The Beautiful Widow Belongs to the Police
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"Mas, pesen food, huh?" asked Irma when she returned with two packages containing food from the door knocker.
'Why can't you forget. I ordered it myself.' Andre cursed his own act that even made the action of the wife keep the promise interrupted.
"Yes, Mother. I have no power to go out" replied Andre. "Here, bring the food! Fill up the ammunition first, let's get more excited." Andre grinned widely as he looked at the wife who was approaching him.
"Mas, don't tease me! It will not be new to know the taste, you know."
"Eh, don't dong!"
"Eat him diem." With bulging eyes, Irma placed her index finger on Andre's lips.
'Why am I the one who got back?' Andre said in his heart, but no doubt according to the order of the wife.
Irma gave a thumbs up with a smile that adorned her face when she found the man in front of her speechless, then opened the ordered food. They also had dinner together in a hotel room.
"Mas, be careful eating it! You sprained, you know," said Irma, seeing Andre who ate in a hurry.
Uhuk! Not yet Irma finished talking, the man was already choking on the food she was eating.
"No, right!" Irma immediately gave a glass of drinking water and immediately gulped down by Andre. "Be careful, Mas," he said again.
"Yes, sorry, honey. Now I'm careful." Andre smiled, then continued their dinner.
Although Andre said yes, but it seemed impatient to practice and enjoy the results of his search, making Andre devour all his food so quickly.
***
Andre and Irma are now on a white bed that for two nights back is where they unwind. Padded mattress with all room facilities and comfort provided by the hotel to each customer. The third night on their honeymoon vacation, Andre does not want to end in vain like the previous nights. Verboden's at the mouth of the cave, doesn't mean he can't explore, does it? If people say, 'many roads lead to Rome'. That principle is also embedded in the chief of the police, 'there are still many paths to pleasure'. He can still get his biological satisfaction without having to hit the verboden nature, as long as the wife wants to play an important role in launching all his affairs.
"Maybe?" ask Andre. He who was sitting leaning on the head of the bed looked fun playing the hair of the wife who was in his embrace. "But if you don't want to, it's okay, it won't make any more," he continued.
After the first action failed due to the arrival of the food deliveryman, the second action was forced to fail because suddenly his phone continued to ring non-stop until forced Andre again postponed the game. Twice the action failed because unexpected interference made the man think again, maybe nature will not allow if the wife felt forced. He should be more patient.
Irma looked up at Andre, looking at the man who seemed to be starting to get frustrated with all the distractions that were going on. "Why say that? Yes, yes!" irma said with a smile that adorned her beautiful lips.
"Really?" Andre who began to lethargy again stopped hearing the word may from his wife's mouth.
Irma nodded for sure. "Udah I should have made you satisfied with all the services I gave. Hopefully, I have no complaints against me." He looked deeply into the face of the man who was holding him.
"I never doubted that. But, we should turn off the phone first so that no one bothers anymore." Andre grabbed their phones beside him, then turned off the two objects.
A few seconds later, Irma actually kept her promise. Giving pleasure that the husband craves. Pampering the man with every touch he gave from the start of his lips and neck, creating a bluish red color as a sign of his ownership of Andre. Then, proceed to the place where the husband is very much looking forward to. With all my heart, without any compulsion, Irma serves the man who has been legally her husband until he reaches the peak of satisfaction.
"Thank you" said Andre while kissing Irma's forehead when the woman was in her arms again with one hand used as a pillow for the wife.
Irma did not reply, but her head nodded with a face that was increasingly creeping into Andre's chest, hugging the man.
***
Unlike yesterday, Irma spent the day playing extreme rides. The last day there, Irma prefers places to relax, but still drain the wallet of the husband. The place on this street is a shopping center around the beach that presents various trinkets and souvenirs typical of the area. Already various shops Irma stopped to look for souvenirs as a souvenir for the house people including Andre's nephew who is almost close to one football team.
"You are as calm as women, still if the shopping problem is attached to their souls" murmured Andre. He could only watch his wife so deftly take this and that, while passing on the names of those who would receive the goods. In fact, the woman did not feel the slightest bit tired of walking to and fro, entering the store one out again and then entering another store again.
"Really?" ask Andre to make sure.
"Udah. What's most, huh?" He stared at the luggage in his hand and also in Andre's hand.
"Especially not. But, from earlier you were confused by the name of the person, but I did not hear your own name. What, Ma'am, don't buy something for yourself?"
"No. Spending a few days here is more than enough. I don't need to buy anything" Irma replied with a fluffy smile. "Come, back to the hotel. We need to get ready for chek-out!" She pulled her husband's arm back to the hotel.
Both returned to the hotel. After resting for a moment, they started packing to immediately get out of the place. Irma stuffed all her groceries into the suitcase. However, the woman's hand came to a halt upon seeing an unknown paperbag. Irma did not feel like buying things from the store that was written there. He looked at the paperbag, then looked at the contents. There's a box of chocolate in it. Curious, Irma opened the box. His eyes glared perfectly, unable to believe the beautiful things before his eyes.
"Mas, are our groceries exchanged?" ask Irma then to Andre. However, he did not feel he was buying the item.
"It doesn't look like, why?" asked Andre who had been watching the wife while lying down, but pretended not to know.
Irma approached Andre, then showed the item in her hand. "But I didn't buy this" he said, astonished. "We're going there again, yuk! The people who buy this, must be looking around for the groceries." He pulled the dead man's arm out.
"For what is returned, after all, we do not feel snatched. Consider it a fortune of righteous children," replied Andre.
"Mas, uh, this belongs to people. We can not take what is not our right, even though we are tired of pu. What if something valuable ours is also lost, found by others and even taken by that person. We must be sad too. And now that person must be feeling the same way. If you don't want to stop, I'll go back alone. Wait here, yeah!" After speaking at length, Irma chose to return the item to the store listed.
He got out of bed, but his steps were soon stopped by Andre.
"Where are you going?" andre asked while he woke up.
"Reverse this!" Irma pointed at the item in her hand.
"Here, sit down again!" Andre patted the empty spot beside him.
"But—"
"Sit down!" andre said he would not be denied. "Here, stuff!" He asked for the item from Irma.
Irma immediately thrust it. Andre reopened the box. A smile adorned the man's lips.
"Do you like this stuff?" He looked at the wife whose eyes were also never separated from the things that tempt his faith.
Irma nodded slowly. Unwittingly Irma, Andre had paired a set of embellishments made of gold and pearls.
"Mas, this has people," said Irma so aware that the embellishment had been attached to her neck, ears, hands and ring fingers.
"This is yours" whispered Andre.
Irma fell silent, staring at the jewelry stuck to her body while trying to digest Andre's words. "My tree?" ask Irma not to believe it.
Andre nodded.
"I didn't buy this."
"I bought it for my beloved wife" replied Andre who made Irma flabbergasted. "Do you like it?" asked Andre later, and answered Irma's nod that immediately hugged him.
"That's great, thank you."