The Heart of Old Menjakaka
140. Good night, my dear wife
"But why didn't you let me go first?" Steven stared fixedly at the face of the image that was wet due to the spray shower faucet. The girl is getting pretty and sexy. He also approached and bit the small chin of Citra. Feeling anxious.
"His mother is meaningful. He said he didn't need permission because Om was sleeping."
Steven pursed his lips. 'Mama sucks, same as Papa.'
"Yes, I'm sorry about you. But there's a condition."
"What?"
"You I'm ajakin sport."
"Tomorrow. I'm tired, Om." The image shook quickly.
"Good sport. On the bed."
"Can you exercise in bed? Less extensive, Om."
"Can dong. I'm the one who stepped on."
Steven took off all his clothes. His hands stretched out to pick up the sponge and pour the liquid soap. After the water they took a bath together. But occasionally he plays Citra's and her gelatin. Intentionally, in order to give a sensation and make the girl horn*ng.
"I suspect it. I think Om's gonna get me to make love, not sport." The image arm is circular at Steven's nape, now his body is being carried. Then slowly lay down on the bed.
"Just the same. We're both sweating."
"But the way is different, Om."
"But it's better, right?" Steven opened his wife's thighs wide, then he was planning to unite.
"Sshhhh .. Yes, anyway. Better, but more tired." The sizzling image of feeling Steven's belongings is perfectly embedded in there.
"Will not be tired. I will lead. You're just getting sad." Steven brushes chest Citra. Just now he was about to shake his hips, but stopped because of the sound of the bell.
"Who is that, Om?"
"Leave it." Steven doesn't care. He then swayed to the rhythm created by himself.
The image continues to sigh while crushing the pillow. Occasionally bruise her husband's arms, shoulders or hair. Steven actually made it float into the air. Enjoy! So good that he felt.
The bell in the room kept ringing, but Steven let it go until eventually people out there might get bored and prefer to leave it.
An hour they wrestled on the bed, the second round had already started when both of them reached the top. But when Steven so aggressively swayed— heard the sound of worms in the stomach Citra. Instantly he paused his hot activity. Sweat on his face.
"You're laper, Cit? Not having lunch yet?" ask Steven. Although stop wobble—but he is breastfeeding right now.
"Lunch is over. But my laper, Om." The image pushed her husband's head. To let go of Steven's lips. Very amused he felt, difficult to speak. His breath sounded stifled. "We eat yuk, Om. Shrimp. I'm tired too."
"OK deh. But tonight we'll go on again, okay?" Steven pulled his body which had been piercing Citra since. Then clean up the rest of their release with the tissue he took on the nightstand.
"Tomorrow again."
"Kok that?"
"Lemes me, Om. Doctor said I can't be sapped either."
"When did you go to the doctor?" Steven got out of bed, then picked up clothes for him and for Citra in the closet.
"So, before you go home. Oh yes, Om. I want to talk to you about something. But Om don't get mad, do you?" The image pulled his body to sit down, then saw Steven who was wearing clothes. He was wearing the same shirt as this morning. The difference is that his pants are long and his clothes are short.
"Speak what?" Steven's eyes immediately glared. Suddenly his heart was pounding when he looked at the face of Citra who was so serious looking at him. "Don't tell me you want us to get divorced? I don't want to!" Steven shook his head quickly.
"No. It's not that." The image shook faintly.
"Then what?" Steven sat on the bed next to Citra. He helped her wear both underwear and outer clothing. Black shorts and white tangtop.
"Don't tell me you don't love me anymore. If true .. You are evil his name. Though I really love you, Cit," added Steven who suddenly had a sad face.
"It's not, Om. But ...." The image gulped his saliva roughly. Then stroked his chest that was pounding fast. I don't know why he suddenly became nervous right now.
"But what?" asked Steven who was very curious. His eyes were wide open and his face immediately stiffened.
"I'm pregnant, Om."
Steven frowned. The tight veins on his face instantly saggy. And he breathed his breath with relief. "I already know, Cit, you're pregnant. You don't have to be so tense." Steven chuckled and pinched his wife's nose. He was so anxious to see the expression on the very serious image's face.
"But what about my college, Om? And ... It's not that Om doesn't want me to get pregnant, is it?"
"No need to think about college. That easy. You can still go to college. Just relax."
"Om sure? I'll be expelled later?"
"No. I'll take care of it all."
"But Om must be spraining I'm pregnant, right?"
"Ngapain. I'm just happy. There's Steven junior here." Steven stroked Citra's flat stomach, then kissed her.
"Eeemm .. but, Om. Can I go to college again in Tangerang?"
"When did you go to college in Tangerang? You're moving back to the old college."
"But I think I'd rather go to college there, Om. I miss Sisil too."
"You from now on don't share with him. And college anywhere is the same, Cit!" firmly Steven. Remembering Sisil's name, he remembered Gugun's name.
"Why? Sisil is good, Om. Even very well. I'm glad I'm with him."
"Because he's Gugun's sister. I hate him." Steven scowled, then pulled Citra's body and carried her into a crib.
"But Sisil is not wrong, Om. Why hate. And Om the same Om Gugun is not better, huh?"
"Who's word is better? I don't want to be better with him." Steven shook his head quickly, then kissed the top of Citra's hair. "I also believe .. if Gugun's intention to draw you closer to Sisil is to take your heart, Cit."
"Taking my heart what does it mean? I even found out yesterday that Sisil was Om Gugun's brother."
"I said no, no! Don't mean you can't and shouldn't be banned!" steven doesn't want to know.
The image only pursed his lips. Trying to end their conversation.
***
Nightfall.
Steven had just finished taking the vitamin medicine that Angga sent, then went up to the mattress approaching Citra. His wife had been sleeping since half an hour ago.
It seems like he was tired, to choose to sleep first and not want to be invited to make love again.
Steven pulled the nightstand drawer by the bedside, then picked up the black plastic. He also took the contents in it which turned out to be a handcuff.
Apparently Steven was really serious about buying that thing. He ordered after lunch and until before they had dinner.
Steven opened the object inside his box, then linked one of the holes on his right wrist. And next to it again linked to Citra's left wrist. The two of them were already connected and the handcuffs were really similar to police handcuffs. Sturdy and strong made of stainless iron.
I don't know what crazy thing Steven did, but in this way he can calm down without fear tomorrow morning The image suddenly disappeared.
"Good night my dear wife" said Steven, as he kissed Citra's lips at a glance. He also threw the plastic handcuffs in any direction, then slowly lay down his body beside Citra while hugging and closing his eyes.
...Strange-odd Om Steven 🙈...