Marrying My Brother's Fiancee
EPISODE 46 PERFECT HUSBAND
Three days inside Raka's apartment in Leiden was really fun.
Sarah felt, to be the wife she should be and actually be.
Every morning, waking up with someone next door, sleeping soundly and quietly like a spoiled coiled baby.
And that person was the only one Sarah expected to be next to her.
Isn't that true happiness?
Being in the arms of our loved ones, without fear of anything, is the only thing every woman wants. And Sarah was already in that sphere of happiness, was there anything she wanted anymore?
Every night is a bridal night for both of them, Raka never satisfied make Sarah exhausted and thrown in satisfaction and happiness all night under the sky Leiden who always be the background of their intimacy.
Raka makes them seem to make love in the wild, under the stars of spring. They seem to want to pay off every distance and gap that has been created at the beginning of their marriage.
Every morning, the chatty mama is also like an alarm, calling happily, just monitoring the project of making her granddaughter.
"Mama wants twins..."Pinta mom.
"Indeed make a doughnut cake what ma, can be requested so." Raka answered while laughing.
"Mama wants twins! Mama's got two grandchildren, but no twins yet." Mama's mouth pouted.
"Indeed mama there are tips so, let Raka make five twins directly" Raka ngakak.
A pinch landed on Raka's waist.
"Are I a baby factory, who can get pregnant straight away five?"Sarah nodded half in whisper.
"Just calm down, I'm a standby husband, ready to serve and accompany any pregnant wife..."Raka Whisper.
"I'm not a cat baby, my stomach is as big as five pregnant at once." Sarah glares.
"You're still a pretty cat, let's keep your stomach as big as a drum."
"Well, pregnant cats are pretty?"
"Just mama wants as soon as mama's granddaughter to be. Sarah can't go back to Indonesia if she's not pregnant yet." Mama suddenly interjected from across there.
"Sarah's son how's he?" Sarah asked, confused by the spirit of this grandmother, about the matter of pregnancy.
"Close it first." Mom's short answer made Raka sumringah's face.
"Mama the best...!"
The morning ritual, talking about babies and getting pregnant is a favorite of Mama and Raka.
Sarah smiled to herself, her hands busy crushing potatoes using a sieve.
This afternoon, Sarah is cooking for her husband, swedish meatbeall with mashed potatto.
The last day of Raka's semester exam, she wanted to make a special lunch but the one in the refrigerator was only a few of these ingredients.
Luckily Sarah was creative enough to use what was there even though the ingredients were simple and could turn it into a delicious cuisine.
After melting the butter and putting in the pureed potatoes, Sarah added the melted milk and grated cheese and stirred it well.
"Darling..."Raka suddenly appears in the kitchen, hugging Sarah from behind.
Sarah almost jumped in shock, not expecting Raka to come without a sound and already mischievously hugged her.
"Home home?"Sarah turned around while showing her clasped hands, still clad in plastic gloves.
"I can't wait to go home..."Raka answered while releasing her embrace, but all the time landed a kiss on Sarah's blushing lips.
"How's your test?"Sarah continued her work.Frying meat balls that have been in shape from earlier.
"It's done...!"Raka was still attached like a postage stamp behind Sarah's back, who was only wearing a short-styled dress.
"Hurry up?"Sarah pretended to be indifferent to Raka's presence.
"The answer is, I wrote your names..."Reply Raka chuckled.
Sarah's face immediately frowned, hearing Raka's reply. She used to think Raka was a very cold ice man, who had no feelings, but now she felt very wrong about this husband.
Raka in his independence and maturity is a spoiled, romantic and slightly humorous man. And most pleasingly, he was so loving.
"Here..." Sarah scoops her potato dough after sprinkling salt. Then thrust into Raka's mouth.
Dutifully Raka opened her mouth. Then eating.
"How's it?" Ask Sarah
"How's what?"Raka raised her eyebrows.
"Taste??" Sarah snorting.
"Oh..."
"Cock Oh?"Sarah protested hearing her husband's heartless response.
"Emmm..."Raka approached, then slowly put away the spoon still hanging in front of her face.
Then her hands hooked Sarah's waist and her lips slowly stuck to Sarah's lips which glared in confusion. Slowly her tongue licked Sarah's lips with an expressionless face, then pulled her.
"The taste of potattonya, not as sweet as your lips dear..." Raka licked her own lips mischievously.
Sarah pushes Raka's body with a pouting face, feeling Raka has been playing a trick on her.
"People just ask, it feels salty or howaina, not that business." Sarah blinks her lips.
"Change the clothes there, we'll eat soon."
Sarah turned around while raising her almost overripe meatballs.
Raka laughed happily, managed to make his wife misbehave herself, then went up to the top with the sound of laughter that was still heard.
Sarah scowled, sauteing garlic and onions until fragrant and put evaporated milk and wheat flour. Stir it until it does not clot and add grated cheese, salt, pepper, soy sauce and English soy sauce and then insert the meat ball.
Moments later, the simple meal was ready on the table.
Raka had been sitting impatiently while his eyes could not be separated from the wife who went back and forth since preparing lunch.
His grey shirt has changed elegant casual Tshirt.
The two of them, eating leisurely, were like a couple who were in love drunk.
"Darling..."Raka looked at Sarah with a face that was busy chewing her food.
"Hm..."
"Do you really want to see tulips in Keukenhoff?"
Raka's question made Sarah stop chewing. Eyes sparkling.
"Yes.I want to..."Sarah looked at Raka expectantly.
"Get us ready for Amsterdam this afternoon" Raka said later.
"Bring clothes, we'll stay there one night."
Sarah immediately stood up and hugged Raka, the kiss in a row received by Raka, in return for the happiness he gave to his beloved wife.
"Thank you, sweetheart.thank you..." Sarah continued to kiss Raka happily.
"I would have moved some of those tulips here, if you kissed me like this." Raka pulls Sarah into her lap. Sarah's face was red.
"But, we're alone, yeah, that weird Aldert is not included in our tour package!" Raka said with a manyun lips, Sarah laughed at Raka's jealous style.
"Honey, this is a honeymoon gift for you, because I have been patient with being my wife, even though I have been so fierce to you and often hurt your feelings in the early days of our marriage" whispered Raka with a serious face.
"Thank you for following all my theatrics and madness without much protest, I am guilty of all that. I'm ready to pay for it for the rest of my life." Raka kissed Sarah's forehead gently.
"You'll pay it dearly." Whisper Sarah with a small smile.
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