The Barbarians
Php

...HI BESTIII, I'M BACK!...

...Minal aidzin walfaidzin yak hehee ( ⁇ )...

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Arsen came out of the bathroom and went straight to the kitchen. Though still wearing a towel, even then only on the bottom only. Arsen's upper body was clearly exposed.

"Pake clothes first napaa siii. Cake does not have a shirt is you," Dumel Asya still wrote the list. Arsen glanced at him, "I'm thirsty so go straight out. What's the list, baby?"

"Udah kelar nih."

Arsen approached to see Asya's list. Arsen read them one by one while nodding his head. "Everything simple? Where were you going, baby?"

"If it can be simple, why should it be luxurious? For now, I'm gonna take a shower let's fill up on list number seven." Asya pinched Arsen's nose slowly and left.

Arsen let Asya and continued reading Asya's list. It's simple, but it's a lot of lists. Arsenic to wonder. "This is his will from the year when? How much is too much."

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As per list number seven, go to the first place both ways.

As Asya and Arsen are the traditional markets they once went to. They came back here today using the new CRF this morning.

Arriving at the parking lot, Asya got off. Arsen came down and helped Asya take off her helmet.

"Well...the cake of the market is getting quieter yaa?" ask Asya pout. "Maybe it is because now many are switching to supermarkets."

"Sad bangettt. We often shop here for groceries, Mom!" invite Asya girang. "As far as you are, while you are cooking I will eat."

Asya smiled and pulled Arsen's hand. Both are now entering the traditional market. The market is still the same, and it's not as fun as it used to be.

In accordance with memory, they stopped by the rice stalls in the market. Ordering the same side dish of grilled chicken and orange ice.

"Still the same seller huh, baby."

Asya nodded. "But maybe his mother doesn't know me" Asya whispered. "The buyers are many, yes time he must recognize one by one."

"Benerr also yeu. Gapapa deh forgets budhe rice stalls, which is important not in kamuu."

Arsen laughed then stood up for a moment to kiss Asya's lips at a glance. "Never forget u, baby."

"St! It's outrrr."

"If it's in the apartment, can it?"

"No."

"Basic hi!" The conversation stopped because the order came. They eat quietly. But because it had eaten, Asya was quickly full.

The rest of the food Asya oper to Arsen. Arsen ate his roasted chicken without protest. Instead of fighting it later, so mending Arsen just everything.

After paying at the food stall, the lovers went upstairs. To the place of the mothers selling accessories. They used to buy two rings and two bracelets.

Upon arriving at the same place, Asya's mood changed. Mothers sellers accessories no longer sell. Seeing Asya's reaction, Arsen embraced his shoulders.

"Ahh, when I was curious. Her mother inget dak yo is just like me. But even his mother did not sell anyways," complained Asya.

"Maybe his mother was already rich, so he was lazy to sell. Let's go to the next place. The cafe's up, right?" Asya shakes.

"It's still early, if to the top cafe is not exciting. Let's find some food!" Now Asya drags Arsen to the place where the fish are sold.

Asya bought two types of sea fish with a small amount. After buying the fish, Asya bought chili, onions and his friends.

Asya looks shrewd in choosing everything. Arsen himself was silent while carrying groceries.

Before leaving the market, they buy traditional snacks. Asya ate it on the way towards the parking lot.

"Mas mauu?" Arsen mangap, Asya put half an omelet roll into Arsen's mouth. "Sweetness, but this is delicious..."

"That's why I love you, so sweet. How's that stuff gonna take you, Mas?" Arsen turned his head ninety degrees. Two people came up.

Arsen gave me his groceries. "Save the fish first let's not fishy, after that just follow me again."

"Ready, sir!" The two men left Asya and Arsen. "Since when have you had a bodyguard, Sen?"

"Old old age. You're the only one who just realized," replied Arsen relaxed while riding on his bike. "That means I've been followed by a lot of bodyguards? To important people, I'm me."

"Yes, your important person. Most important in my life." Asya immediately closed the helmet visor Arsen, even though he also knew it was not enough to hold the salting. "It's weird, it's been often used as a modusin still often salting."

Arsen opened the visor of his helmet wanting to speak, but Asya instantly cut without a second thought. "Where are we going now, baby?"

"Where do you want it?" asked Arsen back, now his hand moves to pair Asya's helmet. Asya let Arsen and thought where else to go after this.

"I want to go to Jajann."

"Fuck hawk?"

"Blak."

"okay, seblak. What else?"

