Wife's Choice Mom
110 - ARRIVING AT THE VILLAGE

At 04:20 in the morning.

The barrel awoke from sleep, her eyes began to move slightly, it seemed like the woman's body had had its own alarm, before the dawn of the day the eyes were bound to open on their own.

Last night Laras was forced to skip his routine of tahajjud prayer because before going to bed he had sex with the husband so that his body felt less clean to perform the evening prayer.

The woman felt her body difficult to move, like there was a heavy object that hit her. He felt his stomach, there was a hand still coiling there, and a foot fell on his thigh, sure enough, Arga was still sound asleep hugging him tightly.

The room is still very cold because the AC is not turned off overnight, but the slender body of the woman did not feel the slightest cold because there was warmth gained from the arms of the handsome man who all night continued to hug and not let go.

Slowly, the woman pulled Arga's hand from her waist and shifted the thigh of the man attached to her thigh, heavy, it felt Laras had trouble lifting the thigh of the big man high, it was, but with great difficulty he finally managed to release the thigh of the husband who squeezed his thigh.

The barrel tilts the body to the left facing the husband. Looking at his handsome man. Arga's eyes were still closed, drawn by the romance of tranquility on that handsome face.

How his heart was not calm, the wife who almost disappeared from his life, has now been re-enclosed, heart, love, affection and even body.

The woman continued to look at Arga, the man's eyebrows were so thick that they almost fused between the two corners of the eyebrows, his lips were soft, nose was sharp, facial skin was clean and jaw was firm, very perfect in the eyes of Laras, a smile from the lips of the beautiful woman. She rubbed her husband's black hair lovingly.

"Mas, get up," he called softly.

Laras woke Arga, because as per his request last night asked to be awakened faster, because this morning they will leave for the village.

"Mas woke up, he said he wanted to wake up faster," Laras again called Arga while continuing to wipe the husband's hair with his right hand.

The huge body wriggled then slowly squinted its eyes and opened. His face looked crumpled but did not diminish his good looks. The man immediately smiled as he saw the much loved woman before him.

"Good morning dear," his voice rasped awake.

"Good morning mas" Laras smiled as he rubbed his male hair.

With her right hand, Arga grabbed the hand of Laras who was rubbing her hair and kissed her affectionately.

"Here!," Arga suddenly said pointing at his cheek with his left hand.

Baras frowned seeing Arga who had just woken up suddenly pointed at the cheek.

"Why your cheek? bitten by a mosquito?," he asked, looking closely at Arga's cheek and palpating with his left hand, was there a bump on the cheek, but nothing.

"No banging mas," he continued back.

"Here," pointed Arga back to her cheek.

"Here," the man continued, gently tapping Laras' lips.

The beautiful woman immediately laughed, now she only understood what the handsome man meant, when laughing like that, Laras was really beautiful in Arga's view.

Why did not he realize the natural beauty of the wife, beautiful inside and out, deserves his mother is very fond of the dim-eyed woman and did not want to let go to be a daughter-in-law.

"I often don't understand your wishes, '" Laras still smelled a smile.

"Dear dear, this is as a good morning greeting, good morning wake up, from now on who wakes up first, he must give a gift here.", Arga said again pointing at the cheek.

The woman gave a smile, nodded her head in understanding, and as usual, Laras always obeyed Arga's requests and wishes.

"Cups"

Very quickly the woman kissed and put her soft lips on Arga's cheek and immediately let go.

Arga looked up at his wife, the kiss was like lightning and disappeared.

"Hurry dear?" Arga grumbled but the woman pretended not to listen to the husband's grumbling.

The woman went straight down from the bed to the bathroom, washed her face and took ablution'.

After the morning prayers, Laras immediately struggled in the kitchen, cooked breakfast and did not forget to make warm tea favorite of the husband.

While Arga also helped pack the clothes and equipment needed in the village. Do not forget to bring a necklace and wedding ring that some time ago was released Laras when the woman left the house.

At 06:00.

As Arga had planned, the two men were ready to leave.

But before leaving, Arga had to call Rico's assistant, Laras who had been waiting in the car observing Arga who looked so serious talking on the phone.

