CONFESSION STONED
118. Family Gathering

Towards that morning, Bara again teased Dijah by kissing and throwing a dark eye gaze because of passion.

Being colonized let Bara struggle with the pleasure he was struggling with through finger searches. The touch of her husband quickly made a scroll of pleasure pool at the base of her thighs. Until Bara's lips dampened his groan that pierced the morning sky. Their groans mingled with passionate kisses.

Once again, with her hair still disheveled and face swollen from being awake, Bara channeled her passion with more confidence. His breathing is getting faster and hunting. The ember groaned with a raucous voice as warmth rose from within him. He hugged a tight Sewn body. It was too early, and his eyes closed again.

The sky was still dark as Dijah crawled down from the bed. He just released himself from the arms of Bara. His body felt fresher and his headache was gone. He rushed to the bathroom to take a clean shower. Sejah suspected that the state of fit in his body will not last long.

Mbok Jum had been in the kitchen and Sejah approached him with a towel wrapped around his head. Mbok Jum only glanced at the head of the Colonized. In his mind, the old woman understood the routine of young couples.

“I'm the one who cooks. You just leave again,” said Mbok Jum.

“Nak yang baring keep actual. They usually move. It's me kinda good, so have to hurry. Worry about the day dizzy again.” Sejah released the ingredients that have been formulated Mbok Jum before.

“What's the Hope Jah?” ask Mbok Jum.

“Do not cook breakfast again Mbok. Sotonya to carry, designed for home as well. Mas Bara can have breakfast with it. Or if you want bread is still there,” sahut Sejah raise a frying pan to the stove.

From a distance there was the sound of the front room door being opened and then closed again. Sejah turned his head towards the front to see her husband who might have woken up.

“You have breakfast now?” tanya Sejah's. Bara appeared neat with jeans and a t-shirt.

“Mau. Laper,” Suhut Bara. Not yet at 7am but he was hungry asking for complete rice.

Sejah put a bowl of soto who was still billowing his smoke in front of Bara. While scooping the rice onto her husband's plate, Dijah asked, “What time is it?”

“Before lunch yes, let's have lunch together there.” Bara hugging waist Seized. “Udah get her body?” Bara kissed Dijah's hip standing on his right side.

“This morning more seger. Don't know how noon,” replied Dijah.

“Is it possible because of the power I channeled since last night?” tanya Bara accompanied by a wicked smile. Sejah sneered while glancing at Mbok Jum who was frying emping.

Four kinds of dishes have been finished cooked with the help of Mbok Jum. At 9 a.m., I went back to the bathroom. As expected this morning. His body began to feel cheerful again. The warm water that he poured back into his body felt like a tiny, piercing needle.

After getting dressed, Dijah again laid himself on the bed. His face withered again. His hungry stomach was full and full.

Bara, who had been waiting for him in front of the television, came to the room.

“Eh, why?” tanya Bara was lying next to his wife. “Not feeling well again?” Bara put the back of her hand on the forehead of the Sejah. He then put his cheeks moved around in the face of Sejah.

“I'm carefree again,” sahut Colored. “I just bought kayak gini.”

“Yes, if you are sick do not need to go to mother's house today. I called mom first,” said Bara.

“I've cooked a lot,” replied Dijah hugging bolsters closed his eyes.

“I'll be anther for a while. You are at home,” Bara said. Sealed opened his eyes.

“Trus Mas chat with the woman there. Joking, he laughs spoiled while hitting Mas... Push-push body Mas, makeup—”

“Yes, jah, the scenario is complete. I didn't think until there.”

“Since when men use to think first if you want to like it.” Sejah glanced at her husband's cynic.

“Udah—aku udah for mercy yesterday.” Bara hugged Dijah and put his head on his wife's head. “ Pregnant women should not be angry. Kasian the baby-to-be. His father-to-be is also.”

“Depending on the reason,” firmly Colored. “We go. Any minute. Dul's getting ready. Watch—the head is heavy,” said Dijah wiggling his head. Bara shuffled still hugging his wife.

“Jah,” call Bara.

“Hmmm—” Colored still closed his eyes.

“I'm great ya,” whispered Bara in his wife's ear.

“Hmmm?” Sealed opened his eyes.

“I'm great. You are immediately pregnant,” Bara smiled flirtatious while rubbing his wife's cheeks.

Seized get rid of the bolster that separates his body with the Bara. She then closed her body to embrace her husband. Seized smear the neck and along the throat to the chin Bara. The man closed his eyes and snored softly.

“Iya, Great mas. Delicious,” said Sejah with straightforwardness.

“Enak?” Bara rounded his eyes. Sejah nodded. Bara getting sumringah. Which man is unhappy. Already managed to prove his power, plus his praise was delicious as well.

Right at 11 pm, Bara, Sejah and Dul arrived at the residence of Mr. Wirya. Joana's car is parked in front of the house. Joana has come with a lot of confidence. Bara glanced at Dijah who had been silent since. His wife looked lethargic and unwell. Along the way, Dijah covered his mouth with a lump of tissue to dampen the scent of car fragrance he considered very sharp.

The meeting should be elegant and not hurt anyone, Bara thought. While holding Dul's arm, Dijah followed Bara who entered first.

“Eh this is nyampe. How long?” said Bu Yanti looking at Bara. Bara kissed his mother's head and then lifted a heavy pack in his hand. He crucified his mother-in-law's hand and led Dul to do the same.

