That boy is my wife!
How, a Kissing Flavor?

"So you already know, if your wife turns out to be a hard-line KPopers?" mamah Vivi asked as we were having dinner together.

Papi himself is just smiling but still focused on the same fried rice. He even added the plate a third time.

"Mama, is it wrong, if it's KPopers?" jiya said with a pouting face.

I was, just quiet. Listen and also observe the attitude of one by one people in this family. Want to come along, also confused himself actually.

"Not wrong. But you also have to know reality and life in the real world, right Fer?"

Suddenly Mom threw the topic at me. Which automatically, makes all pairs of eyes now on me, not least the devil boy who also looked at me full of curiosity.

"Eum" I finally answered.

Quite short, but indeed besides not interested, I also do not know the topic of their conversation about KPopers. You could say, I'm just afraid of saying the wrong thing and offending others.

"Well, Om Ferdi knows. Uh, but Jiya was surprised, Nadin could have just as much as yesterday said gini."

"Say what?" ask Mamah Vivi curious.

"They both said, Om Ferdi was like Yeonjun TXT. Doesn't it look more like Suneo, Mah?"

Hadeh, again this topic. Why did the little girl bring it up again?

"Suneos? If according to Papi, Ferdi is similar to your bias ituloh, what is the name Taek? Taek who?" chirp Papi, follow the drift suddenly.

"Not Taek, but Taehyung, Pi! Haduh, may my biased name cool abis and handsome like a Greek god, diplesetin rese so." Jiya replied with an annoyed look.

"But actually also said Papi, Ji. Mamah also agreed, besides, if you look around, Ferdi is very similar Taehyung, only the indo version and more local aja hahaha ..."

I don't know, I can only grimace confused eyebrows. He was surprised by the attitude of the three. Pantes aja, formed his son so kayak Jiya. Apparently the term about, the fruit does not fall far from the tree, it is true.

After dinner together, I'm doing the dishes with Jiya. But if you remember again, I think this is Mamah Vivi's plan with Papi, deh.

Just so they both know that Jiya and I are fighting again. Hence, they deliberately deketin, let it get along as quickly as possible.

"Om the holy one, Jiya the rinsed one." Jiya suddenly decided without asking for my opinion first.

Already so, he suddenly splashed water deliberately towards my face. As if, beating the drums of war between us.

"Ji!"

At first I only reacted by calling the front of his name. Like it keeps on repeating over and over again. At most an octave if really upset.

However, Jiya is still Jiya. This hobbyist little boy tested my patience. Moreover, instead of stopping when getting a reprimand. Jiya is even a person who will become more so.

"Again, you splashed the water again into my face. Abis you!" my constant threat made a smile appear in the lips of Jiya.

Byurs!

"Yes!" I shouted, when I got a splash of water from a glass that had been filled with taps and made the chest to the stomach wet.

I'll catch up with the pace of the rese boy. When he asked to play a chase, like Tom and Jerry.

Turn right, turn left. Go up the stairs, turn again. Until ...

"Because! Where are you going, you?!" I shouted as I managed to corner the rese boy.

Then squeezed his body near the wall in Jiya's beloved room. That way, the boy can't escape anywhere anymore.

"Ah, not cool. Jiya's time lost playing chases the same as Om Ferdi who was old." Jiya snorted bitterly, as she put her lips in front of my face.

Like flirting.

"You, why are lip-spinning so, asking to be kissed?" my word.

I see, Jiya's originally relaxed face suddenly turned tense. The restless boy even averted his eyes and tried to cut off contact with my eyes when he accidentally looked at each other just now.

"Why, why suddenly? Do you really want me to kiss?" Again, I teased him.

Wanted to see the look of an annoyed face adorning the boy's face at this moment. It's just, Jiya doesn't seem to respond to my words earlier.

He instead covered his own face as my face slowly approached him. So close, I saw reddish hue strokes adorning Jiya's cheeks.

Wait, did he just move because of me?

"Om, what does that kiss feel like?" the question suddenly, which made me follow in silence and think hard.

After all, I personally don't know what it's like either. I've only heard from Aaron that when each lip meets, then it links. The mouth is like being given such a soft melt of ice cream. So, the conclusion is that the kiss is cold? Like eating ice cubes?

"Omm?" call Jiya.

I don't know since when, the face of the rese boy was already right in front of my face. Padakan earlier the distance of our faces is still very far. Why is it suddenly eroded like this?

As close as our faces were, I could even feel Jiya's hot breath. Shit, it's interfering with all my systems and sense tools.

Just because of the hot breath, I already felt so opiate. Makes me want more, than just feeling this breath. I want something dirty and hot.

Fuck everything, I really can't take it anymore. And if it's to blame, I think it's Jiya who provoked me first to do it. Moreover, the atmosphere of the room that was quite dim made me even more want to hug the body of the boy tightly.

In that instant, I grabbed Jiya's neck slowly. Stunned him, as our mouths clung to each other. Well, just stick it.

"Close your eyes if you want to feel better. I promise not to exceed the limit" I whispered softly which made Jiya close her eyes.

At that moment, I felt that I was given her approval. Maybe it's just our chance tonight. I hope that I can make that boy will not easily forget this moment.

At the moment, she and I lost our first kiss.

"O-Om Ferdi, slow down ... Ji-Jiya could not breathe," she said softly in a raucous voice.

I was not very concerned myself and now turned to leave wet traces on the surface of his neck.

"O-Om!" said dotted.

I think I should stop him immediately. I'm afraid of obscenity.

"Huh, easy. Now you know what that kiss feels like. But, don't you ever ask another guy for this, understand?"

I saw Jiya who was still panting nodding slowly. His eyes were still so filled with a mist of lust, and his face was already filled with sweat. But I, must try desperately to prevent the demon who was almost tempted by the look on Jiya's face this time.