After completing the conversation with Rico, Arga immediately entered the car and ran the vehicle leaving the mansion recorded on behalf of the Pearl Barrel.

"What did you say to Rico? it seems serious," asked Laras curiously.

"Official business, why do you always ask now, dear?" said Arga smilingly looking at her woman for a moment and then refocusing her look forward.

Baras turned to the husband who was focusing on driving.

"Well, tomorrow-tomorrow I will not ask again," said Laras then turned his eyes out the window.

"Don't love, don't.., if you don't ask me again, later I feel unnoticed, don't get angry baby," Arga persuaded immediately clasped Laras' fingers, his face pensively looking at the wife.

Laras smiled looking at Arga, his heart was happy to see the attitude of the rich man that changed drastically, now his attitude became very spoiled and very afraid if he saw Laras angry, sad, crying let alone injured.

It seemed that God was so fair to give her Fate, after undergoing many years of suffering from the first husband to the second husband, finally in this second she could reap Wisdom from all the misery during this time, being able to feel and enjoy the true meaning of happiness.

"I'm not mad at you, I can be mad at you, your attitude is always kind and attentive, I have no reason to be mad at you" she said, feeling warm in the hand at Arga's touch.

Arga kisses Laras' hand.

"You are a very good wife, I love you dear" she said, followed by a gentle look from Laras' dim eyes at her husband, nodding and smiling.

The barrel again circulated the view and looked outside.

"Mas, I want that!," pointed out the beautiful woman suddenly pointing at a cart that was on the side of the road.

"Ciiiitts"

Arga suddenly stepped on the brakes, immediately turning his head to the woman at the side.

"Darling, I haven't done anything to you yet" the handsome man looked at his wife unblinkingly.

"I mean mas?," Laras asked puzzledly, linking his eyebrows turned towards her husband.

"How could you eat rujak? Are you pregnant, baby? even tonight we just want to do it," Arga's murmur was astonished.

The mouth of Laras gaped at the rich man's words.

"Mas, people who eat rujak are not all pregnant, many men who like to be happy. Me and Tina also like rujak, we often eat rujak together. The proof until now that Tina and I are not pregnant, hmm, can I buy that ramjak?," the beautiful woman asked for permission.

"Don't!," Arga ordered quickly and opened the car door and got off.

The man walked to the side door where Laras sat and waved behind the window at his wife.

"Mas, why come out?," Laras asked in wonder.

"What fruit do you want?" the man asked.

Laras suddenly laughed at Arga, apparently the husband said "Don't" because he himself wanted to go down and buy the monk.

"Mas, thank you, yes" Laras looked happily at the husband.

"So what fruit do you want, dear?" asked Arga again.

"Jambu, papaya and bengkoang only mas, mas want rujak too right? mas himself wants what fruit?," Baras asked.

"I want thatuu..," the handsome man rolled his eyes towards Laras' chest which looked round protruding behind his white shirt.

Aghast, reflexively looking down at the chest that was glimpsed by Arga, the beautiful woman immediately covered her chest, while widening her eyes at Arga.

"Mas, why in the middle of the road is this mas still able to have perverted thoughts?," Baras still covered the two protrusions on his chest with both hands, he became very embarrassed Arga stared at his chest sharply unblinkingly.

"True, why in the middle of the road did I even see the fruit that was still wrapped? I should be patient a little, tonight I will see as much as I love, I myself will open and will devour it to the end..," the handsome man chuckled as he turned his back to walk towards the wheelbarrow without seeing the reaction drawn on his wife's face, having been red in blush.

Laras' heart rippled, hearing Arga's words like that alone had made his blood feel hot, what if Arga had actually touched the bulge on his chest, he said, The barrel closed both eyes while furrowing both eyebrows and biting the lips imagined it. The feathers immediately stood waiting for this coming night.

A few minutes later.

"Here's your order," Arga sat in the steering wheel, gave Laras two plastic crates and started the engine and continued on.

The woman in white opened the plastic box, stabbed a wedge of guava and ate it.

"Darling, did you eat yourself?" Arga swallowed a drool at the sight of Laras chewing and so enjoyed the dish.

"Oh yes, sorry mas..," Baras just realized.

