Healing
62. Guest Disruptors

Bian and I went back to Bian's house, which he said had cooked a lot this morning, and it was all my favorite meal. I don't know why my taste of village cuisine, maybe because it has been accustomed since childhood to the same mama mama village cuisine menu, so that the tongue is accustomed to the taste of village cuisine that for me is very delicious.

Terasi sambel, asem vegetable and salted fish, is not a luxury food, but if you eat with the side dish, I can add many times. Doesn't my taste taste the tongue of the villagers?.

But that doesn't mean I don't like burgers, pizzas, hot dogs, spaghetti, pasta, and the like, 'cause I can eat it, it can all come in, but if asked to choose when the position is hungry like this, of course I would prefer rice with side dishes of vegetables, sambel terasi, and salted fish that are appetizing.

We both arrived at Bian's house at 11 o'clock, immediately had lunch together and also washed the dishes and dirty glasses we used together. Errata, not together.more precisely I was the one who washed, and Bian just hugged me from behind, it was a little disturbing my work, but I let him act as he pleased, but I let him act as he pleased, I also feel comfortable whenever I am treated that way by my future husband. It feels so loved and wanted.

Just briefly washing dishes and glasses, because we only ate together, we moved to the living room to sit and relax on the long sofa facing the television. Bian continued to hold me from behind and follow my steps, even though I tried to let go because it made it hard for me to walk. Bian was just about to take off his arms as I sat on the long sofa and turned on the television for a spectacle of the two of us.

" Let's wait a few more days until we're both free to do everything I want to do with you. I can't wait to see that day, do you feel the same way Ra...?", asked Bian as he put his head on my lap. Bian slid to the side and his legs that loomed beyond the length of the sofa had to be bent and touched the floor.

I who was sitting leisurely on the long sofa facing the television allowed Bian to lean on my lap.

" It's normal", I replied briefly, deliberately teasing Bian.

" The liar, from his face alone it looks so good that you also want us to be married. Yeah, right?", guess Bian while playing the end of my hair that was smeared in front with his fingers.

" Not to be asked, it must be the same as we feel. We get married on our own will, not because of a match, so it must be felt the same Bi...".

" Oh yes Bi.. later married, no papa yes if I often play to my mother's house?, do I have to monitor Shaka continuously. Let me know the development, I want Shaka to grow up to be a good-natured young man", I said as I played my fingers on Bian's face facing my face, yes.

The television is turned on without anyone watching. News anchor who was bringing the news in cuekin by the two of us.

" Can't!, you can't often play there by yourself, but it's okay to go to his mother's house with me" said Bian still with netra staring into my face.

I immediately smiled, Bian's words made me feel that he not only loved me, but loved my family.

" Oh yes, later we go to where Shaka camped, yes Bi. I want to see him at the camp" I asked Bian.

" Of course, with pleasure. In fact, so remembered when we used to camp as well, the beginning of entering Junior High School, we are still very innocent, you often appear in front of others to sing representing the class, first heard you sing I was immediately interested in you, Ra.., did not expect to be your husband". Bian again reminisces about our time Junior High. Where at that time I really did not have any liking for him, because I only considered him a friend.

But it turns out Bian was interested in me from the beginning we entered Junior High School. It's funny because I never understood it.

" You used to be quiet, and rarely talked to others because you didn't have friends from the same Elementary School, which is why I greeted you first, you were handsome, and also clever, and that's why, but shy" I said, remembering the past.

" But now it's not shy anymore, even shy" I said.

Bian got up from his bed and sat down cross-legged facing me. "You're the only one who says I'm shy, what do you think I'm doing that you're shy about?".

" Is it because I'm doing this, or is it like this?", asked Bian as he kissed my lips and forehead without warning.

" Yes, you know, don't look at the place, suddenly just bored, make me embarrassed to know Bi. if suddenly there are people who see I'm not good".

" Who sees, we're just the two of us in this house, so whatever we do no one knows" Bian said, smiling ignorantly and holding me in his arms.

Gently kissed my forehead, cheeks, and also my lips. As before the soft and relaxed kiss, Bian continued to embrace my body, moving to tuck the niche of my neck, making my entire body bristle for a moment.

Slowly Bian unbuttoned my shirt, but just opened one button, heard the sound of greetings from the front of the house.

" Ashloraikum...".

I pushed slowly Bian's body, "Bi there's a guest, stop it, you're tickling me".

Bian breathed a rough breath, "Whose guest is not on time, bother people again just fine!", Bian grumbled as he walked out to meet the guests. While I remained in the middle room tidying up my clothes that were a little messy because of Bian's actions.

" Why are you going to my house this afternoon?, what are you not going to work for?".

Bian walked in after opening the door for the guest. Apparently Haidar who came alone, he was seen carrying a briefcase and also still dressed in office.

" Eh there is Raya here, the old Bian pantesan open the door, no longer gig, right?, sori yes if I disturb you guys, it's out of the decket meeting here, because if you go back to the old office, you know, if you're going back to the old office, I stopped by, wanted to pinjem clothes, make Friday prayers at the mosque deket here only", said Haidar while taking off the suit he was wearing, and put on the back of the guest chair.

Bian threw his buttocks at the chair, and folded his hands in front of his chest. " Yes you are here very disturbing, because again nanggung earlier, not on time you came. Dating in a restaurant there is Riko who likes to be nosy, at home even you are a bully. When did it succeed?", Bian said furiously.

I glared at Bian who was talking so bluntly with Haidar.

" Not so Dar... Bian was sometimes excessive, he was going to take a bath for Friday prayers as well, where clothes for prayers Bi..?", asked while patting Bian's arm so as not to speak too bluntly to Haidar.

" There is in the hangers of the place of prayer, Haidar also knows the place. Usually take him himself. Yes, I took a shower first, later you are home alone, no, papa, Ra?, I went to the mosque to pray Friday first with Haidar", Bian asked while standing up to his room to take a bath.

" Yes no papa, after Friday prayers play to my house first yes Bi, then we go to Sahaka camp in the afternoon. If it's hot, it's bad", I said from the living room.

" Okay princess, this driver of yours will definitely take you wherever the princess wishes" exclaimed Bian from his room.

Haidar chuckled, "Bian already has a new profession now, so personal driver. It is good to make extra income. But the payment is waiting for legal ijab qobul, let it not sin" said Haidar.

" I used to pick up clothes at the prayer place Ya Ra", Haidar stood up and walked in.

Haidar and Bian's other friends are already at home if they are at Bian's house, other than because Bian lives alone at home, and Bian's house is often made a place to gather together.

" Not taking a shower, Dar?, the back bathroom is empty" I said.

" Had taken a shower this morning, after all not dirty, still fragrant body, just want to pray Friday wear a suit and pants kayak less afdhol, unless really forced no change of clothes, no change of clothes, keep wearing sober" said Haidar who has changed with sarongs and Muslim clothes.

Since then I have remained sitting in the living room because behind Haidar changed clothes, and in the room Bian was also dressed.

" We live first Ra.., if you are afraid to be alone inside, just sit on the porch, many people pass by. So no serem", joked Haidar who came out first.

I just smiled at her behavior that scared me. " Don't hear Haidar's talk, he is ignorant and a deceiver, this house is safe and not serem at all. I live in the mosque first yes Ra", Bian just waved his hand, I replied with a nod and smiled.

It was like being married, taking my husband to leave Friday afternoon, I smiled at myself because I felt funny.