“This Joana also new nyampe. Mother again chat about the material yesterday.” Bu Yanti turned towards Joana.

“Hei Jo! Kirain is not so dateng.” said Bara. “This is Colored, my wife. Jah—Joana.” Bara looked at Dijah who extended her hand. Face is ordinary. Flat and lethargic.

“Bring to the kitchen kasi to mbak Ami. Tell him to directly stack up to the dining table,” pinta Bu Yanti.

“Dul follow Dad to the back, play the same eye. Mother here first,” said Bara nodded slowly towards Dijah. He asked his wife to stay in the living room. The colonized then chose a two-person sofa that was empty on the right side of her mother-in-law.

“Untung Bara talked to mom if you cook a lot. Previously wanted to add a side dish, because there are guests.” Bu Yanti turned to Sejah.

“Iya Ma'am, Mas said here until dinner. So I brought a lot.” Seated sitting slanting facing her mother-in-law

“The cooking is delicious. I envy women who are good cooks,” said Joana put on an adorable pout. Bu Yanti laughed.

I don't care what I think. You're in a world-class cooking contest, I don't care. Colored just smiled throwing a lazy look at Joana.

“Can be a course, easy. Usually self-taught. It just so happens that I don't like eating out. As busy as ever, she must have eaten at home. Until now it was Colored?” ask Bu Yanti to her daughter-in-law.

“Iya Ma'am. Despite returning home late, Mas must have eaten first just clean-clean.” Sejah turned towards the door of the place where Bara and Dul disappeared earlier.

“That's it he turned out. I want a cooking course but no time. How about Bu?” whining Joana to Bu Yanti then chuckled. “Mbak Colored at home?” ask Joana.

Sejah nodded boredly towards Joana.

“If I learn the cooking same as Mbak Sejah how?” joana asked jokingly.

Colored grimacing. He chose to replant the forest or save rare turtle species instead of having to linger with this fake-mouthed female, thought the colonized. Teaching cooking anyway.

Bu Yanti turned to face Dijah waiting for an answer to Joana's joke.

Suddenly the open front door was knocked. The faces of Heru and his wife poked from outside.

“Udah rame aja..” said Heru. “Come in,” take Heru to his wife who is holding a male toddler. The little family greeted Bu Yanti who immediately lifted Heru's child into her lap.

“Udah long time no see Uti right?” greet Bu Yanti to the boy.

“Hei... Colored...” greet Fifi wife Heru. The woman directly threw her body next to the Sejah.

“Mbak Fifi..” greeting Colored when the woman pulled him into a hug and kissed the right-left cheek.

“Congratulations yes, fill in directly. No need to wait long as I and Heru. It must be really fun. Not drunk?” ask Fifi. Sejah nodded.

“Udah pregnant? Are you pregnant?” ask Bu Yanti.

“Udah Bu Lek, Bara has not spoken? Why even talk first to Heru huh?” Fifi laughs.

“Not yet to say, that boy's bottom.” grunts Bu Yanti. “So? Drunk?” ask Bu Yanti.

“Iya, really lemes. Hours 9 and above like to fall asleep,” said Dijah.

“Well, just like I'm pregnant. Drunkenly. But enjoyed by Jah... Spoiled to Bara. All-all must be followed.” Fifi laughs. “Yes isn't Bu Lek?” ask Fifi to Bu Yanti.

“Iya—iya, if drunk there to the back. Did you eat earlier? Let's eat first. Again pregnant do not eat late. Later finish eating dining to Bara room aja.” Bu Yanti stood up from her seat.

“Where do you know you're pregnant?” asked Bu Yanti with a serious face. “No cry?” bu Yanti's countenance slightly cheered a smile.

Colored laughing. “Mother tau..”

“Ya tau. Sentimental. Must be crying,” continued Bu Yanti. Fifi and Colored laugh. Joana throws a smile at the women of Satyadarma's family who are exchanging stories.

“Let's eat. Go Fi! Sort of cooked a lot. Come Joana all come to eat,” take Bu Yanti.

“I'm sorry Mom, there's more business from here..” said Joana. He did not want to be tormented by family conversations that he could not connect with. He's someone else there. It's nobody. Since saying hello earlier, Bara has not even appeared again. The man seemed not to know him at all.

Joana was a little glancing at Dijah who was being interviewed by Fifi about the story of realizing the beginning of her pregnancy yesterday. Fifi packed the conversation well. Bu Yanti followed diligently to hear the conversation Fifi and Sejah which sounded very exciting.

“Where?” tanya Heru peeked out from the middle door goal. His gaze was fixed on the women who were talking behind the glass partition separating the room.

“As planned,” whispered Bara. “Pake script?” tanya Bara again peered into the front room. Joana had gotten up in her bag and said goodbye to the front door.

“Kalo is just that, Fifi does not need to use scripts. Udah senior,” said Heru who also still loosened his head.

Bara had asked Heru for help to finish the meeting of the women. As always, I always have a solution. Heru said, the casual conversation of the family will make Joana more humble and understand the position of the man she could not be invited to be close friends again.

Bara smiled with satisfaction to see Joana saying no to even call herself. The solution from his cousin's sister was just right.

Who else understands about his family, other than the family members themselves.

The To Be Continued.....

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