Elementary School Teacher? Oh My Hot!
A Bunch of Mountain Flowers for Cherly

The noise from outside the house sounded boisterous. Sorai's cheers and the conversation interspersed with jokes came from workers who had just arrived from the mountain.

They all hunt using traps that have been installed at the entrance of the North lane of a very large plantation owned by Barra.

Some wild boar or hedgehog might get caught in it.

So that their voices spread boisterously because they got a large supply of meat for supplies in the next few days.

Rudy! The chef brought several thick plastic bags of red meat.

Walk towards the food storage warehouse with carefree steps. There is a freezer that is turned on regularly. With the help of a 6000 volt diesel engine. As the provision of lighting facilities and help support in household activities.

Cherly and Bu Ani will most likely turn on the blender alone . When smoothing their kitchen seasonings.

While rice is cooked by being cooked using firewood. So that the rice is more fluffy and very fragrant.

Water is also cooked in the fireplace. And Bu Ani prefers to cook Traditionally as is often done in the old Barra plantation house with Ibu Siti and Pak Jana.

The day has shown at 21 pm past 12 minutes.

Cherly curled up under her blanket.

While the two guests were still in the guest room near the workers' pavilion. No one would dare to say anything about the two guest women to Barra.

Barra will turn rude and very temperamental if he offends his personal problems.

Especially when Barra came home tired after holding patrols around the eastern forest.

With his long steps straight towards his son's room. There Barra sees Sam reading a book and Banta Malik has fallen asleep in his ballbox with music clanging.

With the cool room temperature cradling the child comfortably asleep. And Sam will probably look after his son until the morning with a strange way of sleeping.

He could even close his eyes half-awakely while reading a book.

Doctors say. Sam's nerves can fall asleep while he's still half conscious. Because it has become accustomed in a state that is asleep in such a way.

Banta Malik sleeps very well with his face down. One of the traits of a stubborn man! And it's like the nature of the Father.

Barra shook her head slowly looking at the two different humans of that generation. In a different pose. Barra loves them both in her own way.Without showing excessive indulgence. Educate them both in their own way.

Last afternoon Sam had invited his son to play ball with Adrian since the afternoon break on the grassy slopes of the hill until almost dark.

Banta Malik was very happy and continued to move agile and went home asleep until night. Inside Sam's sling. Sa'at saw the two female guests when Sam came home, put Banta Malik in the box and immediately met the two women.

Who came as a guest to make Cherly hurt.

Sam hated seeing those two guests. Until choosing to stay in the room to keep Banta Malik asleep.

Barra walked towards her room. Without knowing who has come and now it is possible that Zheba and Maya are setting up a strategy for the next step. In Barra's guest room.

Ms. Ani and Mr. Joy have prepared a room for Zheba and Maya on Cherly's orders.

Waiting for Barra to come home . And tomorrow will start with that really unimportant meeting.

Barra pushed the door of the room.

And looked at his wife who had coiled up covered by her blanket.

Cherly was still wearing a towel wrapped around her body. Under the blanket.

He had no power to move his body that felt so weak! "Mama! Cherly wants to go home, "Whisper on her pillow wet with tears.

He longs for all the serenity and beauty with his family and friends.

"Trude! Grace! get Cherly! It's not strong anymore Trud! "Whisper with a trembling voice.

Rubbed his eyes with the end of his blanket.

The big arm touched his shoulder gently.

The smell of the man slurped his nose.

Mixed with the masculine smell of sweat that feels familiar in his body.

"Chers! You're asleep!"Whisper slowly. Barra feels weird! Usually his wife at this hour is still waiting for him in the guest room and tells a lot when asking, Whether Menjangan and Deer are the same . or whether Tapir and Tenuk are also the same animal.

Like when Cherly asked again. If Kancil and Pelanduk are the same!

Barra touched his wife's forehead. Which feels a little hot.

"You sick?" Ask Barra again . Cherly fell silent and increasingly close her face.

It made Barra even more worried.

Slowly remove Cherly's blanket. Making her eyes darken, When she saw the cloth towel that wrapped around Cherly's beautiful body come off, painting one real shadow. And easily touched by the hands. And deliciously branded by the tongue.Slapped full of temptation.