The barrel pierced the jicama slices and then gave Lidi the skewer to Arga.

"I want to be fed," Pinta Arga did not take the skewer from Laras' hands.

"Yes, this..," Laras thrusts the jicama into Arga's mouth.

Arga tasted several times and felt there was salty, sweet and a little spicy from the spice, Arga asked again.

"Don't, baby, I'll do it again" the man opened his mouth.

Laras also returned to feed the husband, sometimes they accidentally looked at each other and both equally enjoyed and absorbed the gaze.

At 09:00.

They have arrived at home, in the village of Laras, from Jakarta they pass the toll, so it does not take too long, they have reached the house of Laras.

On the trip they also had time to stop by the mini market which is open 24 hours, buy a number of food menus, nuggets, corned meat, fruit, bread and all that is needed for supplies during the village.

Especially this day and tonight Arga deliberately did not tell Laras to cook so that the wife can rest and gather energy for the night.

At 12:30.

The two had finished everything, had lunch and performed Dzuhur prayers.

Both of them also rest and take a nap, this afternoon Arga chose to sleep in the room Laras, although he slept by hugging the body Laras but the handsome man did not disturb the wife because he knew, but he did not, Baras must be tired after a long trip.

At 16:00.

The husband and wife seemed to be very exhausted, not a single one of them was moved from sleep, not even the Ashar Adhan could be heard in their ears. Both of them were still asleep, the husband hugging the slender body into his arms. And the beautiful woman was so enjoying sleeping in the chest of the scented man's field that she also fell into a deep sleep.

"Tiin, tiin, tiinn"

The car horn is deafening.

Baras was surprised, his eyes opened and widened their ears to hear the sound that had just awakened his sleep.

"Tiin, tiin, tiiinn"

Back the sound of the horn was heard repeatedly, it seemed like the sound of the horn came from in front of the house Laras.

"Mas, mas woke up mas..," Laras shook Arga's shoulder.

But the man still did not open his eyes, he really enjoyed the cold atmosphere in the village of Laras because this month is indeed the rainy season.

"Wake up, there's a car in front, like in front of our house," Laras shakes her husband's shoulder harder.

Arga immediately opened his eyes and his consciousness had not fully gathered. But the sound of a horn that continues to echo in front of the house, making the man in shock run forward and open the door.

"Why did you open the door for so long? are you making out with your wife?" said the man at the door looking upset at Arga.

"Yes, we were sleeping, exhausted," Arga smiled at the man in front of him who had bent his face, looking partly wet.

Arga had just regained consciousness, and seeing the weather outside, was drizzling.

"Let's go in" Arga invited his guest in, who was none other than Rico.

Rico walked in, then whispered something in Arga's ear. Arga is also mangosteen.

Baras who saw the behavior of the two friends became suspicious, actually what are they planning?

"Honey, can you please get Rico's phone left in the car, but you have to wear my jacket for the umbrella so as not to get wet, outside the rain," said Arga took his thick jacket and covered the head of the beautiful woman.

Baras immediately frowned, why was he the one who was told to get Rico's phone, why was it not Rico or Arga who took it.

"Darling, would you?" asked Arga looking at Laras from behind the thick jacket that covered his wife's head.

"Well," said Laras briefly, with a heavy heart the woman walked out, in her mind increasingly wondering what the two friends planned.

The barrel opened the door at the steering wheel, where Rico was driving, how shocked the woman was when she saw who was inside, sitting in the side seat.

"Tina!," called Laras with a sparkling face full of shock and happiness, and got straight into the car, sat in the steering wheel and hugged his best friend.

"It turns out this is what the two people inside planned! and you also took part in this plan right?," Laras unraveled his embrace and then stared scowling at Tina who was smiling innocently.

"Rico forced me to come here at your husband's behest, but take it easy, me and Rico won't interrupt your first night, but soon we'll go back to Jakarta again, too," obviously Tina started teasing her best friend.

"What the hell are you! come on in," take Laras out of the car.

Arga and Rico had Laras pick up the phone in Rico's car, but both friends were surprised by Tina's arrival. And Laras was very happy with the arrival of his best friend.

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