After Marriage
Chapter 115

 Keesokah.

Early in the morning, Aslan and Kiran had come

widya's house.

Until there, Kiran immediately hugged Widya tightly, she said,

give strength to his best friend to always be patient in the face

every exam. Because basically, death will indeed come to every

parishioners.

At half-time 7am, Ana's body was buried.

Many people have taken his departure. This morning, Widya was no longer

crying again. She had even read Yasin's letter to her mother, but

there's another tightness being knocked down.

After the funeral, they all rushed home.

Continuing a life that is still rolling, until

the time has come to stop.

“Thank you Lan,” said Great to Aslan, since

earlier Aslan did help Agung a lot to take care of this and that, even

Aslan also led when saluting Ana's mother.

Aslan said nothing, he just nodded

head as an answer. He did all this anyway, to help,

Aslan didn't want to thank you.

After saying goodbye, Aslan and Kiran decide to

straight home.

Now both are in the car, the car is driving

slowly in the middle of the streets of Jakarta.

Aslan turned his head, looking at the wife in sight

pensively. Without asking what was the cause, Aslan just stroked the shoots

the head of the wife with love.

Then when Kiran turned her head, Aslan smiled at the

that wife.

That made Kiran smile again.

“I love you so much Mas,” Kiran said later,

to make Aslan frown in confusion, between him and Kiran, Kiran is

the most anti-pronounce word love.

“Honest to me, what a mistake have you made

do?” hardik Aslan, complete with a gaze that looked suspiciously, if

already saying love like this, there must be nothing, Aslan thought confidently.

Asking like that, Kiran throbbed, pursing

his lips are upset.

This is the reason he is lazy to say the word love,

definitely mocked.

“I'm serious Mas,” replied Kiran, whining.

And Aslan looked at him suspiciously.

“Really?” ask Aslan again and Kiran nodded.

“Why suddenly say that? There's gotta be

the reason,” timpal Aslan again who is not yet satisfied. More than ever, the

wife was daydreaming.

“There is no reason why, I just want to keep saying

that word every day, until you get bored, until I get used to it

saying it even though later I am senile,” explained Kiran, while laughing

far into the future, when he and Aslan have become grandmothers and grandfathers.

Hearing that Aslan smiled, then when his car

stopped at the red light, Aslan immediately pulled the body of the wife and

shower him with a deep kiss.  Even

his hands did not remain silent, reverberating whatever he wanted to squeeze. Until making

lenguhan Kiran finally came out as well.

Nothing can stop the madness

Aslan, he continues to enjoy the sweetness of his wife's lips. Until the sound of car horns

from the back made him realize, if they are currently

in the middle of the highway.

Aslan chuckled, hurriedly returning to ponder

his car, leaving just like that, Kiran who was gasping.

“Mas ih!” kiran was annoyed, especially when she realized her clothes were already

messy, and what makes it more uncomfortable is down there already

feels wet.

Kiran, hit suaminaya's arm strongly.

And that, succeeded in making Aslan's hardness even more

sounds obvious.

“I love you dear,” Aslan said later, and

Kiran smelled her smile.

It was amused to answer, but finally, he

also said, “ I love you more Mas,” replied Kiran later.

hand, while the other hand he used to hold tightly the hand

the wife.

****

Days passed, since the mother died Widya decided to get out

her job. It was also based on the wishes expressed by his mother before

ajal came to pick me up.

Resigning from his position as manager,

Widya recommended Agung as her successor.

And thankfully, the Showroom CEO agreed. Grand

not a new person in this showroom, until the owner of the showroom sure, if

Agung could certainly replace Widya's position. Take responsibility

well done.

And already 2 days, Agung served as a position

new, a manager.

At exactly 5 pm, Agung has returned to

her house. Right now, he still lives in Widya's house, tonight is night

the last Yasinan was held in the house, coinciding with the 7 days of his death

the mother, Ana.

Not seeing the wife anywhere, finally Agung directly

decided to go to their room. Passing through busy mothers

prepare food for Yasinan later tonight.

Arriving at the room, Agung circulated his gaze.

Until he saw the wife who was cleaning some clothes above

thick carpet in the room.

Grand approached, sitting right next to the wife.

“Mas,” greet Widya, while taking the hand of Agung and

takzim kissed.

Great looking at the wife who looks fresh, he can

guessing if this wife had just taken a bath, even the scent of her body was still strong

smelled by his sense of smell.

“Why not go down, below is crowded,” ask

Grand.

Widya did not answer immediately, she turned around

her body is now facing her husband. Then help Agung to take off

tie and unbutton in both arms of the husband.

“Involuntarily, I wait for the mas to go home first, while

folding clothes,” replied Widya honestly, then stared in both the husband's netra.

Momentary. The two just looked at each other, without any

talks again. Until Agung finally eroded the distance and kissed the lips

wife so softly. The long-lasting softness turned rough and

prosecuting.

Widya accepted it all, she even moved to sit down

on the lap of the husband.

Since they were married to this day, they have not

doing the first night. Widya's sadness makes her unable to do that and

The great also understood it well.

But Fadli called the boy. Fadli and

Widya had a conversation just the two of them in the living room. Fadli said, if you'd better

Widya and Agung soon move into their new home. Advising the child,

if now he has a new status, a stri. Then his task now

no longer obedient to parents, but obedient to the husband.

Hearing that, Widya suddenly felt guilty

very very big.

The last week, always the Great who served him, he

until indifferent.

Even when imagining those days, secondly

netra Widya to tears.

And now, he wants to make up for it all.

Agung took off his lips, as they

both out of breath. The two looked at each other with breaths

fight, hunt.

“I'm sorry, Mas,” said widya gasped, and Agung

don't know what his wife is talking about, sorry for what?

“Sorry, for ignoring you, reasoned because

sad about mom, forgive me,” Widya said again, sincere from her heart.

He smiled, then cupped both sides of his face

the wife with love.

“So what does this mean?” tanya Agung teases,

while glancing at the body of the wife who is now on his lap.

Widya shook her head, only able to look down, embarrassed.