Shortage of My Wife
Nia Consciousness

Almost two of the man's eyes fell from his shell when he opened the door. A crazy sight in his opinion. When the body feels very tired, little Yazid just woke up to see the weakness of Mita's body sitting behind her at this time. Maroon red lingerie is so contrasting with her white skin in front of the dresser there. Mita looks smeared body lotion on her arms and legs.

“Kak Yazid is home? Bathing gih we just ate.” said Mita casually.

However, the man he was talking to could no longer relax. Yazid approached and immediately locked the wife's body into his arms. The smell just rattled. Truly Mita really presents the most delicious dish for the husband.

“Honey, wait don't go anywhere. Brother wants to clean up the body first.” A flash of lightning the man threw his clothes and went to the bathroom. Mita chuckled amusedly at the husband who seemed to have been hit by a wife's bedding.

Not until five minutes finally the man came out and immediately carried Mita's body. Without any more babibu attacks were carried out. Mita seemed to enjoy the touch of a husband who was so crazy.

He kicked hard until they both ended up with the same body exhausted. Mita lay down for a moment before they finally rushed towards the bathroom cleaning themselves and getting dressed.

“Why sis, grinous smiles?” ask Mita who actually already knew it was a form of satisfaction that Yazid felt.

“Today you are absolutely perfect, Darling.” The two of them walked towards the dining table. Yazid is really happy. His cooking is complete.

“This is the result of my cooking taught by my sister's best friend. At eat yah?” Yazid was more and more astonished to hear the words of his wife.

“You studied with Nia?” yazid asked, feeling like this was all a dream.

“So from now on you can no longer eat anyone's cooking other than mine. Brother should protest what my lack of cooking is, period.” Yazid just nodded with a smile.

His wife if jealous about cooking likes to be funny. And that makes her even more in love.

“OK darling. Yasudah let's eat. Thanks well your efforts really to be a good wife big sister thumbs up deh.” Yazid rubbed the back of Mita's hand as they sat face to face at the dining table.

The two ate quietly, not with Nia. He eats alone in his apartment. Cuisine brought Mita became his lonely friend at this time.

His face looked sad but he looked smiling.

“Mita her son is also exciting. Sometimes I like the pepper. Naturally he was jealous. Am I overreacting to Yazid? But haven't we been like that all along? Mita should understand dong.” said Nia muttered in her heart while enjoying a meal.

All night after returning home from Mita's house, Nia kept thinking about her own words. Worrying about him and Yazid. Wanting to get away from it feels like, but Nia is not ready to lose her best friend. He is not ready to lose the only person who cares about him the most.

“Huh really sad my life. Will my path continue like this? Why do you always take what I have, God? What next my life will you take soon too?”