You're My Antidote
Weekend

The king groaned as Rani woke him early in the morning. It was the weekend and he recovered. But Rani mercilessly forces him to open his eyes and take a shower immediately.

"Where the hell am I going.. It's still early." the king sulked when his body was pushed into the bathroom. After being forced to release the winding on the body of the wife who was already fragrant and beautiful.

"Kan Mas said he wanted to take Rani to the orphanage." Rani answered while smearing her toothbrush with toothpaste and giving it to her. "Let's get to the day home, so we leave early. We'll have breakfast on the way."

King according. With a lazy movement, he brushed his teeth from the right side to the left and reached all the areas that needed to be cleaned.

"Friends just opened the cafe. Sell various toasts as well. It looks good if we have breakfast there. One way too with the parlors." The king offered his choice after gargling. Cleaning his mouth from the remaining foam toothbrush.

King remembers a former Junior High friend who emailed the cafe opening invitation. They were pretty close first. Unfortunately it must be separated at SMA. And the King did not have time to come during the grand opening because at that time he and Rani were in the Maldives.

Rani shook her head at the sign of rejection. "Rani bored breakfast bread-rotian, mas. Let's just find breakfast on the side of the road."

"Window on the road?" The king swallowed the horror. He was quite picky about food. And always put cleanliness forward. So, roadside food never goes into the menu choices that he will cobq.

"Yes. There is chicken porridge, nasi ujuk, nasi kuning, ketoprak, lontong greens and friends. Relax, guaranteed clean. It's delicious." anyway." Rani complains of all the food that the woman used to eat.

"What do you want to eat?" ask King. Not that he agreed to the wife's invitation. But he had other options as a mediator between them. "Later ask Bintang readyin at his restaurant."

His wife's expression changed. The king was already worried that if Rani's expression changed like that it would definitely not be easy for him to face unless he obeyed what the woman wanted.

The crackling that sounded loud further strengthened his premonition.

"Rani wants breakfast chicken porridge." stared at him sharply with both hands folded on his chest. "But on Rani's subscription! not in the restaurant Star."

"It's the same chicken breakfast, too, baby."

"It's up to you!" The king begged to hear his wife who began to raise her tone. Especially if the word is up to the sacred already out. A word that has a branching meaning and makes men considered insensitive if they do not understand the real meaning.

Do not want to be missteps just because of breakfast and ended in the wife's full day. The king extended his hand and held his wife in his arms. "Yes. Ja. We'll have breakfast where you want. Now you're out, let the bath first. Okay." he planted a kiss on the top of the head before releasing Rani who was smiling again.

Right, guys? luckily he didn't force breakfast at the Star's.

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The king had planned that day to bring his iron horse. He wanted to take his wife on a motorcycle in peace. Invite his wife to a new experience in their marriage.

The first and last time he hugged Rani with his favorite hotam motorbike was shortly after their wedding reception. When he first brought Rani to their house. The first time Rani hugged him. Although he brought both hands of Rani to circle on his stomach, Rani gave up without a fight. Or rather forced because of fear of the way to carry a motor that is no different from the circuit. Although occasionally he made sure his girl remained safe.

The king smiled at the thought of those memories. Opportunities he took forcibly. When else could he feel Rani's embrace without the girl knowing he wanted to be hugged.

"It's okay, baby? poor motor. Too long to be idle."

Rani sighed and lowered her shoulders. "Yes already. Rani change clothes first."

"Lho, it's okay to wear that. Can you?" The king judged the three-quarters of the robe his wife wore was quite wide. So it should be possible to get on the bike.

"Your laptop is high, mas. Danger as well. Afraid of her skirt spraining later."

As it made sense, the King allowed his wife to change clothes. While waiting, the King heats the engine to make it more comfortable when used later.

"Let's Rani be ready." a pat on the shoulder made the King turn his head.

"This time, don't resist!" threaten the King when he will put a helmet on his wife's head. Remembering earlier Rani refused and chose to wear it herself.

Rani chuckles right before she puts on the helmet. "It used to be the same as Rani. So where would you like to wear a helmet. Now, with pleasure my husband."

The king chuckled with anxiety. He lowered his hand again, he kissed the lip-coated nude lipmate. Making his wife glare and glance left and right. Make sure no one is watching.

"Less ih. Time is just that!"

This time the King was flabbergasted by what his wife was doing. Indeed, there were no warm messages or kisses. But the initiative of his wife to kiss him first was very rare and even this was the first time Rani had kissed him on the lips of her own accord. Usually if he asks, Rani looks shy and more often refuses.

Because Rani just quietly put their lips without movement, the King began to take over by sipping his lower lip and after a while changed his upper hemisphere that he pagut. Makes him moan because he can not do more, considering those on the terrace. Great opportunity for security guards to discover what they are doing.

"Ra-ni su-dah la-par" said Rani so the two lips each take off each other. The king still fell on their foreheads and set their breaths back to normal.

Help Rani clean up the rest of their kisses with her handkerchief and continue her intention to put on a helmet and lock it until a 'click' sound is heard.

"Are you ready baby?" The king turned to his wife who was sitting behind him with her hands round her stomach.

"YES!" answer Rani spirit. The king likes to see it. Seeing the cheerfulness and spirit of Rani, as if to arouse her spirit as well.

The streets are not too crowded. In addition to the weekend, the day is also still quite early in the morning for activities. But the King did not intend to advance his iron horse at high speed. He wants to enjoy the journey with his left hand piled Rani's hand on his stomach.

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