
The girl in front of Dusk smiled stiffly and reached out to accept the hand of Dusk. "Monday. Baskara's WIFE." said Dusk presses the wife's word so that the girl in front of him knows herself.
"L-lura that. Baskara's Indonesian friend." after taking off their hands, Lura looked back at the young man who had taken her heart from the first day they became freshmen. "You're married?"
Lura still could not believe her hearing. "Aren't you in a relationship with no one?"
"We're not dating." The young man took the initiative to answer.
"You guys are being fooled?" at least if the two were to be betrothed, Lura felt that she still had a chance because there might be no love for the two. Although he hesitated because of Baskara's attitude that was so sweet to his wife.
Dusk nodded in response. Looked at Baskara to answer him. "I've been in love with Dusk for a long time. But I don't want boyfriends. He wants to marry directly. I don't want to lose an angel as beautiful and as good as her."
Lura swallowed her saliva chelate. That warm look should have been for her. Not for another woman. His throat was choked with pain. Eyes warming.
"Ehem.. Congratulations." he said after clearing his throat. After that he immediately left the two couples without staring at the two.
Baskara just went inside his house. Dusk stomped his feet annoyed following Baskara who was arranging their groceries.
"Who the hell, mas. Really weird!" grunts with irritated pursed mouth.
"Friends. It was an acquaintance." Baskara didn't know his wife was jealous. He just wanted to see how jealous his wife would be.
"You said you don't have any friends here. Where's everything I-you an again!"
"He is Sumatran. I don't usually wear lo-gue he said."
Dusk throbbing in disbelief. How can the children of today still wear me-you. What else are college kids like them.
"And I don't have any friends, baby. We just know. Not close."
Dusk folded his hands together on the chest. Leaning on the pantry looked at her husband. "Not near the road!"
"Yes how, ayy. It's hard if people are handsome." he said arrogantly by restoring his hair back. Down his eyebrows with a smile.
"Free handsome if you can not take care of the heart!" annoyed that Baskara is insensitive with his dislike. Dusk went up and sat himself on the bed playing his cell phone.
Baskara washed his hands and approached the wife who was bending her face.
The young man rested his hands on the edge of the bed locked his wife who automatically put her head so that their distance was not too close.
"Who say I can't take care of my heart, hm?"
"If you don't love the green light, she can't be as brave as it is to reveal her taste!"
Baskara chuckles. "Don't he be brave because I never responded?"
Dusk clucked. Although it might be true what her husband said. It could be Baskara's indifference that makes Lura more courageous to show his joy.
"I'm so happy!" the girl pushed her husband's shoulder away. "We're going to LDR. Try it once, you never miss every night! what else should take five days and here obviously someone teases mas every day."
Baskara smelled his smile. The girl who thought for too long to accept her proposal. The girl who trembled in fear when she first intended to touch him. Now he is pulling out fangs for fear that he will touch another woman.
"Makanya, before separation, first a lot of love so that it can keep sahwat." whispered Baskara in the ear of the wife with a seductive voice. "The five days apart. Means five rounds plus one."
The eyes of the twilight heard him. Her hand reflexively pushed the husband who had come back closer.
"There are six rounds!" that's right. Twice he played it he was overwhelmed.
Do not remember her husband, if he was still a young man. "One day! overdosage if a lot!" add with a rolling eyeball at the end of the sentence.
"So my heart certainly can, ayy." he said sure. "Because nothing can shake my heart but you."
"But take care of the difficult sahwat!" his hands began to move touching the buttons of the twilight shirt which was immediately pushed aside by the girl. "Even some say, men if they can not stand his sahwat. Goat put on a negligee she wants."
Dusk looked at her husband with disdain. How could a man do it.
"This is what he said, Ayy." the correction was a gentle flick of his wife's forehead. Know what went through his wife's mind. "Just as a figure of speech. Affirming that withholding sahwat is not an easy thing for a grown man like me for example."
Dusk nodded reluctantly. The girl even covered her chest with a pillow.
"Yes, if you don't want six rounds at a time, split." he bargained.
Dusk raise one of his eyebrows. As a wordless asking.
"Sunday is seven days. But we only met two days and three nights. So divided by. One each night. Noon because only two days means rationed the same morning or afternoon can be."
The twilight is getting louder hearing it. "Maaaaz.. I was tired of five days of college. We spent the weekend in the apartment too! where filled sports mulu. When to rest the same way!"
One game is always long. It is impossible if not all day she was confined in the room if she followed her husband's game.
"There must be a time to walk, baby." said Baskara calming. Although he himself was not sure not to lock his wife two full days in the room after five days of fasting. "The bonus, Monday morning before I leave here once as a provision for nostalgia."
"Yahoo!" twilight Whimpek. "The one who married you! who said LDR ready is you too! why do I have consequences!"
Baskara dedicated without sin. "I didn't say it was a problem for LDR. But I didn't say don't ask for much" he replied with a winning smile.
"BASIC PERVERTS!!" twilight Exclamation hit her husband's face with a pillow. "Tonight I didn't get rations! tomorrow we start giving!"
The twilight spread itself and covered with a blanket to the head.
"Aayy.. Don't do it dong." whine Baskara pulled the blanket but did not produce results. "Don't be evil, ayy."
"Bodo!"
"If you don't give baby a way out. Give her source of life, ayy!"
"DO NOT WANT!"
"Hold me, ayy. Which is no problem. Yep.. Yep.. Yeah.." haggling again.
"Have it for yourself!" Dusk is still faithfully hiding in the blanket.
"Which is good." great-granddaughter Baskara with advanced lower lips and a clear face.
"Bodo very! learn to fast for five days. Try it once."
Baskara nodded in disapproval. Come and hug his wife until she is out of breath and yells out of the blanket.
"YOU WANT TO KILL ME, MOM!"
"Don't yell at your husband. Sin." he said softly. "I'm not going to kill you. I just want to make sure I get the reward."
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Huhuhu sorry can not make another appointment last night..