THE MOTORCYCLE LEADER, MY GIRLFRIEND
48
Cyeril and Dzoki were already sitting in a special waiting chair to visit the inmates. Because it was still morning, Cyeril deliberately chose at the end near the wall so as not to interfere with the way in and out of people who also want to visit his favorite in the room.
Cyeril has opened several boxes of food that he prepared for breakfast this morning. Her plight was so lithe and already shrewd to be a wife who served her husband really and very well. This is what makes Dzoki crumble. Cyeril's sincerity makes Dzoki even more curious about Cyeril. Once upon a time, Dzoki did not care about Cyeril at all. Dzoki always spoke out loud and his attitude was so rude.
But that was, about a few months ago. After he realized that in his time of yerpuruk there was only Cyeril who helped him, motivate him and always there for Dzoki. Not even friends and friends, especially Tasya. They are just in friendship. Always seek profit for themselves and end up on the basis of benefit.
Two breakfast boxes were opened by Cyeril this morning. A bottle of mineral water is also prepared. In front of the police station, Cyeril bought hot sweet tea in a cup and a milk box.
Dzoki just stared at his little wife.
"Kok was concerned about it. Want to eat no heck?," the little cyeril who was a little spoiled and disliked in such a gaze.
Dzoki only chuckles at Cyeril's increasingly adorable attitude. Make Dzoki always missuband can not be far from Cyeril.
"Eat dong. Bribe Brother huh.? You want to megang utun let in the food cementin," said Dzoki while.flashing one matanua to Cyeril.
The woman just nodded. Since his stomach grew bigger, Dzoki liked the area the most. Not only in touch and in a swipe slowly with a circular motion clockwise. If the anxiety starts to peak, wherever Dzoki will menguyel - nguyel Cyeril's stomach and run out in the ciumi to make his little wife was keen.
The age of Cyeril began to run five months. Age of content that has entered the second semester tri. All foods can be consumed except foods that are not in the eprbolegkan for pregnant women. Nausea and vomiting have been greatly reduced even in a day there is nothing at all.
Cyeril begins to feed Dzoki one first bribe. This breakfast menu is a special fried rice ala mama utun. Fried rice is quite a lot can be said that two servings made one. Cyeril deliberately made a lot, because he did not want his husband to lack food and hunger in a holding cell.
A large lunchbox of fried rice complete with a mixture of meatballs, sausages, eggs and chicken suiran. Still enjoyed with some other dishes. There are chicken nuggets and Dzoki's favorite emping.
A mouthful of the spoon had already moved into Dzoki's mouth and the man began to chew softly. Dzoki began to be able to distinguish between each type of food is whose cuisine? And the fried rice this time is indeed Cyeril's cooking.
Difference between Cyeril and Bunda Nur. Cyeril is more modern cooking although there is a mixture of spices but not so much that it does not sting in the food. While the mask of Bunda Nur there is always cinnamon and nutmeg, he said it is flavoring. It's a different way. Both are equally delicious. Both of them were Dzoki's favorite women. Mother Nur was the first woman Dzoki loved and should be respected. Refangkan Cyeril is the second woman to fall in love after Mother Nur, who must always be cared for and loved. It is different but still the same. The position of both is always in the heart and in Dzoki's mind.
"Hemmm .. so good, Ril. You are always good when you cook. Exactly Mother," said Dzoki praising Cyeril, his little wife and pinching Cyeril's chin.
"Start godain. Ntar sprained Kak," said Cyeril was ready to spoon back a bribe of fried rice into the mouth of Dzoki.
Dzoki just smiled. Inside this holding cell, Dzoki really felt such a great loss. He lost both his parents and his wife Cyeril. Usually, they are always there and can always be seen and achieved.
Dzoki's hand had already begun to gently rub Cyeril's stomach. His little wife was wearing a short white dres with her arms hanging from her elbows. The material is smooth and soft like silk and the type of material falls off. His stomach was starting to bulge and his chest began to look full and filled. Really sexy and exciting. True people say, pregnant ostri always looks sexy and adorable. Not only that it always wants to be taken to the mattress to be invited to exercise together with utun as well. Let him know his father well and get healthier.
