The Macau Love Story
Clarifies

When Delita arrived, Alvin had already arrived home after work. And right now, the man is cooking for dinner himself and his wife.

"Where are you from?" Alvin asked without shifting his focus from teflon on the stove. He knew it was Delit who came from the door

"I'm sorry, I'm from Pandu's house" Delita replied, closing the door. The main door with the kitchen is very close. Once inside, just look to the right of the kitchen area that blends with the dining room is immediately visible. The living room is on the left side of the kitchen.

"Why did you come to his house?"

"I'm just talking about papah with Pandu's brother"

"Mandi, after that meal" Her tone sounded extremely cold, making Delita cluck inwardly.

Without responding, he immediately walked towards the room while taking a deep breath, his mouth did not stop grumbling indistinctly.

"Based on the polar ice snowflake, when does the liquid try?"

"What did you say Delita?"

Delita was stunned when she heard Alvin's question, she did not expect that Alvin listened to his grunts. He turned around then the second conspiracy gulped his saliva.

"You call me polar ice?" alvin asked as he approached her complete with a sharp look. There was an apron stuck to his front body, while his hand was still holding the sutil.

"Not so"

"You don't live with loi yan ka Delita" said Alvin flat. "My gear still works really well, so be careful when you say it"

Silence Delita tried to compose a sentence to refute her husband's words.

"If I'm the incarnation of polar ice, then what are you?" tanyakanya. "Polar ice caps? Try to make sure you are aware of yourself before talking to others"

Alvin turned around then stepped towards the kitchen, while Delita was still unmoved where she stood. Unbeknownst to Delita, Alvin smiled as if ridiculing.

*****

After dinner, Delita who went straight into the room without a word, made Alvin raise one eyebrow. He was surprised by Delita's attitude that he would usually wash all the dishes they used to eat. But this time, it really seemed indifferent and impressed to ignore.

Sitting on the bed, actually Delita's mind was filled with the shadow of the papah which until now was not known where the middle-aged man lived.

"What are you thinking?" ask Alvin suddenly. She walked towards the dressing chair then sat herself there.

Delita's eyes followed where Alvin was.

"Are you thinking about our divorce?"

"You're always talking about divorce, but what you're doing isn't clear enough"

"What do you mean Delita?"

Smiling obliquely, before then saying. "there are things that need to be clarified with words not just actions" replied Delita trying to bring out what is in the heart. "Either the contrary, there are things that must be clarified by action not just words"

"So you're saying I'm just saying goodbye, but there's no action from me, like registering our farewell documents, is that it?"

"Is there any other meaning to me than that?"

"Huuftt.." Alvin snorted softly. "Why do women like to make men confused" continued Alvin muttered.

Delita did not reply, all she did was silence while returning the look of her eyes.

"Before demanding that I register our divorce in court, make sure you also say what is in your heart. That way, I think it's fair enough, not just for you, but for me"

Not wanting to argue anymore, Delita tried to stop the chat, she knew that it would not be easy to argue with an Alvin. Even though he himself knew Alvin loved him, but suddenly he wanted to hear a sentence he had not said for two weeks.

I will never divorce you.

A simple sentence that makes Delita quite tormented because no longer heard by him.

Delita got up, about to step towards the bathroom. But when passing through the dressing table, Alvin suddenly stood up and one hand was coiled around the waist of Delita and pulled her until their bodies were so close.

"Before telling me to take action" she whispered in Delita's ear. "Let me hear you talk, especially about how you feel"

Delita's body inched slightly as Alvin's face stuck to the side of her head.

"Before I registered our divorce" Alvin whispered. "Let me hear the expression of your heart first"

They looked at each other, his face that turned out to be very close, making Delita's heart race very fast.

"From the way you look at me, I know exactly how you feel, it's just that I want to hear it directly from you"

Delita gulped her saliva with great difficulty, aware that she was in his control.

"My feelings? w-what do you mean Alvin?" lirih Delita was timid as she returned her gaze.

Delita moved slowly, trying to escape but to no avail.

"Can we talk all right?" tanya Delita stamped.

"Are we talking boxing?"

Delita shakes.

"I mean sit down"

"Okay, okay" said Alvin as he lifted Delita's body and took her to sit on the sofa.

Delita tried to get down, but Alvin held her back pretty strongly.

"Do you want anyone else to complain?" alvin asked with a relaxed gesture. As Delita continued to move restlessly. Both of Alvin's hands were coiled around Delita's waist.

For a lifetime, Delita just felt sitting in a position like this.

it was on top of his lap, and facing himself, with both legs folded back while both knees touched the back of the sofa.

Alvin was like I was holding a five-year-old.

"You ask us to talk while sitting down, I'm doing it, now it's sitting down, so let's tell me how you feel and be honest" Alvin said. "After you say it, from there I will draw a conclusion and take immediate action. So you don't keep insinuating me"

"B-but not sitting like this I mean" said Delita, looking down. Because their faces are very close.

After two seconds, Alvin's right hand moved to lift his chin, and inevitably Delita had to look at his face that was increasingly not far away.

"I love you so much Delita, my feelings are still the same as in the beginning of our marriage, but this time, I don't want to curb you or force you to continue with me. So if divorce is good for you, I'll do it"

Alvin's confession made Delita stunned, while feeling clumsy and afraid. Afraid that Alvin will divorce her, Delita realizes that she loves him.

"I_"

Alvin looked up slightly at Delita who was still on his lap.

"I-it_" Delita stammered. Absolutely unexpected with the glare of his eyes that seemed to keep asking for an explanation of his feelings.

"W-what do you want?" delita asked frantically as Alvin suddenly carried her and carried her out of the room towards her room. The room is bigger and more luxurious than the room in Delita.

"We talked in my room"

"Speaking, in your room?"

"Yes, all of you clarify my love with actions like you always say"

"But" Delita's sentence stopped because Delita's back had landed on Alvin's soft mattress. Delita's eyes immediately stared at the ceiling of the room with a unique and magnificent ceiling decoration.

"In addition to words, we must clarify with action, right?" Timpal Alvin kalem hotel. And directly put his lips on Delita's lips briefly.

"I love you, and to be clear, I will show you by acting that I really love you" Alvin said very slowly, but his body language can mess with Delita's head.

Alvin is on top of Delita's body, and when the upper body is getting lower, their faces are eroded making the heart of both more wild.

"W-You want ap..."

Delita's sentence was cut off because Alvin knew how to kiss her neck.

Wait, wait,,

Not just peeling, but simultaneously biting it slowly and then sip it very strongly. Makes Delita more weakened because the touch is really sweeping like carrying electricity with a very high voltage. His blood instantly froze with an increasingly intense fondling. Moreover, his hands nimbly remove one by one the buttons of the girl's pajamas under his cage.

"Don't now" said Delita when all the buttons were open and her underwear clearly covered the two circles on her chest.

"Why?" alvin asked, linking his eyebrows together.

"I'm not ready yet"

After hearing those three words, Alvin threw himself beside Delita. His jaw clenched hard as if holding something. Not holding back the truth, but trying to normalize something tensing down there.

Instead of taking Delita off, she tightened her arms.

"Sleep" whispered Alvin in a raucous voice.

In her bed, and in her arms, Delita tried hard to close her eyes. And so does Alvin.

TB

Loi yan ka: parents (Grandparents/Grandma)