MARRYING DOWN THE BED?
37. Note No 4. My courage, Tick

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The 11th day since the wedding, at 1:30 p.m...

Instinctively I woke myself up. Because a lot of things must be done from now on, which I should do while Evita is sound in sleep. Thankfully, he was still sleeping.

As soon as I woke up and opened my eyes realizing that my wife and I were still the way we slept the night before, I could only grin alone.

Still in accordance with the habit of sleep and wake that Evita has applied since the first day, my wife is almost always not allow herself, let alone me, through the pillow bolting shield or fortress sleep it...this time we still seem to be like that. Sleeping on each side of the bed. My wife's on the other side and I'm on my own.

Never happened for one person to even unconsciously fall asleep carelessly rolling there rolling here.

A little explanation of Oma Laras is also as a complement to my understanding,

'how to sleep Evita? he is not the type of grasa grusu. not grabak grubukan. lah. since the baby he is like that. after the mother snores a little, yes. if he is cape really.'

That's because in order to continue to respect my wife's application, after we ended the romance that had happened 2x a moment ago, I did not necessarily make an excessive sleeping attitude towards her just because we had finally made love...

The bias of my thin grin gradually faded away changing the seriousness of watching Evita's deep asleep face before my face. Forms of peaceful sleep without dreams, if observed on the eyelashes and eyelids that do not move this.

Recalling for a moment of our romance, I re-imagined how my wife did it with all her heart and her feelings. It didn't take long for him to accept and understand what to do. It didn't take tomorrow or the other day we started, tonight we finally did it.

A love filled with love and affection, full of pent-up emotions, brought us both melted together in a variety of feelings that we had never experienced before. With wave after wave of pleasure whack, like not wanting an ending.

But it still has to end with the client*ax that Evita first achieved, deliberately I made herself first get it then I gathered myself for my next turn. Pouring all the elements of the sacred liquid completely within him.

After completing the longing I let my wife stay where she was lying down, while I myself pulled the body from it, and laid down some distance from her side.

There's no talk. What else is discussion. Compact without any comment other than me took the time to touch Evita who then closed her eyes. Half sleepy welcome the bolster pillow that I attached and immediately fell asleep hugging the object in his favorite room.

It looks so childish... I shrouded in love with the rest of his mediation and fatigue, covered his plain and moist body by sweat due to lovemaking, and it seems overall I can make sure the passion Evita at the beginning was channeled very satisfying.

Still looking at Evita's deep sleep I said in my heart: I will carry all these memories in my memory if because of all this, I am obliged to move to a prison cell...

Ah, but what are the possibilities? After Evita clearly as the party who first wanted it?

Not looking for self-defense, I was just looking into whether there was any chance Evita would forgive me and forget her non-acceptance.

Such is.

Sleeping Evita long. I sleep for a while. Right now I'm facing a laptop to do some video editing. Before a while I go out driving, leaving Evita and a memo :

'...sorry I got away from you, did not accompany when you woke up.

and baby, please keep this a secret from anyone without exception.

I'm driving for a bit for the wind...'

I occasionally glanced from the sofa I sat on towards Evita's deep sleep. Ensuring. Perhaps the strength of the alcohol had started to wither from within his body. What remains now is only more pain and pain throughout the body as a result of love activities.

Note No 4. Courage, tick.

The courage to start all this to end beautifully. Now it's just waiting for Evita's reaction as the final conclusion of everything I've done.

But it seems like it can be said that the achievement is success. With the success rate reached at 90 to 10. More than fifty-fifty.

Very satisfied with everything I have managed to realize, already able to breathe a sigh of relief one of the 'burden' of my mind was finally liberated.

As for the reaction of Evita once awakened later then immediately realized everything, following the memo tucked under HP and the edited video that I have sent to his mobile number. I was more than ready to take responsibility.

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The morning sky of Jakarta at 4:25 was not decorated with stars or the moon when I pulled, stretching the muscles of the body lazily in the steering chair while penetrating the view up there through the windshield of the car.

I woke up again but now in a vehicle, parked alone on the side of the road outside the housing complex where I live, then I circulated my vision around.

The atmosphere around is still quiet. Occasionally crossed by one or two vehicles on a smooth paved road on the left side of the existence of the car, began to be crossed also by one or two people who were seen swinging a step towards the mosque not far from the existence of a complex gate in front there. To perform routine worship.

Looking towards HP above the dashboard, it was no less quiet than any notification... Is Evita awake now?

Likely already. He's not the type to wake up to leave for work. The hours of going to bed and the hours of awakening during this constant rarely change. That's what he told me.

If he is still sleeping, good, he needs to spend a lot of time with sleep to restore stamina, restore energy, let a while longer time pause and I still will not go home now.

If he had woken up, what would have been his reaction?

I reached HP from the dashboard to check the CCTV camera at home through an online application feature.it turns out the situation display there is still in a state without lighting. Especially the dining room that is located next to my bedroom, there has been no activity for the last 2 hours after I left the house. After a little berberes room and edit 2 videos of camera footage.

It's like Evita hasn't woken up from her sleep. If so, he would have turned on all the lights around outside the bedroom.

Did ya? Is she still sleeping?

And why then suddenly heard a loud impact sound caught on one of the CCTV cameras on my HP, which is a camera in the dining room that simultaneously highlights the existence of my bedroom door?