
Aru was in the kitchen to cook breakfast for her husband. Suddenly he felt a hug from behind that made his bearded body startled.
"Oh my God, my. Come around instead of saying cake greetings," irritated Aru while stroking his chest. The support stick used by Dirga had been removed. Her husband is now able to walk without any assistive devices.
It has been counted for one month and the development of Dirga is increasing rapidly. Instead of answering, Dirga just stroked Aru's stomach which was still flat.
Aru who felt the soft touch, turned to look at her husband's hand. "Don't think of anything. I was just praying in my heart. Husband prayer can be a blessing for the wife too, right?" dirga asked who now turned Aru's body to face him. He seemed to know with the head of the wife.
Aru looked into Dirga's eyes for a while then looked down deeply. "I'm sorry I didn't get pregnant. Would we rather see a doctor?" ask Aru moody.
Dirga shook his head. "no need. I believe God will love when the time comes. Otherwise, wouldn't we still be able to have children in heaven? Don't you also want to be in heaven with me?"
Aru looked up and smiled happily. "definitely. I want us to always be together in the world and the hereafter" Aru replied enthusiastically.
Dirga smiled and one of his hands was used to frame Aru's cheeks. While one other hand is used to turn off the stove and then pull the waist of the wife to follow her steps.
"It's been a long time that we don't do it anymore." Dirga gave the code to Aru who responded to crunchy oddities.
"Do what? What the hell would you do? Do not use code. I'm not very good at reading it" Aru replied pretending to be a fool.
Dirga also pinched Aru's pointed nose and then stick it with his nose fat. "I don't think you're that stupid. But, since my wife doesn't understand, then I'll obviously—"
Cup.
Aru immediately kissed Dirga's lips so as not to continue the sentence. Aru's cheeks felt hot just because of her husband's behavior. "Don't continue. I've got it. Where and now?" aru asked deliberately flirting. He just wants a touch from Dirga that he has not felt for a long time.
A sweet smile rose on Dirga's lips and said. "In our room."
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The delayed breakfast was actually done. Eleven o'clock in the afternoon seems to be no longer worthy of being called breakfast. However, the couple still called it breakfast.
"Because I failed to cook. So, Auntie deh is cooking," said Aru while enjoying fried rice made by one of the workers at his home.
Dirga just laughed and put spoon by spoon of rice into his mouth. After breakfast, Dirga took his wife to sit on the back porch of the house which is quite spacious. They sat next to each other in a rattan chair with a table in front of them.
"I'm grateful that you're finally back to normal. Allah also protects you by being given a minor fracture. In fact, the accident was quite severe. Until your car ringsek all," said Aru with a glare upward.
Dirga clucked. "Actually, are you worried about the car or are you worried about me? Why is it as if you feel so sorry for the condition of the car?" dirga asked without thinking.
Aru laughed until his row of white teeth were seen. "Yes, I'm worried about you, Mom. But your car isn't worth billions? Would it not be a pity if it was not serviced by experts?" aru asked speaking realistically.
"It's better to buy a new one than to fix it at a pretty fantastic price. I was also quite traumatized using the car" explained Dirga with a wrinkled nose.
"It doesn't actually have to be removed. But if it bothers me, I'll take it off. Taking off the pen also has side effects. For now it seems like I'm not ready. Moreover, my graduation day is very close," explained Dirga and Aru nodded in understanding.
Aru was now speechless by staring at the profile beside her husband. This one month of mending relationships, Dirga completely changed. There was no more anger like before.
Dirga does have a gentle attitude. When he is angry, he is like a hungry lion. Really am. As much as Dirga hurt his feelings, it will lose with the love that is in Aru's heart.
Somehow Aru loved Dirga this deep. In addition to his sweet attitude, Dirga really indulged himself outside his circumstances who had to walk using aids.
Not once did Dirga want to trouble Aru even though Aru would willingly help her husband.
"Why daydream?" dirga asked while pinching Aru's nose slowly.
Aru's daydreams were jolted. "none. I just want to look at my husband. What are your plans for graduation next month?" aru asked attentively.
Such light talk in fact managed to glue a relationship that had stretched.
"I plan to honeymoon after graduation" replied Dirga without burden. Aru who heard that, was unable to hide her charming smile.
"alright. Who are the people I'm going to take on my honeymoon?" aru asked back to pretending to be stupid.
Dirga who was anxious, immediately stood up and supported Aru's body who was sitting on a chair. The faces of the two were as close as they were not far away. "Don't move most of the time, Mas. Your legs just healed loh," Aru recalled while switching the conversation about the honeymoon.
"Look me in the eye, honey. Do not throw away the view," pinta Dirga because Aru just melengos.
"I can't," Aru replied as she gave a smile.
"Why can't it? I don't think it's gonna be that hard. Just now you were looking at me closely," said Dirga then brought her face closer and kissed Aru's jaw many times.
"Mas!" aru's memory because her husband is indeed having energy that is not playful.
"What, Honey?" ask Dirga gently.
"It's still noon. Soon the azan dzuhur will be echoed," replied Aru closed her eyes when her husband did not stop doing the action.
Moreover, Dirga had now crouched down and sunk face in Aru's chest. "Mas!"
"That means, after the dhuhur may again?" dirga asked without distancing his face. Aru clucking. Her husband is very good at making himself unable to refuse.
"Yes, Mas. Now don't just. I just took a shower. This morning I took a bath twice," whined Aru when Dirga never let go.
Dirga laughs. His head looked up to look at the face of the wife who looked red. "I can't wait for the dhuhur" he chirped and stole a kiss on the wife's lips.