Wedding Pay
Take care of yourself

Zicko and his wife were still in the room, Zicko gently peeked at his forehead and landed his ciu*mannya on his wife's bi*beer ranum. The two of them are in love romance, even the world feels both. In fact, breakfast time has been replaced with the pleasure of making love.

"Darling, the tail soup?" Lunika suddenly remembered her cooking.

"Hey we're fucking, baby. We're still in the process of junior Zicko, why are you thinking about oxtail soup? forget the tail soup." Pekik Zicko suddenly stopped his activities.

"Ah yes, I forgot." He closed his eyes with his palms.

Zicko, who was no longer patient, quickly let go of something that had been attached to him and his wife. Until there is not a single thread attached except a thick blanket that covers something plain.

With a touch of soft touch, Zicko treated his wife so shrewdly that the defense on both of them could no longer be held until it penetrated the defensive wall.

After performing his long ritual, Lunika and Zicko are still spoiled like people who are in love at first sight.

"Never play a drama again, I don't like it. If you want to play a drama, ask me first. Ye know? drama and real are not much different, except the drama is full of drama."

"Yes, I'm sorry. Speaking of which there is a drama full of drama, there is only you."

"Hem, it's up to you. Let's take a shower, get the tail soup up bland."

"Hem, I'm full."

"I mean full? ahah! yeah, I know. Oxtail soup, right? the original."

"Original? original oxtail soup? what the fuck? I don't understand what you mean, honey."

"Already ah, forget it. Shower first, you'll understand. The original tail soup that made it collectible."

Lunika was still thinking hard about what her husband meant. Repeatedly he said "original oxtail soup" thought Lunika. While Zicko immediately carried his wife without bu*sana to the bathroom. Lunika herself was still busy thinking about her husband's words, inexplicably making Lunika want to get the answer immediately.

"Aah! you know ah, original oxtail soup? mean raw dong? uh! raw kok. The heat!! why am I so hot on this shit, raw oxtail soup. Whataaa!!! goddamnit." Lunika said half-conscious of what she had thought, then looked seriously at her husband. Zicko who saw his wife's expression immediately laughed when the wife felt something about her and could catch what her husband meant.

"You ..."

Quickly, Zicko locked his wife's sweet bi*beer with a warm ciu*man. Then down on his wife's neck. The lower it is, the more crazy it is. Zicko, who was getting hooked, resumed his ritual in the bathroom. Lunika who was already tired, she herself could not resist. What her husband wanted, Lunika served him well.

More and more, Zicko made his wife part of his candle. Zicko was getting out of control, even something nearby was scattered somewhere.

'The new bride, even with mealtimes, is forgotten. The feeling of fullness seemed to have mastered its power. Unlike me, if you have not eaten like you want to faint.' Mumam mbak Yuyun who was warming up her tail soup after getting an order from her young master.

Not waiting for long, Zicko and Lunika had been in the dining room. With a bit of worry, Lunika covered her neckline with her hair unraveling and forward.

"Why isn't your hair pulled? don't you feel hot? hem."

"Have you forgotten, because it was you who were violent earlier. My neckline is full of your property marks, I'm ashamed."

"Why should you be ashamed, dear. In this house no one dared to comment, whatever it was."

"Let's go, I still have some shame. Let alone seen the same mbak Yuyun, embarrassed ah. It's okay with my hair, nothing falls out if it's not pulled, baby." Said Lunika who was adamant, while Zicko just nodded in understanding.

Not long after, Yuyun had heated up the food on the table. Then, Zicko and Lunika enjoy their lunch with Oxtail soup made by Lunika.

Instantly, Zicko seemed to be in disbelief while enjoying his oxtail soup.

"Perfect! the oxtail soup is very appetizing, baby. The taste is not much less with the recipe owned by Datuk restaurant, really perfect. Apparently you are proficient in all fields, not even just good at acting. But also proficient in terms of martial arts and also cooking. Tomorrow especially? ahah! yes, make me a kueh." Zicko praised his wife.

"Don't overdo it, I don't like too much praise. When it comes to kueh, I haven't learned how to make it. Because what? because I failed first, and now I'm giving up." Replied Lunika who arrived suddenly remembered when she chose to become a theatrical wife.

"Why surrender? from now on, I won't forbid you from studying in a field you like. But, you remain within my rules as well as my supervision. Not that I'm cruel to you, but I want to keep you from the people who plan to hurt you."

Zicko.

"meaning? I don't understand what you're saying. Who wants to hurt me? I don't think I have any enemies." Reply Lunika who does not understand.

"You'll never understand, if things haven't happened to you. All I ask and all I want, just follow my rules and don't protest too much. I know that you're a martial arts master, but I can't guarantee it." Zicko looked seriously at his wife.

"I still can't catch what you said just now, what's the problem? until someone will hurt me. Does Arnal? Hannah? your ex? or ... Aden's? or ... your own family."

"I can't answer it, because I don't know. What is clear is that many people are targeting you, about what I do not know at all. Since I'm not the type to accuse, I'm just on guard."

"Well, I obey what you have commanded me. As long as it's not wrong, I'm still following you. Because basically I myself can't just assume, and I prefer to keep watch."

"Yes, let's finish the food first. After this, I'll take you somewhere to study. Because when studying in the room, our minds will be easily tired and bored. Therefore, I showed you a suitable place to relax while studying." Zicko said as he fed himself.