Dzoki's gaze was so gentle on the two eyes of Cyeril who continued to feed Dzoki tanla ceasing. Every now and then they stare and make Cyeril nervous and awkward.
Cyeril is still ashamed to be too intimate and sees affection in the general public. Maybe because I feel like I'm still a little immature. But as his stomach grows what to hold. Everyone knows a lot about Cyetil da Dzoki. They are husband and wife and will have a baby.
"You're getting more beautiful every day. Fortunately this is at the police station" Dzoki said with a serious look.
Cyeril instead stared at Dzoki very closely.
"Why now in the police department?" ask plain cyeril.
Dzoki drew his face closer to Cyeril's face and whispered in front of his little wife's tekinga.
"So can't do anything about you. Just swerving and ngusap - just a stomach. If at home, already pull to the room continue to tell to sleep in the mattress," said Dzoki slowly.
"Good dong told to sleep. That's Cyeril's hobby now. Rebahan and sleep at Mother's house," answered Cyeril plain and do not connect with the theme that was proclaimed Dzoki just now.
Cyeril immediately chuckled. From earlier Cyeril also understood but he deliberately made a mock - pretending not to understand.
"Eat him a celette out of here. Later the service is different," said Cyeril began to misbehave on Dzoki. Starting to dare to give a hard code to Dzoki to make the man amazed by Cyeril's attitude.
Pt ...
Dzoki was anxious and immediately kissed Cyeril's cheek quickly.
The more alma his wife is open only adorable but also makes hot sultry want to rush in a hurry to bring somewhere comfortable and cool.
Cyeril stared fixedly at Dzoki and glared slightly.
"Relse ... It's at the police station. Look at a lot of people," the great-grandson of Cyeril who started to panic.
Cyeril fears that if only, Dzoki's actions could prove fatal later. For example, it is considered perverted in public places and should not come again as punishment. It would even bother if this is so.
"Sorry baby. It's been a gem, anyway," said Dzoki without sin.
"Barang gemes. Later miss," said Cyeril origin.
"Have missed dear" said Dzoki weakly.
"Later addicted, you know" said Cyeril slowly.
"Udah is addicted too," jawba Dzoki relaxed.
"Later at home you know Cyeril," said Cyeril slowly smabil spooning a large spoon of fried rice.
"Udah is also at home. In fact, do not want to be far away let alone separated distance and time. Kayak like this to make a sprain, make a scrappy sister. Do you like to feel in kangenin?" ask Dzoki upset himself.
Why could it be like this. Super bucin to Cyeril. This is really karma or memnag actually he fell in love from the deepest heart.
Cyeril chuckles to himself.
"Udah ah's. Eat first. Later this stock is not even finished. Mother can be angry. Pasri nantu said gini, Cyeril mending at home aja rest or make a cake, than the calek masakin Kak Dzoki taoi not in the end. It does not appreciate the difficulty of the wife's breasts since again," said Cyeril mimicking the style of Mother Nur if you are upset and angry.
"Comm ... These lips have never been kissed. How chatty is the same as Mother anyway? Oh yes forgot, this is his favorite daughter-in-law Mother, so persi and very similar. If the word oeang is very plucked," ucal Dzoki laughed while holding Cyeril's thin lips.
If not in the waiting room, already kissed it pink lips.
"Tell me Mother, ngatain chatty," threatened Cyeril laughed.
"Say aja. Mommy also already knows, if he memnag baffle and chatty. But, Mother is kind, friendly and meek like you. That's what made you fall in love" said Dzoki praising and making Cyeril fly back to the seventh sky.
An hour later. Dzoki has spent the sati lunch box containing two servings of fried rice and side dishes without remaining. Besides being hungry, Dzoki also appreciates Cyeril's sacrifice. Without love and affection, there is no way Cyeril will fight and sacrifice time to take care of Dzoki. I am ashamed to have a son or a husband in prison. Want to be wrong or not still the image of someone is bad for people who languish behind bars.
But, Riski's father is struggling and is always looking for the best for his son. Seeking evidence and truth and can be made a strong reason to liberate Dzoki unconditionally. Because it was not proven guilty and absolutely not proven to be related.
