Faithfulness Ratih And Darma

Faithfulness Ratih And Darma
Chapter 68


"Sorry Sir. Show your ID, STNK, and SIM."


"Yes Sir. A moment."


Darma then gives what the police officer asked for.


"Do you know your mistake Mr Darma Setiawan?"


"Yes Sir. Sorry I am khilaf sir. I was on the street."


"It's not just that. You hit the red light. Did you know that your actions could endanger all road users."


"Sorry to the police. Don't be angry with my husband. Poor thing..." Ratih.


"alright. This time you can continue your journey. Please don't repeat it again Mr. Darma."


"Yes sir, thank you."


"Good day."


"Prince Sir."


After the policeman left, Darmapun continued driving.


"Ih Mas Darma's. We almost got a ticket."


"Udah, the police are good people. It's important we survive."


"Sunday the police are not on vacation. She should be on vacation with her son."


"Yes Deck. It's a holiday. That's why we don't have to be punished."


Darma then glided at a slow speed. He rarely took the path of Ratih because of their respective busyness. Ratih is busy at school, and Darma is busy at the office. And if the holidays usually they are in sports to run in the morning and chat in the room.


"Mas, why are we going this way. Aren't we going to Arfan's house?"


"Udah don't bring. Just nurut..."


Train quiet. He looks confused. Where else would her husband take her.


A moment later, Ratih smiled. Darma took her to the beach.


"Gee...Mas. Is this the beach?"


"Dear who said it was a mountain. If there is a sea, it is a beach. It's still more."


"Ih...Mas Darma's. That's very. Where is the visitor? how lonely is it."


"Mas deliberately brought you here. This beach is not a tourist attraction, baby. Just an ordinary beach. If I ajakin you to the beach object wsiata, then your eyes will not focus equally mas."


"meaning?" The coach did not understand.


"Yes. You'll be concerned about that cute guy."


"Ha.ha...Ratih. So I was jealous of that. Means Mas is also jealous when Ratih chatted with the brother of the chicken porridge. I was also jealous when I went online."


Darma silence.


"Kok quiet. Silence means yes, dong..."


Train is getting more and more literate.


Darma was silent again.


Ratih was more confused why her husband was so indifferent to her. Ratihpun kept quiet.


Just suddenly


Cup. One kiss landed on Ratih's smooth cheek.


"Mas Darma's..." Said Ratih while holding his cheek.


Darma smiles.


"You again? Not so heavy."


Ratih.


"One is enough." Speak with heart palpitations. Though actually Ratih also wants to get another kiss and get another hug.


Darma grabbed both hands of Ratih. He kissed the backs of Ratih's hands.


"You're a pretty Deck."


Train smile.


"Mas Darma is also handsome."


Darma smiles. And finally they were dissolved in the spice of romance at the edge of the beach.


Darma was still in a position to hug Ratih from behind. His chin rests on Ratih's shoulder.


The fragrant fragrance of Ratih's body always makes opium for Darma. He never got tired of touching Ratih. At all times there was nothing he thought about except Ratih.


So too with the coach. Darma is his first love and his last love. Even though they are not dating like people in general. Yet they seemed to have filled his heart with love they still each.


The wind this afternoon seemed to make Ratih and Darma's hair fly. Darma still wrapped his hands around Ratih's waist.


." I love you sweet heart..." The whisper of soft Darma.


"I love u honey..." Said Ratih who still has not let Darma take off his embrace.


Ratih's hand was still tightly grasping Darma's hand which was still wrapped around his waist.


"Do you like the beach, baby?" ask Darma.


"Hmmm..." Ratih.


"You love me dear."


"Hmmm..."


"Do you promise not to turn away from me?"


"Ratihi Mas promise. The coach will always be loyal to you. But Mas also promises well, will always be loyal to Ratih. I don't know what this Ratih would be if Mas loved someone else."


Darma twists Ratih's body. And now they're facing each other. Train smile. Darma then grabbed Ratih's hair and flicked Ratih's hair behind Ratih's ears.


"You're beautiful, baby."


Train smile. Face blushing. Darma then kisses Ratih's forehead and both cheeks.


"Mas promise dear. I will always love you forever. He will never turn away and betray you. Because I have also felt the pain of being betrayed. So you don't have to worry well, you'll always look after and protect you until death do us part."


"Yes Mas. Train too. Hopefully our love will last until grandparents. Ratih would never betray Mas. Because for Ratih Mas is the best husband. Mas can always spoil Ratih even though often nosy and nyebelin."


"Yes dear. I'm lucky to have a woman as beautiful as you. At once ill-fated for getting a lazy woman, fierce and bring your kayak. Haha.ha..."


"Ih...Mas Darma's. Bummer...!"


Ratih bulging. Her face was like a hungry lioness. Before Ratih hit Darma immediately ran away. Ratihpun chasing her husband.


They were chasing under the heat of the menatari light. There is no hot word if love is united. Wherever the place will be beautiful if there is love.


Train looked exhausted. Darma's approaching.


"So, what's wrong with you?" ask Darma.


Kriyuk...


"What does that sound?"


"Hi..hi.the worm is Ratih Mas, ask for food."


"Well, I can. I just ate chicken."


"That's Ratih eating. If the worm hasn't."


"Would you like to eat again?"


"No need. Train the iceman."


"Hey, don't drink ice. You're pregnant."


"Ih Mas Darma is like a chatty mama."


"Udah, we go home. It's so hot."


"Mas. Train the drinker."


"Yes, let's go back."


"Don't. I want to see the sun sinking here. Train the same romantic-romanticist Mas. We're just going out here lonely."


Darma pulls Ratih's nose."Could be you"


"Well.sick tofu Mas." Said Ratih holding his nose.


"We've been looking for shelter, baby."


"Yes, it's."


Darma then looks for shelter. They climbed onto the rocks behind which was a huge, lush tree that could protect them from the sun.


"We're sitting here now, baby."


"Yes, it's."


Darma then invited Ratih to sit down.


"Dear the poem to you."


"Oh yeah?"


"Yes, this poem I dedicate to Adek Ratih beloved true love Mas Darma."