellphone. While the wife who had been married for two nights was in the wine in the room.
"Yes, yes, I'm in. Don't be noisy anymore! Your mouth is the same whisper as mothers who are fresh clothes, "that Dimas chose to go into his room rather than hear Toyib's mouth that began to chirp.
"Basic! It was advised that even good people were said to be noisy, "toyib grumbled off the television and also the main light, then turned on a small lamp that was not too bright.
While Ayana who was in the room, since then was still waiting for Dimas to enter the room.
"Why hasn't Dimas yet entered the room? Is Brother Dimas going to sleep with brother? Doesn't Dimas want to sleep with me?"muttered Ayana with a face that looked sad.
"Square"
Hearing the sound of the door being opened from outside, Ayana pretended to be asleep. Didn't want Dimas to know, if he waited for Dimas to come into the room.
Dimas went into the room and closed the door. Sighing looked at Ayana who had already closed her eyes. Dimas raises Ayana's blanket which only covers Ayana's body from the waist down. The man enveloped Ayana to the chest.
"I don't want to be afraid of staring at your body. I want you to be able to finish your school, go to college and achieve your goals. I don't want to be a hindrance to your future" Dimas murmured inwardly.
Dimas does not want to touch Ayana, given the age of Ayana who just turned eighteen and still studied in high school.
The man then turned off the main light, blamed the sleeping lights and laid his body beside Ayana. Lying on her back to Ayana. Dimas did not want to be tempted to see Ayana's dense body contained and prominent in some appropriate parts. Because even though Ayana always wears clothes with a large size that she gives, but still can not hide the shape of Ayana's body.
A few minutes closing her eyes, pretending to be asleep, Ayana finally opened her eyes to peek at Dimas.
"Did Brother Dimas hate me because I forced him to marry me? He was reluctant to go into the room. Even sleeping turned her back to me, "the muttered Ayana looked at Dimas' back with a sad face.
The next morning, Ayana was built earlier than Dimas. As usual, Ayana who felt her body was healthy prepared breakfast for her husband and beloved brother Toyib. Because if it wasn't for Toyib, it wouldn't have been Dimas' time to marry Ayana.
Dimas who woke up from his sleep and did not find Ayana beside him rushed out of the room.
"Well, why are you cooking? You're, right, just healed," said Dimas, approaching Ayana who was cooking Toyib's favorite fried rice.
Ayana was surprised to hear Dimas's voice, because she was alone in the kitchen. But a moment later he turned and smiled at Dimas.
"I've been feeling well, really, sister," said Ayana.
"No, kok. Emang is already healthy, "sahut Ayana while stirring fried rice on the stove, "Sir, Bu Nur can nganter me to school, no, yes, this morning? I called her number off" Ayana said.
"Do you want school?"ask Dimas.
"hum. Stay today and tomorrow.After that semester break,"sahut Ayana is still stirring her fried rice.
"What is the report to parents?"ask Dimas.
"No, sister,"sahut Ayana.
"Yes, I took a shower. After that I will go to Bu Nur's house, so that Bu Nur will take you to school, "sahut Dimas.
"Hum,"sahut Ayana.
Dimas rushed back to the room to pick up clothes, then cleaned himself up.
"Waaah.. Brother smelled the aroma of my favorite fried rice, nih," said Toyib who had just entered the dining room.
The widower hurriedly approached the dining table where Ayana had just put the fried rice. Sit down on one of the dining table chairs.
"Abang! Take a shower there! Look at that belek is still full. Iler is still stuck. No kak Dimas sleep with a brother who likes the lantern, "cerocos Ayana as usual.
"Ciee. ciee. How's it? Tasty, bobok the same bolsters that can be embraced and can hug? Fun, don't you, have a life roll?"toyib asks who seduced Ayana.
"Oh, what a bang!"ketus Ayana with a reddened face.
"Cieee. ciee. Have you kissed how many times the same Dimas? Kissed anywhere? How do you feel when you kiss? Deg-degan no? Which one are you holding?"tanya Toyib who was getting excited to tease Ayana.
"Abang! Shower there! Habits! Not washing your face yet nothing wants to eat! Slovenly knows!"cerocos Ayana switched the conversation, embarrassed by Toyib's question. Ayana felt that what Toyib asked was too intimate.
"Yes.iya.. Brother shower. Brother was kilaf because he smelled the aroma of fried rice," said Toyib moved from his seat, walking towards the bathroom while smacking a smile because he managed to seduce Ayana.
"Don't forget to bring a change of clothes!"ayana's words made Toyib turn around, returning to his room to pick up a shirt.
Ayana let out a long sigh staring at Toyib who was returning to his room.
"A kiss? In hold? Not even in the lyrics. Are you not interested in my beauty at all? Not interested in my body shape? Several times kissing unintentionally, Brother Dimas looks mediocre. No way, right, brother Dimas bananas like bananas? But he was never close to a man. My brother is also mediocre. Don't-don't.. Brother Dimas.. lest impotent? Amit-amit... amit-amit!"muttered Ayana shuddered in horror.
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To be continued