The Slengean Boy Love Trap
Another feeling

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That afternoon had no effect on the couple who were still asleep in bed. The streets are just a discourse.

Intan moved her body that felt so tired, her husband actually realized all sorts of styles that she knew. As if this was a test of practice all the materials he knew had to be tested.

His body feels crumpled and do not ask his core area that feels pain and sore. There was a soft snoring from the man sleeping on his stomach next to him.

The wide back looks perfect in her eyes, although not too muscular, because of the pain her husband suffered before their marriage makes the weight of the body has not returned to normal.

"What's? want again? original I'm tired yank ... Entar malem... " The star murmured as it felt a subtle swipe on its face.

Intan giggled, "his brain is just that! I'm not tired of what?"

The stars only smile with their eyes still closed.

"Say you want to go for a walk?"

"Yes, just a second. Crippling life with energy. This is my waist no yank? how does it feel like I don't have a waist?" he said while grimacing as he moved his body to face his wife.

Intan approached and stroked her husband's waist. "Most of this!"

The star who felt comfortable immediately closed his head in the niche of the wife's neck. The gentle rubbing and fine scratching on his back made him sleepy again.

The woman looked down at her husband's sleeping face as she moved to release the Star's hand and hugged him even tighter.

"Well, I'm gonna take a shower!" she whispered while peeping her husband's head.

Finally the Star let go of her embrace and turned her back.

The back looks a lot of red.

Intan closed her mouth embarrassed, how crazy her husband's game was, until he unconsciously groaned several times while sticking his nails.

At the pull of a blanket to cover the body of her husband who is still plain of course. Intan walked slightly grimacing towards the bathroom. The uncomfortable feeling is still down there.

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When he finished his bath, Intan stood in front of the mirror and how upset he was when he saw the many red marks around his neck.

"Ishhh ... How do I eat out, my neck is like a gini?" Intan grumbled to himself in front of the mirror.

There were footsteps, walking closer.

The star staggered past her who was in front of the mirror.

"Yank ... dear?" call her panic in the bathroom.

"What?" the answer.

The star turned its head into the closet.

"Bikin' shocked, I thought you ran away!" he rubbed his face as he walked over.

Intan slightly thumped her husband was waltzing casually without a thread.

"What reason did I run away?"

"In anu continue with me, hehehehe!" origin answers.

Intan shook her head, always amazed by all the words of pearls that just slid from her husband's mouth.

"Bring there, but I can't eat out?"

"Why?"

"Look at my neck, why are you making so many gini cakes?" his gerrick.

"Well, that was diem. Now grumble!"

"Yes, that was ... "

"Nake?" The star cut off his wife's words.

"Bathletes!" Intan shifted the conversation that made her face heat up in embarrassment.

The star dipped it short, "I'll call papa fried, let's be fair I make you a mama striped version of the stamp," then he waltzed with a laugh.

Intan also laughed at the behavior of her husband.

Before long the Star came out with a towel wrapped around her waist. There was already a shirt on the bed that had been cleaned.

At the view of the balcony door that opened, already made sure his wife was there.

Dressing casually yet so fresh and fragrant, he reflected his male aura increasingly visible. His mind speaks proudly.

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Walking up to his wife who was standing saw the scenery below.

"Darling ... " The star hugged him from behind.

Intan jumped in shock, "Ngagetin!" his weakness.

The star just laughed, while peeping his wife's back head.

"What the hell is that?"

"Hmm, that place to eat from earlier rame continues. So curious," he pointed to a small-looking place from the 7th floor of the hotel.

"Yeah, we're going there!" Stars nodded.

"It's me?" point him at the stain on his neck.

"Pake, hoodie I want?" bargained for.

Intan agreed.

The star was glued when he saw Intan who was only wearing his hoodie and black leging pants, so looks ouchai in his eyes.

"Yuk ... " Intan looks excited.

They walked out of the hotel that afternoon. Walking towards a place they had observed since.

"Asik, Meatball. Ang .. "he said he sounded happy. When it almost arrived and saw the big Meatball banner.

The star nodded then they walked back into the meatball stall which was quite crowded in the afternoon before that evening.

They also ate deliciously along with a light conversation.

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Two months have passed

Stars and Intan lately are busy with the branches of the current noodle business added with the addition of a menu seblak mainstay Intan his wife's recipe.

That morning the Star was awake, and he was astonished that his wife was still wrapped under the blanket. Even after he finished his bath, his wife was still asleep.

"Yank ... Want to go to the store?" The star rubbed the hair that covered part of his wife's face.

"Today I'm not feeling well!" he answered weakly from under the blanket that covered his entire body.

"The smelly kecapean?" ask the stars.

"I don't know, just from dawn, my body didn't feel good."

"Yes, already. I left, yes, but in the afternoon I had a meeting with Brother. You okay in staying?" tanyanya.

Intan nodded.

"Ang ... "

"Yes?" replied the Star who was still sitting on the side of his wife's body.

"I don't cook well, go home and buy food!"

"Who told you to cook? I'll pick up some food from the office! what will you bring home?" tanyakanya.

"Pengen martabak telor," said Intan still with a weak voice.

The star nodded, "Ok, I'll buy it. I'm leaving now. Yep!" Then the Star kissed Intan's forehead gently.

Intan nodded and went back to sleep.

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During the day his body was increasingly uncomfortable, his head was dizzy, and his body was carefree.

When the sound of their fence bells sounded.

Intan staggered out of the house to approach the fence. Before her take a piece of money in blue.

Just got a message from Bintang if he ordered food for him for lunch.

"Order above Mr. Bintang," said the ojek mamang.

Intan hasn't reached the fence yet. His body is not strong. Quickly he crouched down holding his head that was getting increasingly sluggish.

"Mom? Is mom okay?"

Intan quietly crouched leaning near the tire of her husband's car, the star went to ride his matic motorcycle.

"A moment, I'm dizzy!" he said he was still holding his head.

Intan remembers something and then talks to the food deliveryman to buy something.

After the ojek left, Intan crept up to reach the patio chair not far from where he was crouching.

She leaned against the window, closing her eyes neutralizing the feeling of dizziness .

Not so long ago, the mamang ojeknya gave food order Intan along with a white crackle in his hand.

"Thank you, yeah. Sir!" said it.

"Together, Mom. Want me to call this cool guy? like the mother is no longer healthy," he bargained when he saw the face of Intan pale and look sweaty.

"Don't, don't. Sir. My husband is working, I want to eat. It will also heal on its own," he refused kindly.

Intan gave the money he had been holding, and the mamang ojek went away.

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The star came home almost evening with a crackle containing a late martabak order his beloved wife hung on his motorcycle.

Entering the house that feels lonely, usually just open the fence his wife has opened the door of the living room while smiling to welcome him.

Inside the house was quiet and the lights on were not yet on.

"Honey .. " call him when he opens the door.

His wife was still under the blanket.

His heart grew anxious, he walked towards his wife.

"Yank ... "

"Rem ... "

"We went to doctor yuk? you're as bad as you are,"

"Later," his wife muttered.

"Are you not the same as me?" The star asked, as if he wanted to get his wife in the car. And took him straight to the hospital.

"No .. Now I can't love you all anymore, Ang ...."

"W-what? what are you talking about?" snapped it.

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