
Both are down, Ian and Noura. The woman greeted her parents with a big smile. "Mother, Father ...." He hugged her one-on-one. "Vika, Mas Deni." He glanced at the two who were standing behind his parents.
"Come, I'll show you the house" said Ian, standing next to his wife. He told me that his large house consisted of many rooms with some that functioned in addition to the bedroom, such as a workspace, sports room and prayer room. He also told me the location of the kitchen while stepping into the back door of his house. There is a swimming pool and a large garden. "Yes, this is my home. Built based on functions so not luxurious," he explained.
Yes, even though the house is large, because it stands on a very large land, designed minimalist so it looks very comfortable to live in and not complicated.
Vika's ears feel hot. He knew Ian was attacking him. The man glanced at him with a wide grin. "May dong see the rooms?" sela Vika while glancing cynically.
"Oh, yes, that can't be Vika. It's a private area, " said I advised.
"Oh, it's okay, Mom. Can really. The rooms were upstairs," Ian who was annoyed by Vika's words tried to smile and immediately led his guests upstairs and immediately took him to look at the room. "This is our room, Mom, Dad." He opens the door.
They just peek from the outside inward.
"Whose room is this? How is anyone living?" Vika turned out presumptuously to open the door of the room on the side. "This is Noura's room?" He saw Noura's makeup on the table.
"Oh, i-it's ...." Noura panicked and glanced at Ian.
"Oh, he does have two rooms." Ian took over the conversation. "'And our bathroom is one? If you suddenly want to go to the bathroom together, is not possible?" He went into the room and opened the closet so that there were piles of women and men's clothes and also on the hanging shelf.
"Perhaps after this I'll buy a special wardrobe for Noura, but the plan is forward, I'd like to unload the room next to it for both of our wardrobes instead of narrowing our room with a new closet," obviously straightforward.
Mom glanced to the side. "Looks like a lot of guest rooms. Can you, Mom come and stay here every once in a while if you're staying out of town?"
Now that Ian was panicking, Noura was confused and glanced at her husband.
The woman, who is now wrapping her hands around her mother's arms, does not want to blame Ian for being so presumptuous to answer a question that only her husband knows.
Vika smiled at her mother's idea. The woman knew her mother was very close to Noura.
"Oh, but if it's troublesome, it's okay, it's okay." Mom answered immediately.
"Oh, it's okay, ma'am, it's okay. In fact, I'm glad that Noura is there to accompany me at home because I often overtime in the office" replied Ian quickly. He knew only that sentence could save him this time.
"Thank you Ian, I'll drop Mom if you get out of town." He left his wife to both of them.
Ian sighed softly. Means daily life, will be a little monitored by his wife's parents. His head was dizzy for a moment.
"Mom, why don't you just want to stay with me?" ask Vika to pretend to care.
"You and your husband are always goofy everywhere. If you are not with your husband, you are busy walking somewhere. Different from Noura. She's always at home when she's not working" she explained.
"Ah, okay. Lunch time soon. How about we all go downstairs. Below we can pray together because there is a special room for congregational prayers." Ian tried to end the conversation that began to confuse his head.
"Oh, yeah. Ok," said Dad.
Back the group down together. They came to the living room where there was a dining table and sofa equipped with a television. Some sit on the couch.
The woman's eyes were glazed.
"Don't cry!" ian said with a stifled voice. He even bit his own fist behind his wife's back. The man tried to hold back the anger.
The two did not know that his movements were noticed by Vika from afar. The woman was waiting for her suspicion to reason. The exact moment he saw his twin eyes were glazed ....
Ian saw it too. As fast as lightning the man dyed Noura's temple to the surprise of the woman. Her cheeks flushed.
The man put his head together. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have spoken so in front of your family. Sorry," he said in a soft voice. Ah, I forgot again, Noura is not Vika. He was easy to cry! "I'm sorry, huh?" He looked at the two eyeballs behind the glasses.
Although a little awkward, Noura nodded slowly. Of course her cheeks were red because for the first time the husband kissed her. He was confused because Ian often changed as he is today. Either what character he is playing now, a bad character or a good character.
"Let's check the food in the kitchen so no one sees you crying." Back Ian gave a kiss on the forehead.
Noura's cheeks are back. "Mk." A little awkward the woman immediately stepped into the kitchen. Vika looked at Noura.
Ian went back to his wife's family. "Who wants tea or coffee, maybe? Or maybe a cold drink?"
Noura in the kitchen was calming her heart. Feels pounding. He fanned his face because he was sultry and his cheeks were still flushed.
My husband kissed me twice. The woman smiled at the dikulum, imagining. Oh, Noura. How stupid of you. Just by being given a kiss you were so happy that he forgot he had snapped at you earlier.
Ah, it's okay. This little thing makes me happy. Everyone has a different way of being happy. I'm a new bride, so if I'm happy enough with things like this, people will understand, right?
Anyway, maybe he changed his mind about the first night. Noura blushed with her own thoughts.
After the prayer, they had lunch together. Noura took food for her husband, as well as mother to father. Only Vika and her husband took their own food.
"Thank you Noura" Ian said as he waited.
"Noura, you made a hodgepodge?" ask mother.
"Yes, a lot of people like you." Noura placed the steak plate in front of her husband. The man looks excited.
"Mmh ..," said the man with glowing eyes, cutting and chewing it. "It doesn't feel like one, honey."
"Yes, there's more, if you want to add more." Noura smiled broadly.
"Can I try?"
The two glanced at Deni's plate.
"Wear rice?" asked Ian in wonder.