I'm Not a Mandul Woman
Chapter 117
"How did it go, Ndre? Except what... you haven't answered yet, have you?" Yesi was still charging Andre's hanging answer.
"Hmmm, I'm forgetting.. Please let me know what I said?" Andre still pretended not to remember while sipping his drink.
"Geez, Ndre. Don't pretend to be senile. You said, you promised me there wouldn't be anything else, except what....?" Andre laughed, Yesi's expression was so cute and adorable in his eyes.
"still curious? Mmmm, what was I saying...?" knocking the temple trying to think. Pura.
"Oh, that one? I just remembered!" Andre smiled broadly as he flicked his finger until it rang.
Mats...
Currently they are drinking young coconut ice while eating snacks at a cafe near the beach that is not so crowded.
"Ihhh, it's very curious. Beet ah!" Yesi scowls Andre with a tissue, then throws a glance at the beach to see the child playing on the edge with the company of his father or mother. Andre pulled Yesi's chin, facing a beautiful face but the judges looked at him.
"It was aja ngambek. Smile, please!" I promise there will be no one else but you and me. Unless there are children. No, no, what did I say?" Andre smiled looking at the red-coloured Yesi.
"Gombal ah!" he held Tetiba's smile from where they were sitting, there was a busker who was picking songs for a pair of young female men who were alone. And the man threw him away with a hand signal. An idea came to Andre's mind. He hurried to call the young man.
"Yes, mom!" said the young man gondrong after approaching.
"Mm...!" Andre seemed to think, then closer, he then whispered something in the ears of a young man who looked mangosteen to understand what Andre wanted from him.
Ehemm...
Before starting the pengamen.
"Hello ma'am Yesi, I'll sing a song to mbak Yesi." Yesi looked at the smiling Andre while winking one eye at him.
"This song is an offering from Andre mas to mbak Yesi a mas Andre love. Title is... There will be no other love." He started picking his guitar.
I need to repeat my love
you
Convince yourself
Has it crossed your chest of doubt
Trouble your heart
There will be no other love
Make sure my love is only for you
Have ever been bersit by you
I'm afraid of losing you too
Remember one memorable love story
It cannot be forgotten
Throw away all your grandiose thoughts of believing in our destiny
I love you
Yesi and Andre looked at each other with the backsound pounding the waves and the song from the busker that touched the heart of Yesi.
There will be no other love
Make sure my love is only for you wo
Have ever been bersit by you
I'm afraid of losing you too
Will later
Repeatedly the fabric of pseudo love
Listen to my whisper
Open the eyes of your heart
There will be no other love
Make sure my love is only for you
Have ever been bersit by you
I'm also afraid of losing you...
Songs by Gods 19
Released by Titi DJ.
Yesi with a face of sumringah but shyness permeates every verse of the song dedicated to her. He propped up his chin staring at each other affectionately with Andre also looking at him lovingly.
"Woow, apparently this mismatched couple was so swept away by the atmosphere of the song that I performed." exclaimed the young man after ending the song, and a standing ovation came from the lovers and other visitors.
Andre took his wallet and slipped a piece of red money which was immediately greeted by a big smile of young gondrong who said thank you many times before leaving.
"Wait!" yesi exclaimed to make the young man step aside. Replace Yesi whispered something to the busker who again nodded in acceptance of the job, making his face sumringah.
"I want to sing, I hope you like it, Ndre."
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I understand the journey you are going through now
I hope even though it's heavy you don't feel alone
You have struggled to conquer your days that are not easy
Let me accompany you to wash your tired
Let me paint twilight
Carve your name there
Heard you tell a story
Crying laughing
Let me paint the night
Bring you the stars
Your friend's hurt
Until you're happy
don't stop
I hope even though it's heavy you don't feel alone
You have fought to conquer your unbeautiful days
Let me accompany you to wash your tired
Let me paint twilight
Carve your name there
Heard you tell a story
Crying laughing
Let me paint the night
Bring you the stars
Your friend's hurt
Until you're happy....
Painting by Budi Doremi
A standing ovation with the completion of the song performed by Yesi.
Pretty sound.
"Woow, surprise!" pekik Andre clapped. Standing applaus's.
"I'm sorry, Ndre, my voice is not good, but it's out of my heart."
Andre shakes.
"Your voice is quite sweet. I liked. And thank you!" Andre approached Yesi and hugged her from behind. The affection they show makes other visitors say wow!
"I love you!" Andre whispered.
"Love you too!" reply Yesi rubbed Andre's hair while looking over. Until his cheeks were greeted with Andre's lips.
And Andre held back the hand of Yesi who was about to open his wallet. The red-colored money once again entered the pocket of the young man.
Andre and Yesi spent time together on the beach. Take pictures, relax while joking, play water. Laughs loosely release the burden of daily work, until the evening they enjoy the sunset as much as they are satisfied.
