Waiting for a Girl
Part 22 ~An Awaiting A Girl~
Phisha put away Kainal's hand on it. Her body was completely stewed because of her own husband, in a constant hug did it not hurt?
"Uh,"his thesis runs into the bathroom. She would take a shower before making breakfast for her husband and herself.
After taking a shower he saw the clock on his phone. It showed at 8am. He kept his phone and walked down the stairs to the kitchen. They were bad luck because they finished the morning prayer after that njai and continued to sleep.
Fisha flinched when a hand coiled around her waist. He looked up and smacked Kainal's head.
"It's hard to cook if you're tacking on a mulu!" ketus Fisha's.
"Let the gini first" said Kainal, closing his eyes.
Fisha brought Kainal kesofa. "Sleep here" Pinta Fisha.
"Hug first," the whimper of Kainal swung his lips and stretched out his hand.
"Aah, gini very married ama bocil," Phisha hugged Kainal for a moment, stroking the mane of the husband.
"The gini balls have succeeded in becoming the Altar's son-in-law" whispered Kainal, biting Fisha's ear, and released his embrace.
Fisha snorted in annoyance, held her ear and walked towards the kitchen back. Kainal looked at his wife's departure with a mischievous smile, he continued his sleep on the sofa.
Fisha just stared and shook her head, and continued her cooking. After cooking she reawakens her kebo husband.
"Kainal let's get up" said Fisha, hitting Kainal's arm slowly.
Kainal rubbed his eyes, got up. He walked towards the kitchen, cleaned his face in the sink then approached the dining table.
Fisha fixed her husband's hair that was shaking and smoothed his face. "Fastly eat," Pinta Fisha made Kainal according to.
Kainal was ringing when the white cat entered the villa. Fisha hastily chased away the cat.
After breakfast. Kainal took a bath and spoiled with his wife in the living room.
Tong!
The sound of the bell made the couple who were busy watching in the living room turn their heads.
"Let me" said Kainal, wearing his shirt and walking open the door.
"Package? Whose package?" kainal asked when a courier gave him a package.
"Fisha Alsha" replied the courier. Kainal was also bearded and closed the door again.
"Fisha, did you order the package?" tanya Kainal gave the package to his wife.
Fisha shakes. "Sir" he answered.
"Tapo the package is in your name" replied Kainal. "Try to be open."
"You are" said Fisha, giving the package to her husband. Kainal took the scissors and yellowed the package.
They both stumble. And look at each other, see the package that contains a lingre.
"Fisha, would you like to put this on for a little while tonight?" tanya Kainal raised her eyebrows. "You want to thank the person who sent this package."
Fisha grunts annoyed. "Don't want to." Fisha shook her head, she found it strange to wear such open clothing.
"Ok" replied Kainal, keeping the package on the table and focusing on his phone.
Fisha watched Kainal at a glance and focused on the television, no one wanted to start the conversation.
Fisha left there carrying a lingre and plastic container that she was going to throw in the trash can, then climbed into the room.
He closed the room, and began to wear the clothes. He looked in the mirror.
"This is the seller's lack of cloth?" ask Fisha to turn her body. "Remember, just cover up the buttocks," when Fisha wants to change the clothes again. However, his body suddenly floated up onto the bed.
"Kainal," cried Fisha wanted to wake up, but Kainal instead supported her below.
"Let's take responsibility" whispered Kainal. Fisha covered Kainal's face with her hands.
"Don't want to" refused Fisha. "I took a shower, broke into the night. I want to take a walk out" Fisha smiled.
"Just please."
"The night of the promise" said Fisha gave her little finger to Kainal.
"Promise yes?" Fisha nodded. Kainal moved from it and told Fisha to change her clothes.
After changing their clothes out of the Villa intent on taking a walk. Kainal rented a bicycle. They ride bicycles around the beach.
Fisha hugged Kainal's waist. "Haha." Fisha laughed out loud.
"Hand hold dear" cried Kainal. "Eh... Slips."
Fisha laughed and hugged Kainal tightly, afraid of falling. "Yes dear," whispered Fisha made Kainal look down and stopped.
"Why?" ask Fisha without feeling guilty.
"Try it over again" pinta Kainal. Fisha shakes.
"Don't want to" refused Fisha.
Kainal looked left, right. There deserted her to immediately kiss the lips of the covered Fisha veil.
"If you want to say a word, love cue," Kainal dropped Phisha from the bicycle and grabbed her walking on the white sand.
"Cainal, you want a gulali." Fisha appoints gulali seller. Kainal ran to the gulali seller.
"The great is mine," Phisha's whisker took the largest gulali that Kainal held.
"It's all yours, I don't like." Kainal gave all the gulalis to his wife making the woman sparkle.
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"Do you know how Xaviel feels?" alya asked the man in front of her. " With men, but the man we're with thinks of another girl? You have always been there for me, but your thoughts are in Fisha not in me. Do you know what it's like to feel lonly?"
Xaviel.
"I know Xaviel, you want to be with me because of my parents. You just keep my word, I don't need your pity. I can take care of myself. I just want to be loved, not loved. Mother has gone far away, now I live alone. Everything has been taken, even you have gone Xaviel," cried Alya.
"Sorry" said Xaviel.
"Your apologies can't make my pain heal" Alya replied. "I hate you. It's fair that every time I make a blatant mistake you don't even get angry. Because your race is not love, but pity about my life, my life is ruined. Don't add to it" Alya said with tears continuing to flow in the corners of her eyes.
Xaviel wants to wipe away the girl's tears. However, on rough tepis by Alya.
"The world only knows me as a bad person, but no one understands how I feel. Everything comes only to hurt. Does the world know? My life is more ruined than the life of Fisha. Who is the perfect woman who does not want to be in her position? Loved greatly with the man she said loved me, in love by her family, loved by her husband. I want to live with Fisha, I want her destiny!" Alya. "I want to be a Fisha, do you feel sorry for me? Don't give me a fake love. Just give Fisha's destiny to me. I'll forgive you, when his life and destiny move on to me."
"That's impossible, Alya. Don't be like this!"
Alya laughed very hard. "Ok, I'll let Fisha live happily with her husband for a few days. Readers will know where their happiness ends. An Alya would destroy his happiness. Me and Fisha will be equally good." Alya smiling devil.