Hot Duda: Love For Rangga
Bucin

Sacred laugh. "Don't be naughty, Mas. I just got out of the puskes."

"If it's been a long time?"

"Ih, you!"

"Are you not kangen?"

Uh! He's still the same.

The Saint trembled to receive my kiss on his open neck. His brown hair was darkened high at the top of his head. Very alluring.

But nothing happened. There will be no more mistakes.

"Mas..," he said as he pushed me gently, "I'm afraid we can't stand it either, and. later...." She shook her head. "Don't, yeah. I beg? I don't want to do that before I get married."

I nodded my head slowly and kissed her forehead. "I promise I'll hold back. For your sake."

"Trims, My dear."

"Yep. Let's take a shower."

"Mas..Let me take a bath myself...."

Oh, man. Adorable. "I'm just waiting for you outside the door, honey. I won't go in unless you ask."

"Well! Don't expect, yeah! I did want to ask for something, but that's not it" she said as she stepped out, into the bathroom behind her cottage.

I followed him, as I promised, I would not be remiss in guarding him for a second. "What would you ask for? Stay saying. Anything for you will give."

Suddenly he laughed again. "Know no, you don't look like you deserve to be called a mas" he said.

"I knew. But I like hearing that call from you. Sweet-sounding call."

Ah, lebay....

"Times?"

"Em, you're the only one calling me mas."

"But after seeing your face, it feels like...."

"Whateverb. I like it, really. So, what do you want to ask for? With shower?"

Ah, this girl. The way he said it seemed to tickle my instincts. Hold, Rangga. It hasn't been a long time since you couldn't hold back.

"Open the shirt, dong, Mas. If I don't see it wrong, I saw my name on your chest."

Well, I immediately fulfilled her request, opened my shirt and showed her my new tattoo. "Where is your name. Your name is Mayang."

"You, Mas. Still talking about it...."

Haha! He whines again. For some reason, I really like to see her spoiled attitude towards me. My cute buying girl. And...

Yep, I smiled on my lips, but in my grateful heart, it was fortunate that I had wiped Rhea's name on my chest. If not, beh! Can rattle this pretty tiger in front of me. He could sulk seven days and seven nights, even more.

"Why are you smiling?" tanyakanya.

"Why are you smiling?"

"Because seeing you. I'm glad to see you again."

"O yeah? It's been two weeks, how do you say it now?"

"We're really getting better now. Yesterday's...."

Byur....

The first bucket slid into the tub.

"Sexy," he murmured while grinning. Those brown eyes scoured my sixpack body meticulously.

I reply grin. "You holding? Hmm?"

"No!" His red cheeks held shame. "Here, don't listen. Fill the tub to the full, yes!"

Until full?

Hmm.. if in Jakarta I just turn the tap, can even take a bath with warm water. While here, I was told to draw pouting water from the old well until the tub was full. Still in the traditional way too, the bucket is swiped with a rope mounted above the well.

Huh!

For the sake of Holy love, Mama's son became bucin.