
The next day, Widya and Agung actually moved into Fahmi's house, they only brought 3 suitcases filled with clothes and important items.
Not much indeed, because all household furniture is complete available there.
Last night, Agung called Fahmi, saying about their move to the house. Fahmi is very happy, now the house will be inhabited, not someone else but Agung who he has considered like his own sister.
Fahmi is grateful, the house will come back to life, will be again inhabited by a family. Because in fact, Fahmi felt guilty when he decided to stay in Malaysia at that time.
But sure if everything has been determined by God, he finally made the decision.
And now, Kiran has welcomed the arrival of his two friends, standing right in front of the gate of his own house, waiting for the car Agung and Widya to be seen.
And it took a long time, the long-awaited ones came as well. Kiran's smile spread, she even ran straight and headed for the gate of the house that Agung would occupy.
"Mdw Wid!" pekik Kiran when Widya went down first, while Agung was still loyal to the steering chair.
For a moment, Kiran and Widya hugged each other, like teletubies, and the hug came loose when the voice of Agung's cry sounded.
"Open the gate!" pekik Agung upset, nothing, now he is still parked on the side of the road, will interfere if there are cars that will pass.
Kiran and Widya chuckled, then both pushed open the gate of the house.
And the Great's car came into the courtyard of the house.
Then came down and approached his wife and his best friend.
"This is the key to this house," said Kiran, while handing over the 3 keys of this house, all of which he handed over to Agung, without saving a single one for himself.
Kiran really appreciates the privacy of her two best friends, not even want to feel, if they are here hitchhiking. Kiran wants them to think of this house as their own, which will always take good care of and look after it.
"If it's noisier, don't slam the furniture, yes" Kiran joked, as they all started to enter the house. But Agung just looked at him sharply.
"The new bride was well-designed, this was even a storm," ketus Agung.
"I mean another storm, uh uh uh uh that's it," Kiran joked with a chuckle, and Agung immediately smiled broadly, while Widya chipped, so embarrassed herself.
Agung and Kiran turned out to be the same, perverted. It's natural from High School until now they are still friends, Widya thought while nodding her head slowly. Justifying his own mind.
"Yes, I'm going home, umi said I can't stay here long, have to give time to both of you, " explained Kiran honestly.
"Indeed it must be like this, you here even disturb," said the Great as it is, indeed this is how he feels. Because there is Kiran he can not make out with his wife.
Enjoy living together as a newlywed.
Kiran thaws, then says goodbye to Widya to go home. Get out of that house with pursed lips.
After Kiran's departure, Agung immediately embraced the wife's body from behind, landing his chin on the wife's shoulders.
"It's the house?" tanya Agung, he looked at his wife.
And when Widya turned to look at her husband, Agung immediately kissed her cheek.
Simple things, but managed to make both cheeks Widya blushed.
The two then decided to choose the room they would occupy. They agreed, to use the room that Fahmi occupied first for them to occupy. Because that room is the biggest room in the house.
Widya and Agung then took their suitcases in the car and began to improve.
"Darling, let's order some food, yeah, what do you want to eat?" tanya Agung, saw the wife who painstakingly tidied up their clothes both.
Hang it up and put it in the closet.
"What yes? it's a pity" Widya replied, confused.
"I want a grilled chicken, you want one?"
Widya shakes.
"Then" asked the Great again.
"As for Mas" Widya replied again, when asked somehow she became confused herself.
"Bakso?"
Widya still shakes.
"Chicken Noodle?"
Widya shook her head again.
"What dong darling? I'm confused."
"Yes, just the same as having Mas."
Agung nodded, without asking much more he immediately ordered the food, duo portions, to be delivered to this house.
"I'm going to the kitchen, Mom, what's going on?" widya asked after she finished tidying the clothes.
"Later, when the food came. I have also ordered water meniral kok," explained Agung, restraining the departure of the wife.
And Widya nodded, obediently. Then choose to sit on the sofa of the room, following the husband who was sitting there as well, tidying up some important documents belonging to them.
"You tired?" tanya Agung after his wife sat perfectly, Widya shook her head and hugged her husband's arm tightly, as well as leaned back.
"Mas, when you want to make a baby grandpa, I will want to have a baby soon," said Widya blatantly, she ventured to ask like that, because she continued to feel guilty in the heart.
Especially when remembering, yesterday they had failed to unite.
"Let's love, eat first, because after that I will not let you go again," explained Agung to make Widya speechless.
He just bit his lower lip, nervous.
Until the sound of the house bell rang, the sign of their food order had arrived.