The Father Boy
ALA46S. News brings emotion
"I'm diapain, Bang?" Izza adjusted her breathing after being tricked by her husband.
"Some, go it alone." Chandra rolled to his wife's side, after she limped over her body.
"There's nothing you can't resist, Bang." Izza pulled out a blanket to cover her body.
"Click*a*s." Chandra lay facing his wife, then hugged her body.
"Bottom head twitching." Chandra fixed his property that was attached to his wife's waist, as one of his legs was raised to hug his wife.
"Not learned?" Izza rubbed her husband's cheek on her shoulder.
"They." Chandra tries to dampen his flame, which is still fiery because of the opium-making taste.
In fact, he did not feel tired of the body because of the severe sweating.
"Other wishes, but same as you." Chandra pulls his wife's jaw to make it easier to target her lips.
"Tomorrow, Bang? There's still pain." Izza tried to express what he felt.
"Heem, I understand." Chandra held his head back.
"I wash first, right? You wash too?" Chandra releases his wife, moving away from her naked body.
"Heem." Izza was still enjoying the warm melt coming out from within his core.
He glanced towards the wall clock, time was already near midnight. He only realized that their game was not so long, but so felt to his heart. Chandra not only spills n****, but his love and affection.
That night, they fell asleep hugging. The beauty of their love that mingles with a sense and warmth together.
In the morning, the two of them woke up from their sleep when the sun was already shining on the porch of their house. Instead of the warmth received by the large family, even they had the arrival of guests who made their hearts suddenly become hot again.
"Hey, I know my son's at home. At ten I just got home, I saw him go into his own house." Givan was unusual in responding to his guest this morning.
"But he was crying. He even said it himself, that Chandra made him this way." Rohan was carried away by Givan's tone, but he came well.
"Udah I said, if you come here bring his son! You've always been my nigger, but your son didn't come here. Gini, just go home, we'll come to your house." Givan was upset. He plans to reveal all the evidence about Rohan's daughter, in front of Rohan's family.
He wanted to teach Sekar a lesson first, before finally following up if Sekar again harassed their family. Not he did not want to bother, to take care of the family in the police. However, if about this sacrilegious matter will be returned to the local law. Meanwhile, Givan does not want his son dragged if the Sekar case rises to regional law. Moreover, it was clear that his two children and one daughter-in-law were in the same place. Of course, all parties will get a fair law.
He was quite traumatized for that, he did not want his children to feel his shame on display in front of the mosque and received a sentence that traumatized them to get out of the house.
"Is that? Okay, please come. I wait!" Rohan came down from the porch of the house, then stepped quickly with his anger.
Givan could not if just silence, he felt really disturbed by the problems of Sekar who continued to disturb the comfort of his family. He felt, Sekar seemed to want to destroy the household of his son indirectly.
"Wake up Chandra, Canda!" givan fell on the wrong person.
Fortunately, Canda was used to it and knew the nature of her husband.
"Duh, shame. Fear of disturbing." Canda is heavy.
"Udah, I will!" Givan overtakes Canda, then he knocks on the door of his son's house so tightly.
Brugh, brugh, brugh…
That, of course, disturbs the calm sleep of Chandra and Izza. They immediately floundered, with the appearance as it is. Fortunately, they had been fully dressed despite being untidy.
"Yes, yes." Chandra walked quickly to the door.
"Huh?" Izza panicked and followed her husband.
The door opened, with Givan's angry face clearly exposed. Izza immediately felt judged, because they woke up during the day. She was afraid of being blamed, then judged for not being able to prepare breakfast for her husband.
"Sorry, Dad. We.." They talked together, throwing eyes at each other.
Givan doesn't care about their perfunctory appearance. "Hurry to Sekar, prepare the evidence right now!" givan was quick.
"Yes, Dad." Chandra answered.
"Wait, hurry!" Givan quickly returned to his own home, having said so.
"OK, Dad." Chandra rushed to the bathroom.
"Sir, make what. Or, go to the biyung for food." Chandra gave the order before closing the bathroom door.
"Huh? But, Bang." Izza pulled her hair and held it together behind her ears.
"Why?" chandra from the bathroom.
Obviously Izza was embarrassed to come to her in-laws' house and ask for food. Plus, it's still dirty and not holy.
If she replies that she is ashamed, she worries that her husband is angry. Because obviously, Chandra is hungry and in a hurry. Of course, Chandra will be provoked by emotions, if he hears the protest.
"I'm gonna wash my face and brush first, Bang." Izza took the option to fix a bit of his appearance.
Chandra did not answer, but the bathroom key opened after Izza said that. There is no more activity, because they are both under pressure to move quickly.
After Izza felt her appearance was safe, she walked out of the house with an instant bergo covering her head. He was sure, his appearance was not quite as neat as usual. But, he already reflected that his appearance was quite polite.
"Assalamu'alaikum, where is it, Dad?" Izza was disinclined, when he met Givan's angry face in the living room.
"Kitchen" Givan answered briefly.
He was busy calling Hari and Ceysa, to get them back here. He wants to win in front of Sekar, so that Sekar silences and does not spread much bad news anymore.
He thought a little, was Rohan's accusation to his son. Because obviously, last night he talked to his son. However, he did not think if Sekar so dare to speak a lot of lies.
"Biyung..," call Izza in doubt.
"Hm?" Canda looked towards his daughter-in-law.
Sleeping pants, combined with his son's oversized t-shirt on Izza's body. However, the shirt looks one-third of Izza's hand. Supported, with a bergo hijab covering her chest.
"Ehmmm.." Izza realized her appearance was being noticed.
How else, he didn't bring much clothes. He forgot to move his clothes, because he was concerned with his skin care.
"I haven't cleaned up Chandra's bang house, Biyung. My clothes too, a lot left in my house." Izza bowed by hiding his palm behind the shirt.
"Oh, yes. No gas cylinders and all sorts, right? There is only a closet. Call Chandra tell him to eat here." Canda is quite sensitive to stomach problems.
"Yes, Biyung, sorry to bother." Izza was actually not feeling well, it was just that she felt helpless under the orders of her husband.
Wanting to buy food outside, obviously Izza was not confident with such an appearance. At least he had to take a shower first. Unfortunately, he didn't have a chance for that. Her husband is in a hurry.
"What's wrong. Make it ready for Chandra." Canda was busy again picking the green vegetables that he would stir-fry.
She was cooking lunch, and the food for breakfast was half eaten by her husband and her youngest child who had returned to school after a long vacation.
"But bang Chandra asked to be brought." Izza was embarrassed, if he had to speak clearly. She did not know how her mother-in-law was.
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