The Macau Love Story
what a lovely morning

I stared at the bed, there was a papa from my son. I was sitting on a long sofa not far from my bed. While biting the bread with a spread of chocolate slai, and enjoy a glass of milk. Fresh bread salain with pineapple slai stuffing, sliced tomatoes, and cucumbers, on the table there is also a cup of milk tea that still reflects the smoke.

Even though I was pregnant with her child, but as if I could not believe the presence of mas Pandu.

Not long after, he got up from his sleep, then sat on the edge of the bed with his eyes still half closed, complete with his messy hair. He sighed while yawning, I'm sure he's still sleepy, considering last night the man got home in the middle of the night.

"Cou san" I said with a smile

He turned his face towards me, with the condition of his eyes still narrowing, then nodded "Cou san" he replied in a raucous voice.

I felt last night was a different night than the previous three nights. I, who was always pregnant, could not sleep until late at night, was suddenly shocked by the open door and displayed a mas Pandu behind the door. Suddenly my lips smiled. Still on the bed my hand was reflexively stretched out, and mas Pandu greeted him by hugging me.

Decitan the door opened, made me realize from my daydream, then turned to look towards the bathroom, mas Pandu, standing in the doorway with a towel wrapped around his waist, his hair wet, his face already looks fresher, he said, and his body, emitting the scent of his masculine soap.

He walked up to me, and immediately landed a short kiss on my lips, then sipped milk tea from his cup.

"What's wrong?" ask her while putting the cup back on the table, then walk towards the closet, grabbing a stel of casual clothes, for her to wear.

And I shook my head.

"You guys take a little towel" I told him, he knows what the towel is for, because since I was pregnant, Pandu really liked asking me to help him dry his hair using a towel, he said, besides, she felt comfortable as I dried while massaging her head.

"Mom's not awake yet?" ask Pandu, then handed the towel from his hand.

"So right I made the coffee yet, but now it might be"

I began to move my hands slowly over his head, occasionally giving a gentle massage.My position was standing in front of the Pandu mas sitting on a chair, making it easier for him to kiss my stomach.

"Is there anything you want to explain?"

"What do you want to explain?"

Hearing her question, my hand reflexively stopped, but only for a moment, and again rubbed the towel gently.

For the business of explaining, mas Pandu is really insensitive, but if you look at my silence, and do not talk much, he was too sensitive.

"You ask, I'll explain"

That's what I heard, exactly the answer when I asked for an explanation about his father Alvin.

"I'm not going to ask" I annoyed as I attached a towel to the armrest of the sofa, and Pandu turned to look at me.

"Anged again"

"I should know what I'm going to tell you about the voice of the woman on the phone last night" I said to deflect her guess, my hand this time tidying up her half-dry hair.

"I don't think it needs to be explained because he's a nobody, just someone who doesn't know when to visit people's homes"

"But why does the question seem to ignite my frustration?"

"Sister hasn't had dinner yet?" reminded me. "A question like that, from a woman to my husband, and it's done at night, do I have to be silent like a fool?"

After saying that, I immediately rushed out of the room, because I did not want to hear the answer. Just as I was about to step up, he hurriedly held onto my wrist.

I looked at her face, with my eyes squinting, but it didn't scare me.

"Your attitude like this, makes me have to be ready for patience stock a lot" he said with a close look at me.

"And the attitude of mas like this, makes me have to stall patiently long"

I don't know what's funny, mas Pandu laughed for a moment after hearing my speech. Then he grabbed me and laid me on the bed.

There was no other view I could see except the ceiling of the room and the face that was getting closer. Without saying anything, our lips met.

Warm and soft, that's how I feel. When I tried to rebel, Pandu actually bit my lips, making me finally respond to his kiss.

"If you still don't want to explain" I said after mas Pandu took off his kiss. "Later at night I slept with my mother, and I'm with Nuri here" I threatened.

Our forehead is still stuck together, mas Pandu looks at me with a breath that is still not regular.

One hand that had held my finger, now turned to caress my lips, while the other, still holding under my nape, became a cushion to support my head.

You know that, right?" reply mas Pandu with an eye highlight fully highlighting my netraku. "I've never messed with my words?"

"Which words?" tanyaku.

"Make you the only woman I have"

"What do you think I'd believe, if we stayed apart"

I heard her frustrated breathing.

"He's my sister?"

"Tania" I said quickly, who was answered by her head.

"Outdoor"

My reflex raised one eyebrow, and Pandu answered my confusion by saying that Delita was the son of a real father with his second wife.

TBC..

happy reading

Cou san \= Good morning (Cantonese, commonly used by the hongkong government)

May it be a beautiful morning.one-on-one yes until Nayla knows all about the guide, later new to the conflict.