Damar (Not) For Wulan
Fitness Plan

Aditya greeted us in front of Aunt Iren, there was a man who greeted us, of course raising questions.

"Son Adit, she's a Wulan schoolmate," replied Mother glancing at my future in-laws.

"Oh yeah, Adit boy can come to Wulan's wedding in three weeks. Let Wulan send the invitation." Mother spoke back.

Aditya hurried to tell us after asking us. His face looks moody, I'm not feeling good about him. Is it true that Damar said that he has a liking for me? For a moment I took this breath, trying to calm myself down. The four of us left this restaurant after Aunt Iren paid for everything.

Mom and I went down in front of the apartment building. We invited Mutia and Aunt Iren to stop by for a while, but, they refused because they were tired. Moreover, Kak Mutia is pregnant young, she must often rest to maintain her womb.

Mom and I walked around in the lobby. Because tomorrow there is no event, I want to take Mom to Adit's fitness center. We were already in the elevator, Mother was easily adapted to the apartment environment. He can push the elevator button, call the clerk if needed. Since living in the capital for almost a month, he seems familiar with shopping trolleys and other habits that have never been done in the village.

The two of us walked hand in hand in the corridor, I turned my head, looking at Mom.

"Mom, tomorrow afternoon we go to fitness at Adit's place! It's a pity that it has an exclusive card but it's not made." I started the conversation.

"Fitnes? Adit's? Wow, that's right what you said. I've never been there, we're going there tomorrow. I want to try the fitness equipment, you teach me, yes!" Mom was excited, and I smiled with satisfaction at her reaction. I ended up there too, adding stamina before the wedding day.

"Mom, we go there twice a week. How's it? Wulan's kind of bored in the apartment." I went back to persuading Mom.

"Aren't you tired of twice a week?" ask me to stop her steps.

"Moreover your wedding day is approaching. You should stretch or massage whatever it is. Iren must have been feeling better before you got married" said Mother again.

"I'm not tired if it's only twice a week, ma'am. Three days before D-Day, Wulan is not into fitness anymore" I said.

"Yes, yeah. We're going there, together," continued Mother. I held her arm, I slapped the apartment unit door. After opening we went in and sat on the sofa.

"You look tired, what did you do?" We sat down after closing the door.

"Custom, Sir. Ting ting wedding dress. I also need to get a family uniform. All the costs from Iren." Mother's words made me chuckle.

"It's not ting-ting, ma'am but fitting," hilariously heard from Mom.

"Yes, that's what it is." This head is leaning against the head of the sofa.

"Further tired Wulan, sir. Wulan must fit seven kebaya and wedding dress. It's a real ripening mass," I exhaled this quickly.

"Yes, just rest!" exclaim father.

"Oh yeah, Damar's coffee shop how's it going? Still rame?" ask father.

"It looks like it's still, sir. Wulan has not worked there anymore, rarely went there because it was not obtained by Damar," I said.

"Why indeed?" ask him while looking at me.

"Regular, Damar. He is jealous. Can't see Wulan talking to her own friends." This back is leaning, trying to calm down.

"Former himself? Owh, you mean Aditya, huh?" Mr. ascertaining. I responded with a nod of the head.

This afternoon we are working as usual. Dusk began to show its form, we did our duty and ate the dish afterwards. At exactly seven o'clock in twenty minutes, someone knocked on the front door.

"Let Wulan alone open," I cried when I saw my father was shocked.

I turned the door knob, the door opened slowly. There was a smiling face there.

"Mas Damar, what are the nights here?" He just called, not half an hour after dinner. Uh, he's already here.

"I miss, that's why I came here" she smiled.

"Mas, don't be so fast! Same mom hasn't slept yet, watch TV again." Show her with my chin.

"I wasn't told to come in?" Sneaked.

"By the end!" myrag.

"You're in the middle of that door. Where it's getting wider." Plak, his hand hit my ass.

"Mas, I can't. Not done yet." I hit his chest that field.

"Come on, we're talking in your room!" He pushed my body in while his left leg pushed the door shut.

"Damar, who told you to go into Wulan's room?" I looked at the future daughter-in-law sharply.

"Hehe, it's okay, isn't it, sir? Damar's door opens." He even chuckled, shameless this basic one person.

"Can't! Just sit on the balcony! There's a seat there." He went back against Damar's wishes.

"Yes, sir." He finally agreed too.

Me and Damar headed for the balcony. The lights here are still bright. We sat next to him, his hands wrapped around my waist. His head rests on this shoulder.

"Darling, I'm tired today. Need support from you." He was sweet and spoiled like a boy. Just this time I saw the unexpected attitude of Damar.

"What work did you do, Mom? What should I support? Tired instead of resting at home, even here." I rubbed his arm a few times around my waist.

"Need vitamin C from you." His head looked up, staring at me.

"Vitamin C is from oranges, why from me?" I still don't understand what he's saying.

"Vitamin kiss," he whispered right in the earlobe. I didn't expect her whisper just made me shiver and feel a strange rumble. There was something that seemed to rise up from within, but, I don't know what it was. I seem to have experienced this before, but I don't remember it.

"Mas, don't do it, ah! There is a Mom and Dad there. Our movements can be seen from there." Damar getting more aggressive, his hand movements began to sway the curves of my body.

"Mas Damar!" I hit his arm hard. He made me breathless, the air around me like it couldn't be accommodated.

"I miss you." His head that had been leaning on his shoulder, started to move wildly. His breath felt hot and tickled this face.

I try to hold back the turmoil within me. It makes it harder for me to breathe. His lips started to approach quickly, but, there was a gedebum sound that made us both stop the movement. Our eyes met and opened.

"What sound was that?" manya panic. I'm afraid that anything will happen to Mom or Dad. His voice is so loud.

I stood up, and so did Damar. We both opened the balcony door, there was a scene that shocked both of us. We looked at each other and then looked at the two in turn.

"Mas, they ..." I can't speak anymore.