I'm Not a Seductive Woman
Kenan, Vicky, and Gunawan

Hanin blinked his eyes and slowly opened. The direction of his eyes was fixed on a sizable wall clock attached to the left side of his bed.

“Ah, eight hours?” hanin asked in surprise. She had not yet prepared her husband's breakfast or lunch.

After dawn, Kenan loudly asked him to repeat the pleasure last night. As a result he returned to serve the desire of the husband who was never satisfied. moreover, Kenan had fasted for one week more because last week Hanin was the arrival of monthly guests. Just as the time was over, Kenan pounced on him right away.

Hanin woke up, but his eyes were still sticky. He was still sitting on the bed accompanied by his husband who was still lying next to him. He tried to neutralize himself to be fully awake. However, the two burly hands re-embraced his waist with a breath on Hanin's smooth shoulder that opened and occasionally the shoulder was let out.

“Don't wake up first, Honey!” said Kenan in the neck of his wife.

“It's noon, By. I have not made you breakfast and lunch,” replied Hanin gently as she rubbed her husband's head.

Kenan still put his head on that shoulder. The man was very spoiled, always wanted to pamper Hanin and Hanin did not mind it, instead he was happy to spoil her husband.

“I haven't seen Kevin either. He must have woken up,” Hanin said again.

“There's Bi Lastri.”

Bi Lastri never bothered Hanin when Kenan was at home. If Kenan is being served by his wife, then Bi Lastri is taking care of Kevin fully. Fortunately, Hanin always stocked enough ASI in the refrigerator for Kevin if at any time the baby was still hungry.

Hanin turned to the face of her husband who was still on her shoulder. “You're spoilt anyway, By.”

Kenan just smiled.

“Gemesnya mgemorein Kevin tau ngga.” Hanin pinched the tip of Kenan's nose.

“Mandi yuk!” bring Hanin.

“Mandiin.” Pinta Kenan with a face.

Hanin laughs. “Iya. Come!”

“Assyik.” Kenan immediately got up from the bed and rushed to carry his wife.

Hap

“Ah, no need to carry, By,” whine Hanin, when his body floated into the air.

“Telates. I've got a new sling sulking.”

Hanin laughed while holding both hands on the sturdy neck, and Kenan. They were so happy to look at each other, then lowered the body of the candle after arriving in the bathroom.

Hanin is sitting on a marble sink. Meanwhile, Kenan fills the water in the natural bath with warm water. He also gave the aroma of therapy in it, the favorite aroma of the wife he also liked.

Hanin turned his head slightly to the mirror that was right behind him. He snorted in annoyance, as again Kenan scored many possession marks on his neck.

“By, how much really,” whine Hanin while looking at the mirror. “Later tonight would like dinner at Mami's house. Hmm ... shy, By.”

Kenan smiles. “Abis how again. I'm anxious, honey. I can't help but bite your neck let alone your shoulder it's.”

“Ish, really nice.” Hanin pursed his lips.

Then Kenan approached the wife he was sitting there. He took Hanin back like a koala. Both of Hanin's hands were automatically coiled around the neck.

Kenan tilted his head to kiss his wife's rancid lips. Quickly, Hanin returned the kiss until their two tongues twisted each other and a sound of sophistication echoed in the room.

Kenan brought Hanin with a kiss, until he lowered the body into the bath, Kenan just removed the link. Then he entered the same bath.

“Honey, accompany me to old age,” said Kenan.

They soaped each other's bodies and sat down in the bath.

Hanin smiled and nodded. “Byes, Hubby. I will accompany you until my eyes can no longer be opened ..”

Kenan immediately silenced his wife's lips again with a kiss. Suddenly his eyes piled up. Never imagined at all if someday they will be separated by death. Hanin was half his life, his soul mate. He recalled a long time ago, when the father left him and the mother and her sister. It was Rasti like who lost his way. Fortunately, there is a person who strengthens the mother.

“Don't continue! I always pray that God gives us the opportunity to be together longer, to see children grow up, to marry and to become a pair of grandparents.”

“Aamiin.” Hanin smiled, then advanced her body and kissed the husband's lips. “I love you, Hubby.”