"Eh suddenly wanted watermelon," Arsen immediately looked at Asya in astonishment. "I haven't said it yet, baby, how come you're craving it?"

"Ngacooo! Oh yes, besides watermelon I also want apples, pears, dragon fruit continue the same mango. I want to make my own ice in the apartment."

"Buy it? You have soy sauce." Asya shook her head, "I made myself for tonight."

"There are also people who make ess nights. Yaudah, would you like to buy some seblak first or the fruit first?"

"Buy the fruit first to the supermarket, barutu we to the artisan seblak." Arsen nodded in agreement then told Asya to go up. Asya sat in the back seat with both hands hugging Arsen.

A little ignorant before leaving, Asya stroked Arsen's stomach from the outside. "What bread did you suddenly say???"

"There's in dalem. If I see clearly later tonight I show you," Asya ignored Arsen's words and continued to stroke Arsen's stomach. Don't know what to do.

Arsen was in elus feeling a bit of an uproar, but tried to relax and start driving. The longer Asya's hand gets naughty, Asya puts it in Arsen's shirt.

Right at the red light, Arsen stopped and held Asya's hand carrying her out of the shirt. Asya laughed a glance then put her hand back in. Arsen auto opened the helmet visor and stared at Asya.

"You check in now?"

"Ngacooks!"

Asya closed the visor of Arsen and changed Arsen's view back to the front. Asya's hands had gone out as well and was not holding on anymore. Feeling that something was lacking, Arsen pulled her and told Asya to hug her.

"That feeling was not given."

"The problem is that your hands are naughty, go inside," Asya laughed lightly at Arsen's words. After a few minutes, the motorbike returned to running and stopped at the supermarket.

Asya goes down, Arsen goes down too.

Before opening his helmet, Arsen opened Asya's helmet. "I can do it myself, baby."

"If there's anything I can do to open myself," Arsen smiled as he tidied up Asya's slightly messy hair.

After that, he opened his helmet and tidied his hair. "Not to be scorned either! I don't want you being chased by girls anymore!"

Arsen equalizes high with Asya and then kisses her cheek. "Don't worry, just show off the rings have escaped them. Yodah skip, come on in."

"Jajan in the apartment is still there? All of a sudden I wanted a snack," Asya said staring at Arsen. "Take it if you want, make stock. Some of you if you watch drakor also need a lot of snacks, right?"

"Most understanding!" Asya kissed Arsen's cheeks at a glance then took some of his favorite chocolate snacks and continued walking again. Asya took the fruit he wanted along with other needs.

Arsen followed without protest. And at the end, Arsen will pay for all Asya's groceries.

The groceries were given again to the bodyguard. Those who took it in the black car. "Well, I'm mostly snacking today. Not buying seblak deh."

"You just got caught in the supermarket earlier, that's not for spending today either."

"But I've bought traditional snacks in the market. Go home, huh? Let's cook lunch at home. We've spent too much money today."

"I'm looking for money to make money with you, baby. Want to spend money as much as it doesn't matter, look forward to me being able to find again."

"Yeah, you look again until you forget the same wife. Dah deh, rather than most of the foya-foya, cloud us tubes. For the future too."

"Judek. Then shall we go home now?" Asya nodded. "I also want to have a day bobo while playing the same kelonan as you."

"Okay direct gas tancap sampe home!"

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In accordance with the words of Asya last afternoon, finished praying and Asya dinner began to wart in the kitchen to make ice fruit.

Asya chopped up the fruit she wanted and prepared the ice for just one glass. Arsen was afraid to catch a cold he said, so later ask a little from Asya.

Finished making ice fruit ala-ala, Asya tried a little. "Eumm, delicious! If I sell ice cakes, it won't sell anyway."

Asya walked into the room approaching Arsen with fruit ice in her hand. "Assalamu'alaikum, mamaass!" Arsen turned his head, he smiled seeing Asya sumringah.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, baby. Good ice fruit?" Asya gave the ice to Arsen, "You try it. I think it's good."

"Not bad anyway." Arsen ate some of the fruit. Asya himself let Arsen and peeked into the laptop that was on the desk. "What are you? Design houses?"

Arsen returned Asya's glass and nodded, "Do you want to help or request something?" Asya nodded. Asya immediately sat right on Arsen's lap and looked at what Arsen was making.

"It's kerenn! I'm proud of you, honey!"

Arsen kissed Asya's cheek. "Thank you, babe. Want to request something, right?" Asya researched the design seriously while chewing the fruit.

"She has no requests now, everything is what I want. Continue dehh, I see," said Asya nyenyir. Arsen continued on and let Asya stay on the lap.

