Trapped by the Love of Leaning
Tiara Pressure.
"By, I'm gonna talk to you"
"By, there's something I want to talk to you about"
The two said simultaneously, Jason turned his head in wonder at his wife, at this time they were both sitting side by side leaning on the head of the bed, killing the night to then sleep in the arms.
"You go first" said Shirleen.
"You know what the hell my wife is talking about" Jason said, then he put his head in his lap, intending to be ready to listen to what Shirleen wanted to talk about.
"Anyways, I suddenly forgot what I wanted to say" Shirleen lied.
"Surely forgot ?"
"Yes By, well you want to say what, don't say forget too"
"Yaaa dong, my memory is not slow to your cake, can be a factor U" said Jason while touching his wife's forehead.
"Okay, it's good yaaa, continue who was chasing me once, already know I'm old still also menggejer-gejer where the cake maling again"
"Heemmm, still in inget inget, my bad turn is just her memory is very tight"
"that's it"
"Yes, yes, I am the one who pursues you, because aunt troubling anyway" said Jason with a tone made se*exy possible and eyes that are deliberately flirtatious.
"What do you say, you think I'm aunty girang what, this is the mouth you ask for in the ulek sambel keknya" growled Shirleen, during the introduction and then just dating Jason never called her aunty, where pake troubling anyway.
"Hahaha, it's just angry, bechanda By, it's troubling for me, so the aunt also already has me, already in halalin no longer excited" joked Jason.
"Wah nyari noisily you By" Shirleen then pinched Jason's stomach, but instead of the amused pain that Jason felt, so that his laughter was even heard jarring in their room.
"Udah already, it's By" complained Jason, holding his stomach.
"Son, you must be taught a lesson, there are no morals"
"For by, oh my goodness By"
Actually Jason could have fought back, but rarely did he see Shirleen happy with loose like that, had a lot of problems they went through let him give up little by little this sweet moment.
"Basically you yaa"
"Udah dong By, I can die laughing you make it so, amused to know" said Jason.
"Geli ??? I nyubit you know not tickled, what amused try ?" Shirleen was astonished because the feeling she had pinched was not tickling, did not hurt at all pinch.
"Yes, because your hands have no power, nyubit just do not feel, it feels like in the gerayangin, yes, hiii" Jason replied as he shuddered in horror, again and again, again, Jason was not satisfied to upset his wife.
"Jasoooonn you are so insolent, so perverted" Shirleen protested.
"Deket you I became a pervert continue By" said Jason who now has risen from bed and intends to run away.
"What do you mean, the more insolent you yaaa, a real fad" Shirleen also got up, she couldn't let Jason just run away.
"Weekk, our auntie godain dong" Jason has escaped running out of the room.
"Jasooonnn"
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"Ara, why should minjem, how much does Ara need ?"
"Five hundred thousand Om" he said very slowly.
"What do you do, how much dear, to pay what ?" ask Athar suspiciously.
"Eemm eemm" confused Tiara.
"Fra... Honestly, Om, for what money as much as that, you have paid SPP this month, or there is book money that has not been paid, say the same Om" asked Athar, asking Athar, the money from Rendi he still keeps in case of Tiara's needs, but because Rendi has entrusted Tiara to him he feels responsible because Junior High like Tiara it seems unnatural to need money in such quantities.
He remembered, his eldest brother had borrowed or rather asked for money on the grounds of paying SPP Tiara who was in arrears for two months, why Athar said asking, why, yes because it will not be possible to be replaced by Riska.
Although he gave it was Rendi's money, but if only Riska replaced it then Athar would save it back for Tiara's needs.
"Sorry Om, if Om does not have money is okay" said Tiara, then want to retreat from Omnya.
"Ara, listen Om, Om just ask for what not not to not want to give, but Ara must be honest, a child as small as you may not need that much money if there is no reason, but Ara must be honest, Ara will know your papa has nitipin you are the same Om, so if there is anything Om has the right to know" said Athar advising his nephew.
A speck of tears welled up in the pelupuk, making Athar even more convinced that something must be wrong with his nephew.
"Ara, what's the story ?" gencar Athar, his mind is none other than to go to his eldest brother, I don't know what else his eldest brother did to Tiara who was his own biological child.
"Om, when is Papa coming home from Palembang ?" tiara's sobs accompanied a question that Athar never thought would come out of Tiara's mouth.
"Ara.." said Athar confused, what else is this inner.
"Ara wants Papa Om, Ara wants to stay with Papa"
"Ara wants Papa, hysteria" this time Tiara was crying, she felt her saturation point was out of bounds, hoping to be loved by a mother but even the violence she got.
"Ara, Ara, hey Dengerin Om, story, story either Om what's up, Om here will always be there for you, soon Papa comes home, Om never asked Thursday if it's not wrong, Om here will always be there for you, later if Papa has come home Om said to pick Ara up directly" said Athar calm his nephew, he hugged Tiara lovingly, he joined in crying not only because of the fate of Tiara, he experienced, but because suddenly he also imagined how the fate of Misca who had already experienced the divorce of his parents.
"Hiks hiks" Tiara was still crying a mouthful, she no longer knew how to deal with her life, at home and at school as if it were the same, he has never been quiet since his parents decided to divorce.
"Udah, now Ara honestly the same Om for what money five hundred thousand, if the reason is for good purposes, Om have the money" said Athar.
"Om.." doubtful Tiara.
"Yes, tell me, don't be afraid of Om"
"But don't be angry"
"Tiara, if the intention is good why be angry, let's say for what, don't be afraid, there's Om, there's Papa too"
"Actually.." honestly Tiara was very hesitant to say it, a fear always lodged in her mind making her claustrophobic right then and there.
"What exactly is ?" cerca Athar's.
"Actually..."
Seriate...
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