When Married?
The KM Part 25
Time has shown at three o'clock in the morning Literature is still awake. Since last night he could not close his eyes. Literature always wants to be close to the Flower, only every time it happens it will always end up being a torture for him. Coupled with this close distance the scent of pheromones that emanate strongly from the body of the flower makes itself have to fight against his desires.
Slowly Literature released the embrace of Flowers on his body and replaced it with a bolster. He got up and decided to throw himself under the cold water to relieve his bubbling desire since last night.
As he was about to open the bathroom door, there was a white towel draped and dangled on the doorknob. So if viewed in the dark from a distance that is a bit far away will look like a white shadow that dangles to the floor.
So it turns out this white towel is what the devil thinks by Flowers. Literature almost chuckled loudly, but then she remembered that Bunga was still asleep.
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After nearly an hour under the shower he was finally able to control the swish, Literature put on the bathrobe and came out of the bathroom.
He saw the flower still asleep wrapped around the blanket by hugging the bolster while occasionally muttering in his sleep. Literature was made to be anxious to see it that way. However, he suddenly burst into tears with Flower's words last night while being frightened by the virgin ghost of his wreath.
I'm still a virgin.
Those words kept swirling in his head. His heart was full of dilemmas. On the one hand Literature desperately wants Flowers, but on the other hand does she have the heart to ruin this innocent girl?
Indeed at first Literature approached the Flower just to resolve her curiosity, but after getting to know her more closely she felt a different way.
Moreover, when she was sick, Sastra did not expect that this innocent girl was so mature, attentive and painstaking in caring for her who was fussy at the time. It feels almost the same as when a mother takes care of her sick child lovingly.
Literature has not gotten such a thing from someone for a long time, her birth mother died when she stepped on the bench of High School. Shortly after his mother died then his father married again to a young woman who was none other than his affair.
After her father remarried Sastra left the main house of Prawira's residence and lived alone in the apartment, she harbored anger at her father who was having an affair when her mother was very ill. Since then he turned into a bad boy and mismanagement, act by going to clubs and drinking and bergonta changing women.
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Literature took a set of clean clothes from her car. After changing clothes he went to the kitchen and saw what ingredients could be cooked for breakfast, after searching he found only one box of oatmeal because only occasionally this apartment is used so he rarely shop for kitchen purposes.
Sastra called someone to buy all the kitchen necessities and deliver them to the apartment, then within thirty minutes the person who delivered the order had arrived.
Literature immediately opened the shopping bag and began to cook breakfast for him as well as Flowers.
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Where's she? Looks like it's awake. *Sy*I'll be very embarrassed to see him when I wake up, so how am I supposed to behave this morning to him? I want to put where my face is, but yesterday I did not allow him to sleep with me but last night I licked my own spit, haish his shame.
Instead of being dissolved in her raging mind, Flowers finally chose to step into the bathroom to clean themselves. He will pretend to forget about last night and pray in his heart that Literature does not discuss it.
Flowers come out of the bathroom wearing a pink bathrobe and then walk towards the walk in closet to change clothes. The empty cupboard that was empty yesterday is now crowded with clothes bought by Literature.
Flowers smiled happily, because only this time he had beautiful clothes and branded. Flowers are not hypocritical and in reality as a woman she also wants to have things like this, so now she will consider all of this a blessing and accept it with gratitude.
Flowers take one formal clothing stel with a knee-length black dress model without sleeves that is combined with a camel-colored blazer, when Bunga opened the price tag he was shocked because it turned out to cost almost half of his salary at the supermarket.
Oh my God, the price of this one shirt can make a RT eat meatballs cart! But ah it's better I just wear it, I wonder what it's like to wear expensive clothes.
The clothes were so fitting attached to her slim body, then she wore makeup as usual, namely baby powder and lip gloss. Her waist-length hair that was slightly wavy on let it waving beautifully.
Before pulling the doorknob, Bunga pulled and exhaled her many times hoping to overcome her nervousness.
The door to the room is open. He saw the lover was arranging breakfast at the table. Literature that heard the sound of the door immediately turned towards the source of the voice and the handsome man gasped with dazzled eyes.
"Wow, what a pity you're so beautiful today, that suit you so well." Literature approached Bunga and hugged his possessive waist.
"Thank you." Flowers blushed in shame, a red tinge appeared to be refracted in his cheekbones.
"I'm not willing to let you go to work, I don't want any other man to see your beauty, I just want to keep you for me."
"Based on you, I am a precious metal that is only stored," Flowers chuckled then they both walked towards the dining table and sat there.
"Before we go to breakfast first. I've cooked omelets of broccoli cheese eggs, and baked potatoes, hopefully this dish suits your taste." Literature gives spoons and forks to Flowers.
Flowers are not the picky type of food. He immediately took it with spirit. Already able to eat he was very grateful, because there are still many people who even to meet the needs of daily eating alone is very difficult.