Buying My Maid's womb
Memories Enough to Be Memories, No Need to Repeat!

Since the test was written yesterday, Gara and Bening have lived in Gara's house for three days. Revi has not yet returned home, his busy life in the world of modeling and film shooting is crowded. However, the woman now contacts Gara more often, only to ask what Gara is doing now, has eaten or not and anything else that shows the woman's concern for her husband.

However, instead of being happy to get that attention, he became amused himself. Bizarrely. Because all this time Revi never asked such a thing, even when Gara longed for such a small thing from Revi, he said, the woman never seemed to care about even taking such a thing as a joke in the morning.

Since then the heart has become numb. Even when he was blind in the morning he got a call from Revi who asked what he was doing, Gara just said lazily.

"You don't get excited every time I call, Gar."

"No, Sela." Because I said honestly.

On the other end of the phone, Revi was heard exhaling roughly.

"When I try to make you dig up again the good memories of both of us in the past."

Because you laugh hard. "Memories are memories, Sela. Do what is repeated. After all, the memories between me and you aren't much, what should I remember? If it just reminds me to eat and stuff, then mama does it more often than you."

"No, that's it, Gar. I've been trying to improve our relationship. You don't appreciate me one bit."

"What needs to be repaired? It's too late, I'm still tolerant of your existence that is still there for me. Never mind, you take care of all your business. I'm not interested in opening a nostalgic space this early. There is so much more to do than just trying to dig up old memories that I can't even remember. Honestly, Sela, this is a waste of time."

Revi was silent on the other end of the phone at the moment. He was unable to reply to Gara's words. His heart was torn to hear Gara who was not impressed at all with what he was currently doing.

"Oh yeah, enjoy your day out there. Many of your friends are entertaining, so losing me will not have a bad impact on your happiness. Don't ask me to change my feelings again, because the dead can't grow anymore. Which memories are also enough just as memories, no need to be repeated."

Then Gara hung up the phone that morning with Revi who had not had time to reply to Gara's last words just now. Because himself does not bother.

"What is there to remember to try?" ask Gara wonder to the phone that is still on the screen.

Gara is more interested in heading to the kitchen, seeing Bening is struggling with all kinds of kitchen spices with lingerie that Gara bought for him yesterday. She looks so beautiful and seductive at the moment. He also still remembers, when last night because he asked her to wear lacy black lingerie, his young wife who was very young was innocently staring confusedly at herself in the mirror.

"Did it look weird to wear it, Mas Gara?" asked Bening last night in front of the mirror while rubbing his neck a sign he was riled up.

"Yes, it's weird, Bening. Because I now so can not resist the turmoil of myself when I see you with a look like this," replied Gara as he approached and grabbed Bening.

Now, Bening is still wearing that lingerie. Gara hugged her from behind with Bening busy with her cooking.

"I smell onions, Mas." Bening seems to try to avoid because he is not confident with himself that smells of spices at this time.

Bening just shook his head little to see that spoiled Gara's behavior was right on him. Occasionally he would rub Gara's arms around her slender waist. Gara enjoyed his time with Bening.

"In the near future the cuisine mateng, Mas Gara wait at the dining table ya."

Because nodding and then peeping at the nape of Bening to make Bening feel creepy himself at this time. He began to pour his cooking. She was also waiting for him impatiently at the table.

"Taste you always smells good, clear. Mas Gara can be fat if it is always served good food continues like this," the man joked to Bening who only laughed lightly to hear it.

"Gak papa Mas Gara became fat, Bening will still have the same feelings for Mas Gara," replied Bening honestly.

"What feeling, Bening?" gara Fishing.

Bening stopped for a moment the movement of his hand and then he shook his head.

"Say, Mas Gara would love to hear it straight from your mouth."

Silence again. His gaze met with Gara for umpteenth this morning. However, when going to express the truth of his feelings to Gara, Bening instead became blushed by himself.

"Good food, Mas Gara?" He tried to divert the conversation.

"Always good, honey. It'll be even better if you add the spice honesty to your feelings."

Bening bowed for a moment before raising his already blushing face.

"Actually embarrassed to say, but Bening also did not want to hold it."

"Tell me the truth, clear."

"Emmm ... If the feeling is clear for Mas Gara, like what husband and wife feel. There's love in it too."

"So, there's already love in your heart, right?" tanya Gara while reaching for Bening's fingers and then rubbing them slowly in his grasp. Bening nodded.

"Love you more, Love," replied Gara making Bening smile.

The two then continued eating them with joy. Because also have a surprise for Bening, later in the afternoon he will invite Bening to see it.