Rainbow In Someone's Cloud
Pdz30. Hotel room

"Why is it, hayo??? I'm telling you, his mouth shouldn't be considered." He took my hand back, as soon as the elevator stopped and the door opened. 

Kaf looked at the card he was holding, then stepped steadily straight forward. 

"It's curious." I followed. 

"I never open my heart to other women, because I already have a son Givan's father who is used as a destination. Continuing also the doctor's education is not easy, especially I'm speeding with the reason pakwa fear his life is not long and let anyone continue the effort pakwa after his death. Not no time to relax, the proof is hanging out in coffee with the same temen there is time even though not every day. Mama Aca said, it feels like women are just that. Mama Aca said, women are a test of life too. Mama told Aca too, if I am not rich, do not invite women to live hard. Mama Aca is a weak economics female alumni, so she doesn't want her son to make other women difficult. I'm always insecure when it comes to money, up to this high education is all parents' money. You know my parents are rich, but I don't want to be anything, I don't want to be unreliable to the people closest to me. I will become a man, I have the dignity of my profession, I am sure I will be respected by my wife if I can be relied on in terms of economics. After all, there has never been a story of calling the legacy to be rich. Make a trade, he said must be bankrupt. Purchased treasure, must be gone. The ends of money run out with women, at the very end of the money runs out unguided. Look at our parents, they're not fighting over inheritance. Dad moreover? Till nolak. The legacy of our grandmothers and grandfathers is end-to-end managed together, directed to build a dormitory, following the idea of Givan's father who originally had the idea. Built the hospital, invest into the hospital pakwa, to build the mosque, this is all kinds of necessary citizen facilities. Irrigation of dirty water is not from the village, it is from the field of grandmothers and grandfathers. Just look at it, grandma and grandpa's children are all educated. Everything is directed and all have their own business, although initially from the parents' capital."

But is there really a man this straight? 

"Yes, you never lose bad times?" We reached the end of the corridor, then chose the right path. 

Seram ya turns out the hotel, very quiet. 

"Early, so focus more on education. Because I was told all the risks are the same Mama Aca, if I continue my mischief. The role model of stepmom cake mama Aca, although many can not be exemplified." He smiled a proud smile. 

What is his mischief? 

"What bad, Bang? Ever been to a school, right?" I am a little surprised by people who have high religious knowledge, but still have a passion. 

I don't feel myself holy either, but my shame towards my God is so great. 

"Yes, Junior High in modern pesantren. High School package if not wrong, so step up to the college level, this is it. That's why at this age you have a title." 

Eh, but how could he have a good profession despite package school? 

"Until now, let's go inside." He stopped at room 123.

Well, runyam already. I'm sure he doesn't date like in soap operas, where he gives flowers and talks about romance only. 

"Finish first, mandatory. Dekhem slowly after peeing out yes, where tau pee water leftover in the channel pee. Later I massage the area of his lips first, let it stretch without pain and not hurt afterwards."

Huh huh? 

My footsteps broke down behind the closed door after we entered the room. 

What say? Any injuries? Why do I have to be hurt anyway? 

"Don't get hurt, I'll start and I'll ask, how?" My mind is fucked. 

"All women must be crazy about this, Dek." Kaf took my hand and led me to the bed. 

Ohh, if the honeymoon package has roses in the bed? 

"Next night we…. Ants." I'm ashamed to mention it. 

"Night? Can't stop saying dad. Booking until noon tomorrow, but if we are clean again later in the afternoon then go home is fine. Keep shopping, buy HP for Adek for our communication." His smile was so calming. 

But I know he's like that because he wants to. 

"Would it be called the first night?" I walked slowly, taking a long time to get to bed. 

It was impossible, because the bed was in front of me. 

"Are you afraid?" He opened the cover of my face, then took my hand. 

I looked at him, then bowed and nodded. 

"I must be soft, Deck. I bought something too." He opened his bag and took out a milk-white plastic bag that said 'may be cured soon' it. 

"It's a lubricant, this one doesn't irritate. No perfume, its pH is also safe. This ointment, it will be used after you take a shower, then I wear it so that the blisters do not get irritated. I bought medicine to drink, as a pain reliever. Later health supplement that I gave you last night, huh?" 

I'm so damn, I'm like I'm getting a prescription from a doctor. 

"Now pee, override." He let go of my hood. 

Hmm, I'm embarrassed. Even though last night and dawn he saw my hair, but it still felt ashamed. 

"I'm ugly, right?" My hair is curly, not straight. 

My biyaku is curly-haired, the real thing.

"Beautiful, smell again." He kissed my neck. 

I sweat, I'm afraid he's ilfeel. However, it feels amused. 

"Don't do that." My heart is starting to feel unsafe. 

What's it like ticklish like that? Is natural? 

"Sad." He got up and opened the bathroom door. 

It's like he knows all about it. 

I obeyed his orders. Not to forget, I wiped it with a tissue, before putting my clothes back on. 

"Udah?"

I was shocked, because when he opened the bathroom door there was himself standing in front of the bathroom. 

"Awhile, huh?" Replace him who enters the bathroom. 

Well, the less it feels like my heart. What if it feels scary? What if it feels traumatizing me? 

"Hi, why?" Suddenly he hugged me from behind, then his hand felt what was on my body. 

Is that right? It feels ticklish itself. His hands are two, but he can go anywhere. 

"Stretch right." He chuckled and kissed my neck back from behind. 

God, may there be a scene where Dad knocks on the door and picks me up. My fear is getting stronger. I'm afraid my husband's dark eyes are affected by his interest, because his breathing alone is very different. 

"You're going home." My lips were tight, I tried not to cry because of my fear. 

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