Hot Duda: Love For Rangga Season 2
Bridal Night

The rest of the day passed by faintly. Time passed in happiness and was imbued in memories until night came. Cake cutting, a pretty fancy dinner, then dancing under the sparkling star-studded sky and surrounded by orchids, roses, and white lacquers everywhere, complete with white ribbons and pale gold - - where I hugged my bride - - as if she was holding a priceless diamond in my arms.

"I'm happy" he whispered among the melodious chants of You Are The Reason - Calum Scott. "Thank you, this is the most beautiful birthday present of my entire life. A wedding that will never be forgotten. I love you."

It feels like crying if I'm not a guy who should be good at holding back. There was a bit of regret why I had once anchored my heart to Rhea. I realized, he rarely even expressed love to me. Even if ever, maybe just to lie to me.

"I love you," I said with raucous. "Thank you for being my friend. I promise you, we'll be happy and grow old together. Forever."

Sacred smile. At the same time, I remembered Mama Sania's words: the happiness of a wife is one, loved by her husband more than anything in the world. And I promise that to the woman who is currently in my arms. Promise in the heart, promise to God.

Really, we were swept away in a strong sense of peace, bathed in the light of endless flickering golden decorative lights. Everyone was happy and some couples danced together. Roby and Jessy. Haris and Anne. Billy and Indie join in, they have agreed to be best friends.

"Darling?"

"Emm?" He's looking up.

"I...."

"What's? Just say it."

"Can I kiss you now? In front of everyone?"

Almost wide-eyed, Holy cheeks instantly blushed with a bated shy smile.

"It's late" he said, holding a shy smile. "I'm tired. Can we take a break?"

I put on an understanding smile, and immediately finished the dance. After saying goodbye to everyone, we immediately stepped towards the cottage. I carried my bride up the steps of the stairs while she screamed in shame.

"Are you sure you don't want to go to the hotel tonight?" my question while kicking the door of our bridal room with my heel closed.

She shook her head. "No. I want us to spend the night here. Where we meet again. The place where I first saw my lover's face."

"My handsome face" I said.

Sacred chuckling. "Yes, he's handsome. And I'm sure if we have a boy later, his face will be as handsome as you."

"Kids?"

"Em."

"Let's make it, honey."

We both laughed, if we could. Huh! Unfortunately, he could not be touched until the next two weeks. That's not good for her still-injured uterus. So yeah, that's it. Ala just cut it. Iuma* her lips with mine. We kissed hot to breath, then very slowly I lowered Saints and let her body slide intimately along my body.

"So, what should we do now? Hm? It's a beautiful night, isn't it?"