THE MOTORCYCLE LEADER, MY GIRLFRIEND
52

One month passed ...

The semester holiday period is over for Dzoki because after this he will be busy taking care of koching for KKN -nya and sati months later began to serve in remote communities.

As a good wife, Cyeril has always supported and motivated Dzoki to not only have high spirits to finish his studies. But also Cyeril always encourages Dzoki to still be able to pass on time with satisfactory results or even cumlaude.

Cyeril is tidying his clothes in the closet. Last night, the household assistant had completed the task of washing the iron. As usual, Cyeril just asked to put it on the sofa just basket his clothes. Let Cyeril tidy up in his closet.

"Darling ...." Dzoki had just woken up and immediately rubbed Cyeril's distended stomach from behind.

"Awake? That's the coffee in the same toast," said Cyeril who was still busy tidying up the pile of clothes in his wardrobe.

Know for yourself, right? Men if you take clothes from the closet would love the origin. Play pull and make the pile of clothes on it broken and messy. But Cyeril happily tidied it all up without having to shout at her husband or get angry. For Cyeril it is the duty of the wife to serve her husband. The clothes should have been prepared on the bed litkao with his underwear. So the husband of the shelf needs to damage the building that has been neatly arranged in the wardrobe.

"Later to drink, baby. Again like this used to be the same as you," great-grandson Dzoki started spoiled at the end of his vacation.

This semester holiday is their first vacation as a married couple and happy couples who are waiting for the presence of their children. The age of Cyeril content is five months, and the roundness echoes like a watermelon. Dzoki is rather busy preparing a series of materials or whatever he will do while in a remote village during KKN later. Cyeril gave positive feedback and suggestions. On the sidelines of his chat, Cyeril reminded Dzoki to obey the rules in the village. Don't be reckless. One more thing do not spread charm so that not many village women can misunderstand the meaning of kindness and attention. Hope they can get a good man with a higher caste level strata of their social life.

"Alright," answered Cyeril softly.

Cyetil's hands are still skilled at tidying up clothes and then closing the closet because it's finished. Dzoki's hand was still gently rubbing Cyeril's stomach.

"Honey to get to when to stand gini. I'm tired of this," spoiled great-grandson Cyeril.

Dzoki's head was further drowned in the recesses of Cyeril's neck and sought comfort there.

"Bentar darling. Still want gini," Dzoki's great-grandson sounds more childish.

Cyeril was silent and stood upright, letting Dzoki do whatever he pleased.

"Street in our yuk complex to the park in the back block all breakfast there, ' suggested Dzoki suddenly. It was like to breathe fresh morning air and take Cyeril a walk around the complex and end up breakfast in a large field while sitting down.

"Can. Really want to take Cyeril for a walk?" ask Cyeril enthusiastically. Cyeril's stomach also showed a very fast movement. Cyeril's stomach was like someone was kicking hard from the inside.

"Argh ..." said Cyeril rather loudly. He was shocked by the incident just now. This he had never felt before.

"Honey .. This is our baby's kick?" ask Dzoki who realizes that happiness.

"Yes right" answered Cyeril.

Cyeril remembered what Mother Nur said. When the age of the womb has been running in five months. Kandunga will feel moving around and there is a small kick from the inside. That's a sign that there's been a movement of our baby's life in the stomach. Frequently - often in a slow swipe and spoken to. So the advice of Mother Nur.

Dzoki took off his arms and circled Cyeril's body and prostrated himself in front of cyeril. Then the negligee is exposed to the top. Denag free, Dzoki stared at the plain big belly. He looked at the squid repeatedly. So anxious.

"Udah ah's. Cyeril pegel standing up. He said he wanted to go for a walk" said Cyeril.

The head of Dzoki looked up and smiled at his little wife and asked immediately for a walk - the way Dzoki stood up and kissed the tiny lips. Soft and so slow. Dzoki enjoyed it. Understand this is too early. It was five in the morning too.

Dzoki's hands began to misbehave in action and guerrilla revealed the thin negligee and down Cyeril's smooth body.

"Darling ... We want to walk the road anyway?" great-grandson Cyeril.

"So baby. Indeed Brother can not ask for rations first this morning let the spirit?" tanya Dzoki whispered.

"Eh hem," Cyeril could only slow down and resigned.

Dzoki started and there was not much time to warm up because they were going to leave. Dzoki shortened the time. He immediately stood up and took off his underwear and clothes in Cyeril's still flat on the bed. The negligee is already outcroped towards the top to the chest. Milk containers that begin to swell because of hormones have also been lifted up and released hooks behind the back. Earlier, Dzoki had played for a while the mueki's hardened lute bud and now the bud would soon be in Dzoki's mouth and play his tongue which began to get anxious with the lamenting buds alternately.

Cyeril resigned and only issued a voice******the little** that escaped his tiny lips.

The dense forest began to get wet when the Dzoki snake began to be freed and search for a cave to hide in search of ultimate pleasure.

"Norh ...." Cyeril sighed as the Dzoki's hard snake made it into the silent cave and was slightly muddled.

Dzoki began to invite his snake to play hide-and-seek until the cave owner continued to sigh loudly. The mood is good and not long ago both quickly embrace pleasure. The game is exciting and quite short but tiring and a little draining energy.

"Thank you dear," said Dzoki whispered and immediately stood up from above Cyeril's body.

"Beloved, equally dear," said Cyeril softly and holding Dzoki's face.

"So the road. Yuk, wear proper clothes. Don't make you jealous" Dzoki told Cyeril.

Cyeril gave a small hug and walked towards the bathroom to clean himself up.

Fifteen minutes later ...

Both are ready. Dzoki with a t-shirt and training pants, while Cyeril with loose pregnant pants and a big long-handed t-shirt. His hair is tied up so as not to get wet with sweat later.

Cyeril has come down first and say goodbye to Mother Nur who just woke up.

"Where are you going?" tanya Bunda Nur is still sleepy.

"You need to walk around the compound and eat chicken porridge, Mother" said Dzoki, who was standing behind Cyeril.

"Uh .. romantic partner," said Mother Nur teasingly.

"Argh Mommy likes it. Cyeril go first Bun, " said Cyeril.

"Yes be careful, baby. Dzoki keep Mother's grandson. Beware of macem -macem," said Mother Nur advising.

Dzoki just tersrnyim and showed his thumb to Mother Nur. Signs agree.