Waiting for a Girl

Waiting for a Girl
Part 40 ~An Awaiting A Girl~


In the afternoon Saifara and Celi say goodbye. Mother Harumi, her father Vier has also returned, there is already someone who will take care of Kaira.


"Is Fisha uncomfortable here?Why would he want to move?" ask Harumi's mother to her son, who is asking permission to move into the apartment.


Kainal shook his head hard. So that his parents looked at each other.


"Keep why?"


"Fisha is comfortable living here, well bund, but Kainal's wife is not happy. Moreover, we have a family, we should have lived alone. Fisha does not mean to move, this is also my will. We should just stay apart from you. Kainal will try to buy a house for us to live in, only temporarily in the apartment" explained Kainal.


Mother Harumi looked at her husband. Actually he was not willing, when the son-in-law and his son left the house, but what he said his son had a point.


Vier rubbed his wife's waist trying to calm down.


"Our part will often come to visit here" said Kainal again.


"Oh yes, they have a family too. They have privacy. Let them go their way" Vier persuaded his wife. Harumi fell silent, she looked closely at the face of the son.


The middle-aged woman nodded. "Yaudah is not papa, but you must take care of your daughter-in-law. You also take care of yourself, always come to the house yes," said the woman in the end.


Kainal nodded at the words of his mother.


"Yes, Mother, just calm down. Phisha will get bored in the apartment if only alone, if Kainal is working again. Fisha I'll bring you here to accompany you."


"Want fish?" ask Harumi.


"You want dong, time won't? Who knows if he also asked to come here to meet the mother and Kaira, Fisha did not not want to stay here mother, but she wanted to try to live with Kainal alone. He's also afraid of bothering you."


"When he did not take care of my mother, but you have. No papa," said Harumi.


"Thank you mother" added Kainal. He stood up and left his parents' room. Towards his room.


Kainal entered his room and smilingly looked at his wife who had just come out of the bathroom.


Fisha turned to Kainal. "What did father and mother say? Do they disagree?"


Kainal. Fisha sighed, she opened the closet to take out her nightgown.


"Yaudah is not papa" said Fisha.


"Dear jokes, they're allowed. Tomorrow we'll move in" cried Kainal catching Fisha's body and holding her by the bed.


"In the meantime, I want to get dressed first" Fisha said, wanting to let go of her husband's embrace.


"Let me put it on" Kainal's pinta took off the towel that Fisha was wearing.


"Kainal" cried Fisha, as Kainal's hand held her sensitive part.


"Let me, wear the shirt for a long time if you. Hunting in the wind," when Fisha wanted to get out of Kainal's lap.


"I'm a dress, I said!"


"Jaudah quicken, I go to cool," Fisha shivered. So Kainal hurriedly put on his wife's clothes.


"I'm sorry" said Kainal kissing the nape of Fisha's neck. He told Fisha to get out of his lap.


"Hair tie here" Kainal's pinta. Fisha gave her a hairband and then turned back so that Kainal could tie her hair.


"Harum really," said Kainal smell the aroma of shampoo used by Fisha.


"You likey?" asked Fisha, Kainal nodded immediately. "Ok, I'll wear this shampoo a lot."


Fisha turned around and smiled towards Kainal. "Hug." Fisha spread her hands. Kainal caught his wife's body and carried her from the front.


"Proven? I'm not a boy anymore, I'm strong" Kainal said, making Fisha look up and look at him.


The mummy shook his head. "You're still a leak, the leak is still a leak, you want to be strong or not yes still a leak," cried Fisha.


"The funny part."


"Do you want me to bite too?" ask Kainal.


Fisha shakes. However, Kainal bit her cheek, not the pain that Fisha felt but amused.


"Oh yeah, you're taking too long. I'll just be a minute!"


"Gemass dear," said Kainal.


"Dedek look at your brother, evil," Oh, Fisha, looking down.


"His grandfather was flabby, dear," said Kainal dropping his wife from a sling.


"I'm sorry, umi anyways same abi want bucin first. You have to be patient."


Kainal crouched in front of Fisha. He applied anti-mosquito repellent to his wife's feet.


Fisha just smiled and rubbed her husband's hair. "It's really good my husband, very cuncwit," cried Fisha.


The man looked up and returned the smile of Fisha. "I used to see my father giniin mother often, I kept thinking too. Later if I am married, Kainal also wants to treat Kainal's wife as he did his father in order to be romantic" explained Kainal.


"Any mother's father is very much the same mother?" ask Fisha. Kainal.


"Even I learned from my dad, how to be a nice husband to a couple. Dad is very affectionate with mother, father can not be angry with mother. At best if you want to be angry, he chose to cry rather than scold you. So no wonder anymore'kan, if your husband can make you melow."


Fisha nodded. "There must be a rich man like that, Dad. Thank you, you are willing to give private lessons to my father to make me happy" Fisha replied.


Kainal stood up again. "Whatever it is to make you happy, I have no problem" said Kainal pulling his wife's hand to sit down. "Can't sit too much, his legs will ache."


He put Fisha's foot on her thigh.


"You want to be a traveling massage?" ask Fisha.


Kainal. "No neng, mas only layanin neng Fisha one."


"What order is it?" ask Fisha.


"Don't know the hell neng, later mas angry with husband neng."


"My husband's bad, huh mas?"


Kainal. "It's very dangerous, he will hit someone if someone dares to disturb his wife" he explained.


Fisha shut her mouth. "Will be on what salary will be my personal massage?"


"Looky look, enough in love every night."


"Where are you, but that's my husband's ration. What if he's angry?"


"No papa neng, I will be a neng husband," replied Kainal with a centile.


"Udah-udah," said Fisha poked her feet. And chose to sleep on Kainal's lap.


"So you don't want to be my wife?"


"If my husband is angry how?"


"Wouldn't be mad at you."


"Jude, here's hug." Fisha hugged Kainal's waist, hiding her face in the man's stomach.


Kainal smiled, and clapped Fisha's head. "Comfortable?" ask Kainal.


"Yemen," answered Fisha looking up for a moment and then back to where it was. Kainal improved his position to make it more comfortable.