"I want the fruit again. Bribe dong, dear," Asya stood up and sat back down. The difference this time was sitting facing Arsen. "Tempting your faith?"

"Gak gituuu. It's so much better to bribe kamuu," Asya feeds the mango to Arsen. Arsen is no longer focused on work. "Baperann's base."

"His face is fishing."

Asya laughs. Seeing that the ice had run out, Asya put it on the table and then sat down again in the same position. "Nonton drakor gih. It's later if I can't bear to eat you right away."

Asya jahil! He put his hand on Arsen's neck. "The trailer isn't live yet, tomorrow it's airing. Btw, since you already want to join me in buying CRF, I will do what you want. So you just say what he wants."

Arsen closed his laptop and focused his gaze on Asya. "First, kiss me." Asya complied and immediately kissed Arsen's lips and two cheeks.

"I said kisss, not kisses."

"Not first. Okay, so you want something else?"

"You sure mo kabulin? I asked for kisses not to be dabulinized," Asya immediately pulled the nape of Arsen and complied with Arsen's request.

Just a few minutes, Asya took it back off. "Well, I'm following you. That's just you?"

Arsen shook his head and pulled Asya's back closer. Asya was a little surprised, but tried to calm down. "If I told you, do you really want to be in kabulin?"

"As long as I'm sane, I'm kabulin. What does Asya want?" Asya placed her hand again on Arsen's neck. Arsen smiled faintly, he slightly lowered his head to whisper.

"You baby."

Asya auto stiffened, he immediately looked into Arsen's eyes in wonder. "Mabok nih kamuuu. Yesterday's who said mo don't have whoaa?"

"Yyaaa akuu, but suddenly pengenn. How's dong?" Asya narrowed her eyes and swept her lips. "Seriously want that? That's not the other one? CR-V is gapapa, let's buy CR-V."

"It's baby, hehe."

Asya was confused how to react. Not ready for coyy! It's still too young for him, Asya is also afraid of not being able to take care of it well later.

"Where? Can you?"

"The other request is... huh?" Arsen dropped his head on Asya's shoulders. Looks really spoiled!

"Nothing else...." Asya closed her eyes for a moment and reopened them. Asya let out a long sigh, "OK on."

"OK whataa? Mayh?" Asya nodded slowly. Arsen cengengesan looked at Asya's expression. "Gas now?"

Asya silent. Slowly Arsen approached his lips towards Asya's lips. Just a few inches away, Asya suddenly pushed Arsen and ran to the bathroom.

"IT'S NOT SO!"

"I'm sorry, I haven't been a momm."

Arsen a depressed smile on his chair while twisting stared at the bathroom. "Php based!"

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At exactly twelve o'clock in the evening, Aska had just arrived at her house. He runs out of business but this time does not bring Zia, Aska is afraid Zia why-why.

Upon arriving at home, Aska went straight into the room looking for his wife. Three days without seeing each other, made Aska miss his wife very much. Aska immediately kissed Zia's cheek slowly.

Zia who fell asleep was a little disturbed due to her actions. Not wanting to wake Zia up at this hour, Aska decided to take a shower and come back out.

Seeing someone in her backyard, Aska came over. "Copy, mas?"

"E-eh, boss. sorry boss, this is not a ker— clock"

"Yes, I know. Relax, ajaa." Aska sat next to the head of her bodyguard team. "There's no problem as long as I'm gone?"

"Thank God nothing, boss."

"With the kids there's no problem, right? Is Asya or Arsen in a fight?" The bodyguard thought for a moment and then shook his head, "Given that I'm not around, boss, fighting either. But on several occasions, I saw a man who followed Miss Asya and mas Arsen."

"Men? Not Arsen's bodyguard?"

"It doesn't seem like it, boss. If Arsen's bodyguard I have a sign and know which one. This man did not follow them often, but several times I have seen. About three times as much as I see."

"Lumayan often dong it. Why not samperin?"

"That time ever wanted me to samperin, boss. But right in the date of his man suddenly disappeared. Is he not a man, boss?"

Aska laughs. "If not what is it, then? A ghost?"

"It can be, boss."

Aska shook her head still while laughing. "No way, my mom. Yaudah, thank you for the info, ma'am. The spirit continues to work yes let me bonus. I'm going in first, I'm going to take a break."

"Ready, boss!" Aska patted the shoulder of her bodyguard then walked in alone while thinking in detail.

'Whose enemy and which enemy this time? Who is he after? Arsen or Asya?'