
Berliana folded her hands and stared intently at her husband as if she was still upset and angry at him. In her heart she forgave her husband. She had planned to prank her husband so that he could talk to her.
“I'll forgive, but with one condition !” ballast Berliana pulled out her index finger.
‘‘What Dear ? I'll do it and I'll give it to you, so you can forgive me !” Ask Keenan quickly and confidently.
“I want fried rice.” Pinta Berliana slowly. He knew the terms he proposed were very easy but very difficult for Keenan, because considering Keenan was a man who was only busy with a pen instead of a spatula.
“Of course, let's go to the kitchen later I'll have the waiter make it, for you !” keenan replied quickly because his wife's request was very easy for him.
“I don't want waiter's cooking !” Reject Berliana when she heard her husband would tell the waiter who made her fried rice.
“Then ?” Keenan asked confusedly. “Do you want to buy it outside ? Yes already let's go out !”
“I don't want ! I want Kak Tara herself to make it for me !” berliana's reply made Keenan round his eyes.
“Cooking ? that's right !” inner Keenan in heart.
“Oh Brother, this is for our son. I'm in the cravings phase of wanting to eat fried rice, and that craving belongs to our future child.”
Berliana was craving to eat fried rice made by her husband. Not made up for the reason of the terms of her husband's apology.
Heard the word cravings and it was the request of his son-in-law. Of course Keenan would gladly make it, although he was not sure whether the food would be delicious to be eaten by his wife.
Keenan then made Berliana's request, he struggled in the kitchen. The kitchen that was originally clean and neat is now changed like a ship broke because of his actions. And it made Berliana shake her head while watching her husband.
Berliana was a prank she secretly photographed her cooking husband and even filmed him then she sent him to Kinanta, her husband's sister.
Kinanta who got the message from Berliana he laughed out loud when he saw the expression of his brother who was cooking and the condition of the kitchen that was not worthy of being called a hygienic kitchen.
“I'm just funny looking, Brother Keenan is cooking for his wife. Look, it feels like he's fighting a war against the corona. He wears a faceshield so that his face is not exposed to hot oil.”
Kinanta and Rama's laughter broke when they saw the video. After that Kinanta put his phone on the nightstand.
Suddenly Rama hugged Kinanta, and kissed his forehead, and ended up on his sweet lips.
“Kak Rama.” Lirih Kinala they stared at each other. As if I knew what would happen next.
“But it's morning !” Kinanta tried to negotiate.
“No determination of day for newlyweds, Baby.” Rama again attacked his wife's lips until they both took off their clothes and returned in an equally innocent position.
Until there was a hot struggle a pair of newlyweds who were drunk enjoy the surge of the world they had created. De.sa.han and er.an.gan surround their rooms as if to indicate they are channeling pleasure to each other.
“Aaahh...aaahh.
Rama put forward her tempo to Kinanta men.de.sah was not because of the movement of her husband.
“Aahh..Brother Rama.aaahhh.”
“Ahhh...Baby.you really..
“Aahh...ahh...aahh.
Until the peak comes and they both mengue.rang long together.
“Aaaaahh.”