“Love you more, Honey.”

****

In different rooms and different houses, Gunawan just came out of the bathroom and approached his wife who was sitting at the dressing table while drying her hair with a hairdryer.

Gunawan wrapped his hands around the waist and slightly bent down. “I like the smell of your hair.”

Kiara looked at her husband's face from behind the mirror while smiling. Gunawan seemed to enjoy the smell of hair and part of his neck.

“Shampo you use never changes,” Gunawan said again.

Kiara's hair was always this way and it was very intoxicating for her. He wanted to when his heart was still frozen, this fragrance that made his libido rise one hundred and eighty degrees.

“If I hurt you often.” Gunawan looked at his wife's beautiful face from behind the mirror.

The two looked at each other from the mirror.

“That was, everyone can change, Mas.”

Gunawan again kissed Kiara's shoulder gently. “I'm lucky to have you. Thankfully, I was at the right time. Otherwise maybe I'm already in a mental hospital now.”

Kiara twisted her body and Gunawan crouched down in front of his wife.

Kiara kissed the husband's lips. “Don't say that! I will always be by your side until death do us part.”

“And, I always pray that God will give us a long time to be together, to see Kayla and her sisters grow up, get married. Then, become a grandparent.”

“His sisters? Indeed you want Kayla sister how much?”

“Two or three possible.”

“Mas,” whining Kiara and Gunawan laughing.

Gunawan pulled his wife's body to be hugged. “I love you, Honey.”

“I love you too, Mas.” Kiara rested her head on the chest of the field.

****

In an apartment, Rea is preparing breakfast for a man who has only had a few days of her husband's status.

Thia and Nisa had already left for school at six in the morning. They've been prepared by Vicky the driver for the shuttle. The driver that Vicky took from the apartment security guard he was very familiar with. Of the six apartment security guards on standby, there are two who can drive and Vicky empowers them when they are off duty.

Rea's in Vicky's kitchen. He tried various tools there. Although Rea was also born to a wealthy family, he had not used expensive kitchen utensils like the one in Vicky's kitchen for a long time.

In the past, his late mother also had a bread grill. However, Rea never used it because the mother always prepared it. While with Nisa and Thia after sepeninggla both parents, Rea roasted bread using teflon or regular frying.

Ignorance of Rea using the toast, made the bread look all black.

Vicky laughed, watching the kitchen fall apart. He also laughed at Rea who was frustrated because he again emptied the bread.

Vicky approached his wife and hugged her from behind. “Why you?”

Rea immediately turned her body. “Mas, Sorry your kitchen is a mess. Keep the bread charred all.”

Vicky pretended to be sad while looking at the bread that was no longer white. “Well, what a pity.”

“Sorry, Mom. I've tried, but it's a charlatan,” whine Rea.

“Like this use it, Darling.” Vicky taught Rea not to maximize the button.

Rea scrunched his forehead. “Ooo. How are you going?”

“Ya, dumped,” jaab Vicky relaxing.

“Hmm ... very dear. Sorry yes.” Rea.

Then, Vicky immediately lifted Rea's face by pinching the end of his chin. “Hey, it's okay. It’s okay. You've been trying.”

Rea immediately looked at Vicky's sweet smiling face.

“Eum ... It’s okay,” said vicky again and Rea smiled.

“But what breakfast are you going to have?” ask Rea.

“I was full of your breakfast earlier.”

Rea hit her husband's chest. “I'm serious, Mas.”

“You're worried I'm starving?” vicky asked and Rea nodded. “Iya. What will you eat? I don't want you to get sick.”

“Oh, so sweet.” Vicky immediately took Rea's head and hugged her. “Sarangheo, Darling.”

Vicky knows that Rea is a Korean drama lover. Although to him this expression sounded ridiculous but to Rea it was excluded.

Rea loosened the embrace and looked at her husband. She smiled sweetly. “I love you too, Mas.”

Then, they hugged each other again and flashed a smile in the middle of that close embrace.

“Company me until old yes, Darling.”

Rea nodded. “Help me also make it more mature huh, Mas.”

Vicky nodded. “Of course, Darling.” Then he kissed Rea's head.