Gaje
Part 67: In the morning

Marriage is like the ultimate goal of a couple in a relationship. In a religion of marriage is analogous to one of the endless forms of worship to God, worship continues as long as the couple love, love, and love each other. Until the child is blessed, marriage will produce rewards in the eyes of God, and anything that a legitimate married couple does on the basis of marriage itself, he will not end his deeds in the eyes of the Lord. It is a beautiful definition of marriage.

Surya and Airin have been husband and wife for seven months, and now the age of the content of Airin has stepped on six months where the stomach Airin already looks quite distended and the way Airin walk was not seen gurgling like he was a girl before. Airin sometimes had trouble taking things under his feet, he could not duck short, short, can not cook at his restaurant because the greater the content of Airin became often nauseous and did not want to smell the smells of food or kitchen oil.

Today Airin is staying at Hani and Dimas' house, Surya is also on leave from the office because Airin has been sick for three days. The house is so quiet without the presence of Jasmin and Haris who usually always fight in the middle room.

Airin daydreamed while stroking her distended stomach, at her side Hani stared worriedly.

"Rin, why?" asked Dimas with attention to the son-in-law.

Airin smiled a little. "Hehe, not Pa. I was worried about Haris. Where's he going, huh?His phone could not be reached"

Hearing Airin's worry, Hani also became worried, however Hani contributed to Haris's disappearance.

"Ah, Haris is great. Maybe he's back in Surabaya, honey." Surya emerged from the kitchen and brought his milkshake to Airin.

Surya sat down beside Airin and rested his wife's head on his sturdy shoulder. Airin smiled somewhat forcedly.

Surya's words just made Hani quite relieved, because honestly Hani felt very guilty.

"But... is it possible, Haris followed Jasmin to the Netherlands?" said Dimas suddenly. It made all eyes fixed on Dimas who was now dumbstruck himself.

"Well, that's impossible!" hani.

"Why are they in Holland? Windmill gerakin's designation? No way, Mommy." Hani still laughed with Dimas' words, because as far as Hani could not possibly be reckless Haris following Jasmin. If you follow Jasmin to the Netherlands, surely Haris will only make Jasmin as opposed to fighting.

While it was ....

Once in the morning in the Netherlands, around 5.30 am the atmosphere there looks so dark and cold. The room lights that Jasmin and Haris were staying in were still lit with dim light. The room lights were in a special design so that it will light up bright if the weather or atmosphere is very dark, but if it is early in the morning then the light will be a little dark as it is now.

Because the temperature reaches - 5 degrees outside, Haris lights an electric fireplace so that it makes the room in warm temperatures.

"Review his hand...!" tell Jasmin in a hoarse voice, the girl brushed away Haris' hand that was on her body violently.

Haris grieves softly, with Haris fad putting his feet as he giggles over Jasmin's feet.

"Damf. Watch his legs!" nagging Jasmin again, now he opened his eyes and flipped his body towards Haris.

Haris immediately closed his eyes and covered his body with a thick blanket. However, his lips still revealed a mischievous smile.

Jasmin let out a rough sigh, he was slightly irritated upon waking up in the morning, not knowing why.

"It's a very sharp turn, Min," said Haris with a clear look.

"Ris... You know what?"

"What?"

Jasmin pulled out a blanket to cover part of her chest, and a small grimace. "It hurts to know.. it still hurts."

"The pain is not on the cheek, bego! Here." point Jasmin at his crotch. After that hit Haris' shoulder tightly.

Haris laughed a little. "Yes on, I have to wipe part of the site. Do you want me to kick it again?"

Jasmin shoved Haris shoulder and laughed along as well, "Paan the hell," whispered Jasmin softly.

"Salem.. mmm...." Haris muttered, then smiled while covering his face with both hands, Jasmin did the same thing, a little amused because he did not expect that his first night would be with Haris, the super-nice Arnold!

"It hurts Min?" ask Haris attention, now the look is getting serious.

Jasmin nodded. "Heem... kayak ran a marathon from Bandung to Tasikmalaya, hehe."

"Emang you ever run a marathon to the Lake?" ask Haris plain.

Jasmin giggles. "Never, it's just like that."

Haris was still with a cheerful face that he had never shown before. This makes Jasmin look at her husband was clingy, if noticed Haris is very handsome huh, why did Jasmin not realize the charm of Haris? Is it because they just found it?

"Why is that eating," murmured Haris slowly.

Jasmin immediately returned to his consciousness. "Why? Can't you see your own husband?!" challenge Jasmin with a face made fierce.

"Ciee. Haha,“ is Haris's tease that makes Jasmin laugh amusedly.

Then, Haris smiled. "Don't look around, my tar I'm crested again." Haris supported her head with one hand, her upper body naked and facing Jasmin enthusiastically. Jasmin just lay on the bed, used the blanket comfortably and looked at Haris still as before.

"If you look beautiful too, Min," praised Haris, the first compliment after thousands of full moons they knew.

"Where are you. don't realize I'm beautiful."

Haris took a deep breath. "Gue has never considered you beautiful all this time Min, if I think you are beautiful from the past. Maybe I can be khilaf," told Haris with a look of serious, handsome, cute, charming, charming face, and why Jasmin suddenly gatel.

"Thank you Ris...."

"Make?" asked Haris confused, Jasmin tilted her head and kissed Haris' lips briefly, very sweet.

"Everything...."

"Eh Min, Min," call Haris in a hurry.

"What?"

"War again kuy." Haris raised both eyebrows, which was met with a small laugh of Jasmin. Jasmin immediately pulled down the blanket worn by him and greeted Haris with both hands stretched out wide.

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