Barra's hand caressed Cherly's delicate skin involuntarily. With his jakun moving up.

Slowly he grabbed Cherly's body to see her face which he always liked most of the time.

And Barra flinched when she saw Cherly's face with puffy eyes.

"Why cry hmm," he said in a hoarse voice.

Cupping his wife's two cheeks with his wide palms and big fingers.

Removing Cherly's clear rolling Tears.

" Do you miss Mama and Truddie or Grace?"Said again.

Cherly did not answer .

His throat was dry and his tongue was dry.

But with a faltering voice, he tried to say to Barra.

"Barr! Maya and Zheba are coming! That afternoon! the woman seemed to miss you so much, "She said in a sad voice in Barra's chest. Hearing her husband's heartbeat behind his clothes that felt moist by sweat.

Barra was silent, Clenching his two jaws that seemed to be moving. Marked indignation.

Stretching her arms to look at Cherly's face .

With a flushed face squeezing Cherly's tiny fingers. As if giving strength to his wife.

" You're crying about this useless thing? Listen Cherly! You don't have to think about anything related to them! I've told you many times! That's the part of my past that I've left behind and it's impossible to go back! Lookatme! Whether you see my honesty or not! You mean more to me Cher! Don't cry anymore, okay?" Barra assured Cherly.

Cherly looked at her husband with dimmed eyes.

The face of Barra who is male with the eyes of his eagle in line with his thick eyebrow fur that looks sangar but very fond of him.

With her thin lips that hold the mystery of the power it always cradles Cherly without accompanying the seduction gombal.Barra said as it is. Not flowering flowers in his treat.

Barra stared intently at Cherly's wide and beautiful eyes under the long flick of her eyelashes.

With her lips starting to turn red. Not as pale as usual. The nausea and vomiting did not affect his extremely beautiful face.

Barra rubbed his wife's open shoulder.

Feeling the smoothness of Cherly's skin under her large, rough palms. Full of calluses that are very thick, because they often work hard in the forest and in the vast plantation of his.

"Cherly, I've always wanted to touch you!" Whisper again.

With the movement as beautiful as a dance in the cold snow.

Stabbing those reddened lips so voraciously.

Mumbling in obscure language. Sweeping the rest of his wife's tears with a rough and hot swipe of her tongue. Cherly embeds herself softened like a silk cloth ready for ironing. Smooth soft and drooping in Barra's lap full of passion tempestuous.

Take him to the high mountain. Enjoy the warm sun that burns her hot skin.

cherly's body is curved like a dancer.

Her wet lips look flushed open beautifully burning despair inside Barra's increasingly longing body.

Continued like a relentless search. Cherly's groans sounded soft like the sound of a shrill Puput from the middle of Padang draped in Barra's ear. Which continues to advance. Carrying his white horse running towards the invisible Garden of Heaven. But very felt by the taste buds.

Making a sinking grunts Cherly's hair like silk.

Cherly's body, like a night lute, is buzzing song after song. Following a fast rhythm. Controlled by the poet to achieve beautiful nirvana.

Unrelenting miracles.

And as the flames splashed burning the two bodies began to die down Barra looked at Cherly who was sprawled with a painting of her rainbow body. Curved in her husband's arms.

Sweat drenched in their night blankets.

Barra peeked at Cherly's forehead which was now staring at her with her increasingly heavy eyes.

"Barre! I was sleepy," His whisper was almost inaudible as his eyes closed after the storm arrived.

Barra nodded and kissed Cherly's lips for a long time.

"Cherley! Staywith me! I will always take care of you" Barra promised.

While staring at the edelweiss flower he brought from the steep mountain cliff. Which is now in a flower pot filled with water, and some will be dried in a thick book.

Until always durable.

Special will be dedicated to the wife.

His great little wife.

His little wife is always ready whenever she needs him.

Cherly was always flirting in her mind.

Barra's feelings remain smoldering in close proximity or distance.

Cherly remained the same filling her heart.

A marriage neither wanted. Now it's hot and tempestuous.

Barra enveloped Cherly's beautifully stretched body.

Barra was even jealous of Plafond in his room who saw his wife's beautiful body.

Barra is powerless when Cherly will one day walk away from him.

Barra had to make an important decision for the two guest ladies.

Zheba and Maya.