My Butler
Not Earthquake (21+)

It's getting dark. Love is now in her husband's room, the second floor. After a long activity as Galang's wife, Kasih had trouble sleeping. Galang has indeed turned on the sleeping lights, as you wish. But love cannot sleep.

The thought of Love is disturbed by Aan's words. When remembering the first night activity that spent the rounds with passionate lust from Galang, made him afraid to think that Galang made him into an impingement. Plus the words of Amelia who said that this marriage is business politics, as if it were true. Love remembers when Galang pulled, dragged and snapped him in a public place because of the clothes he was wearing. As if confirming that Galang only protects his good name. Though there were some guests and reporters who brought cameras when Galang snapped at him in the garden party area this afternoon.

Those little things managed to shake his mind. Her tears are flowing. It was as if he really did not know that his wife was currently crying in his arms. He's very sound asleep. If Kasih wants to get out of bed, Galang's hands tighten his embrace.

Suddenly, Arun opened his eyes. Feeling his arm squeezed by his wife.

“Hikss... hu hu...” Love cries. His waist felt heavy to slide. Plus Galang overcame him with his feet.

“Darling, you why?” asked Galang while reaching for Kasih's cheek. He wiped his wife's tears.

He realized he was being rude. But Galang did it because he was afraid that he would lose his love from his side.

“My body pain. My arm is bruised. Galang's hands are strong!” Love is given the opportunity to complain. “Mas Gonna play rough! I think I'm a horse! Hiks hu.. huuu” The louder the sound of Love's cry in the middle of the night.

The barn starts turning on the main light and sits leaning against the wall of the bed. Checking his wife's arm. Rubbing the slightly bruised arm of love, bluish purple.

Oh, my God, what am I doing. Sensitive once skin.Batin Galang while blowing and rubbing bruises Love.

“You compressed ice water or warm water?” galang asked while looking into his wife's eyes. Galang wiped the tears of Love. “Udah, don't cry... I'm sorry yes. Compress using warm water yes let enakan” said Galang.

“He em.. mau” replied Kasih.

Galang immediately put on his nightgown before leaving the room. Love is like remembering the incident when Galang scolded him at midnight and asked for iced tea.

“Mas..”.

“Ya?” ask Galang before leaving the room.

“Create ice cinnamon ginger tea dong. I thirst. Want iced tea special” Kasih.

“He em, yes..” Galang must agree to his wife's wishes. He's bruised Love's arm. Go to the kitchen immediately.

Yup! It's good to also tell mas Galang, Inner Love. “Hihi” Kasih is a little satisfied to reply to her husband's behavior first. I just told you to make iced tea. Belom ngosek (nguras) swimming pool, Inner Kasih. Love feels a little comforted to be able to prank her husband. Because making ice cinnamon ginger tea is ribet, can not be 5 minutes so.

Finally after a while Galang returned to the room with a large bowl of warm water and cloth in his right hand. Left hand carrying his wife's iced tea wish. Love is sitting in his nightgown.

Galang began to compress the arms of Love gently. Love enjoys the gentle treatment of that Galang. Observe her husband's face with a smile. He saw his wife's strange behavior.

Why is he? Long time ago when I was compressing was also smiling gini? What's good? Or is this the code to compress his entire body? Does he want any more? Inner Galang.

“You want to ask again?” asked Galang with his naughty eyes.

“Iihh! What the hell mas. I just like to see you sweet gini. Hihi. Ga kaya was this afternoon.. malang” Saying Kasih that makes Galang remember his own actions.

“That's a punishment..Punishment for glancing at another man” Galang said as he compressed the other arm.

“Loh mas. Not likes! Not love! Lagian mas Galang had not yet accepted me at that time.” Kasih began to protest. Not to lose to her husband.

“If you like me now?” He began to tease his wife. Put a compress cloth on the table.

Duh... this.. Her grepee moves out again. Hmm... have already..openAA again maS. Inner Love while looking at Galang's hand unbuttoned the suit of Love.

Galang began to enjoy his midnight meal. Playing medium rhythm.

“Mas... mainnya rich gini aja.. don't be hard rich earlier” Kasih bidding as he wants. Looking for an opportunity because the mood Galang already felt good.

“Hm...” Enjoy every medium beat he makes.

“Don't mention her name again!” He began not to like his activities to be disturbed. Not hearing his ex-wife's name.

“Mmpph... Yes..”.

Ishh..Emang can't be bothered! Though I just want to know this marriage is business politics or not. Yes it is mas. Love began to enjoy the game given her husband.

Watch out if it reaches the lyrics of other men. I beat you more than before.

Galang and Kasih continued their activities. Love should enjoy a long night with the mischief her husband made. Love predicts that this activity will be the main favorite Galang will be added in the book of preference.

After a long time finally Galang fell into his arms to his wife. Enjoying the scent of Love's body, inhaling it deeply.

Galang Point Of View

Forgive your husband, baby. I know you're a virgin. If you hadn't Kris' lyrics.  I don't want to lose someone I love anymore.

By the way.your body is very fragrant. What are you wearing... Humm or is this what I'm addicted to? It feels very exciting. What do you feel when I squeeze these two bumps? Your body is always writhing. Ah, I want to smell this exciting scent. What is this aroma.It smells very fragrant and warm…

“Kasih... open your feet dear”.

“Mas What do you want?”

“Selecting main property”

What is this herb. You're getting me hooked. Don't blame me if I explore it. You who drive me crazy continue to want to feel this scent. Hummm…

“Mas Galang... Auu... Auu... brewoknya mas... nyangkuttt!”.

“Iya..”.

“Haduh... already dong mas.. I'm cold hot now...”

“Iya dear... bentar.. Rasain aja...

The Author Point Of View

The night is getting late. Galang incessantly pranking his wife. Love can only be resigned to receive new lessons taught by Galang. He tries to make his wife as comfortable as possible.

*****

Don't blame Galang boss

Blame Sarah's mama who concocted the potion

Seriate…

*****