
Dera woke up at five in the morning feeling thirsty. The woman sighed, moving slowly down from the bed due to the pain in the main center of her body. After an hour last night, Daren asked for his return. Dera couldn't resist, because she enjoyed it too.
Given that, Dera's cheeks felt heated. He guessed it must have now been flushed like a boiled crab. Especially considering that Daren was so wild on top of his body, making Dera feel very embarrassed.
Already unable to sleep anymore even though his body is very tired, Dera chose to cleanse the body. He hoped that his body would return as soon as it was washed.
Nearly twenty minutes into the bathroom, when he came out, Dera noticed Daren still curled up under the covers. The girl just shook her head, then walked in closed.
“Hopefully after this, there is love growing in my heart,” muttered Dera finished wearing the shirt.
Said people, ‘hungan’ husband and wife is the main shield to tighten the marriage. Although Dera knew, there were others, such as understanding each other, being honest, and being open to each other. As important as it is ‘relationship’ husband-wife, and Dera just applied it last night. He felt guilty with His Lord, for indirectly rejecting the destiny He wrote.
Exhaling a rough breath, perhaps Dera should close the old story. Yeah, should. Because now, he's going to open a new leaf together with Daren.
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Slowly Daren's eyes opened when he did not feel anyone beside him. The man blinked quickly, looking around with a worried face.
“Dera!” call Daren. But it does not get the approval of the wife.
“Dera. You in the bathroom?” daren asked while knocking on the bathroom door, but again got no answer.
Pushing slowly, it turned out that the door was unlocked. From every angle that Daren looked at, did not see Dera's figure there. Fix, meaning the woman was in the kitchen. Butwhy? Usually Dera always wakes Daren up if the man works?
Daren began to think, did Dera regret having given the honor he had guarded? No. gabe. Even so, Dera must also know that it's Daren's right.
“Ahk. I better take a shower first, after that just meet Dera below.” Daren spoke to himself. She immediately locked the bathroom door and began her bathing ritual.
**
Although his body is still weak and tired, Dera still trying to serve food. There is no way Daren went to work just with breakfast bread, it stuck for a while, surely later the man will be hungry again.
As Dera was about to flip the fried fish, she felt a hand hugging her waist from behind. Dera held her breath as a warm gust of breath struck her neck.
“Om?”
“What cooking?” Daren hasn't let go of his embrace. Instead he sassyly dipped Dera's cheek briefly.
“If gosong later fried again,” said Daren relaxed.
“Om!”
Seeing the sharp gaze of the wife, Daren chuckled amusedly while peeping Dera's cheek back. After that, she let go of her embrace and walked towards the dining table. Daren watched Dera who was draining the fried fish, the man stared strangely at the way his wife walked.
As soon as he remembered about the incident last night, Daren's smile flashed. A memory he will never forget, at any time. However, his smile receded when he heard a small ringing coming out of Dera's lips.
“Why, Dear?” ask Daren while approaching Dera. The man took over the fried fish plate and placed it on the table.
“Ngak what. Just a little pain,” replied Dera.
“Sit first.” Daren helps Dera sit down. After that, he knelt down in front of his wife.
Daren looked at Dera's face that still seemed to endure the pain, the tiny lips continued to grimace. Really, seeing Dera make Daren feel guilty.
“What's that sick?”
“According, Om?” Dera asked back.
Daren. His hands moved massaging Dera's legs, making the woman snort bitterly.
“Om! That hurts my ‘itu’, not my legs!” furious Dera while hitting Daren's arm softly.
“Hehehe, yes, well? Sorry.”
Dera is just a head-scalp.
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