They had just left the beach after Maghrib, choosing to book a hotel room with doublebed room for a break.
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At night in a faraway place.
Yulia fell asleep with her mouth slightly mangap as Romi entered the room.
Kasian, you must be very tired dear, take care of your own children. Plus Kanti's mom is not feeling well. Even though this head has been cenut cenut can not ration nearly a week, you have already slept alone.
Romi sat down on the side of Yulia who was turning her back. Staring at the half-opened back of her shoulder as she was breastfeeding, and seemed to fall asleep before she could close it again. The sight that made Romi swallow, resisting the turmoil that wriggled down there. He wanted to touch his wife, but his love held back that desire.
"Reply me! When I had no wife, it felt like it had vanished without a wife. But now, see the wife sleep aja can make on. Gilak...!" Romi randomized his hair and hissed.
"Pusiing...!" mumbled wailing.
"Why, mas?" Romi turned his head, Yulia rubbed her eyes while yawning.
"So I heard you muttering to yourself." Romi turned his back and embraced his wife.
"Not what. You're tired, aren't you? Go to sleep, it's night!" Romi broke down, then pulled his wife's shoulder to follow her down.
"If there's a problem, say dong mas! Don't hold it yourself!" Yulia was still looking up at the bead of Romi's eyes that was also looking at her.
"Really, nothing. Just yeah. Yuk sleep, yuk! I'm sleepy this." already patted the pillow looking for the position of the head to make it more comfortable.
"Remain sure, want to sleep? No rituals before bed, hmm?" Yulia even smiled seductively. Because she really wants something from her husband. Romi, who understood the meaning of the word, smiled brightly.
Yulia pulled her face over Romi's face, the gaze clashed. Through the spotlight of the netra they know each other's wishes.
"Aseeek, get rations" ranted Romi.
"But, the balloon is gone, baby, forgot to buy it at the pharmacy!" romi's bright smile faded considering the safety device to keep Yulia from filling up again had run out. Not to be unwilling, Baby Kia is not even two years old, pity that she has a sister again that small.
" There are many ways that fertilization does not occur. Just outside, sure safe." Yulia gave a solution.
"But if you forget how? You can say, if you're pregnant again, Kia's a kid." They ran out of safety equipment once, and they agreed to take her out. But because of the pleasure he felt made Romi forget and take it out inside. Only realized if he did not use safety to make Romi panic at that time, how about until Yulia became pregnant and Kia was still a few months old. But it is safe until now.
"Yes remember dong, mas. You know, if it's e na e na, forget everything." Yulia pulled her face away, but Romi held her back.
"Well, bodo is very. What matters is that we are happy now. If so, accept it. I will be responsible!!" instantly Romi got up, took off the shirt and threw it away. But when they would bring their lips closer, Yulia held him back.
"It was moved first, mas. Get upset again sleep him." Romi snorted making Yulia giggle amused. Her husband was like a man who could not wait to break his fast when the Maghrib bedug in the heal. He looked at his son who was sleeping on his back with his head slightly tilted.
"Yes!" Yulia looked at her husband who nimbly moved their Kia to the crib. As was already impatient with the rather rude movement.
"Slow, mas! Wake up later!" yulia said slowly. And right, Baby Kia squirms. Romi patted bo kong Kia softly for a while. And when it feels safe because baby Kia is really sound, he returns to the contest.
"Wooow!" Romi cheered cheerfully. Without him knowing, the wife sat on the edge of the bed wearing thin pajamas with low chest. I don't know when he changed his clothes.
" It seems that my wife is trying to tempt me. In fact, I was not tempted and crazy crazy!" without having time to answer Romi dropped the wife on the bed and immediately scooped the lips that became opium for him. Yulia let it go, the husband explored the rightful body into her entire possession, while occasionally replying and balancing the husband's spirit. Every now and then legitimate mende, feel the pleasure of flying high into space, feel the intoxicating earthly paradise.
"No, I forgot!" yulia exclaimed softly as the husband spouted his strong with a warm feeling spread without safety when he reached the max of pleasure. Because he felt late, Romi continued his activities that had been stymied.
"Aah!"
Romi dropped his body by regulating the breath ngos ngosan and body full of sweat.
"No need to be that, I'm responsible if the one who just managed to be a baby. Want to go again?" romi said after managing to catch his breath.
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Assalamu'alaikum's chat.
Thank God, it does not feel we have been in the beginning of January 2022. It also does not feel like our age has decreased by one year. May all of us remain laundered Healthy pleasure, Faith, and abundant Rizki, which is more than last year. Hopefully our behavior will be even better than the previous year.
Do not forget to thank all my friends who have been with me so far until I still survive until now. Defend yes...
He is the only one I can offer to my readers all like the one above.
Love you all...
