Husband Carried
Chapter 4
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Arriving at the orphanage Melisa directly down from her car, walked a little towards the two-story building that has a tall fence painted dark green.
Plastered a sign that reads "An orphanage of Muara Kasih"
"Assalamu'alaikum" Melisa said as she entered the main door.
"Tumben was quiet in front" he muttered again as he circulated his gaze
The step is now to the kitchen, because now it has entered lunch hour.
"Mba Siti ko herself? where are the others?" ask Melisa on one of the ARTs at the Orphanage.
"At the back, Mel" he replied as he continued wiping the dishes he had just finished washing.
"Yes, I'm there"
Sure enough that in said Mba siti, the residents of the Panti are gathering in the back garden, there are those who play ball there are also those who just relax under the shade of the tree.
"Loh, that's Ilham's brother" His eyes caught the figure of a tall, teary-eyed man in the middle of a crowd of boys..
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"Assalamu alaikum, Umi" said Melisa to the old woman in white hijab, she is the owner of the orphanage and Melisa's adoptive mother.
"Greetings, son"
"Pantes is quiet, the taunya is here" Melisa said after kissing the reverential back of Umi's hand.
"Yes, this morning Ilham came, the child immediately invited him to play" replied Umi, but his eyes could not be seen the boy who had been working outside the city.
After a little chat, Melisa came back to prepare lunch for the children, her deft hands are now on the frying pan to fry some side dishes.
The children had gathered neatly in their seats with plates, spoons and glasses in front of them..
All lunches are regular and orderly until they run out.
"Saw, "
He looked back when there was a voice calling his name.
"Yes, Brother Ilham," he answered, and immediately got up from his seat.
"How are you?" tanya Ilham, he pulled a chair to sit near Melisa.
"Good, brother. When will I come home?"
"So morning, Mel's sister-_"
"Ilham," called Umi suddenly making the two gasp in shock.
"Yes, Umi"
"Antar Umi to the bank, Yes" said Umi who has been neatly changed clothes.
"Yes, Umi" replied Ilham quickly.
"Let's just keep talking again, Mel" Ilham told Melisa who was only nodding back with a warm smile.
"Assalamu'alaikum, "said the two together.
"Girishal"
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In the afternoon, the scorching sun is now changing twilight with its yellow light at the end of the sky.
Melisa kept her feet on the roadside to the city highway, I don't know how many new pebbles she kicked along the way.
TIIIIIBNNN...
The sound of the car horn nodded him, he immediately turned to look at the car that was right by his side.
Before long came out the tall man figure with the blue dongker shirt that he rolled up to his elbow, the buttoned up shirt slightly added another impression to his near-perfect self.
That's my husband, bathin Melisa.
"Let's go home!" said Reza who was standing in front of Melisa.
"Yes," he answered without further ado and went straight into the car.
" Can I ask you something?" asked Melisa doubtfully,
"Ask what?" reza replied casually while continuing to focus on the streets in front of him.
" I want to go home" he said slowly, looking down.
Reza who heard his wife's request immediately turned his head,
"Home home?" tanyanya's confused.
"You take my stuff"
"Now?, what's in your house that I don't have until I have to ask you to come home?" ask again.
"KTP and cell phone" Melisa replied, she was afraid that the man by her side was angry,
"Hahaha, ID card and cell phone?" Reza laughed at both of those things.
" Your ID is being taken care of, you don't need an old ID, besides, isn't your status now changing?" Reza asked as he scrunched his forehead.
"Ah, yes!" Melisa only laughed crisply when she answered him, she just remembered that.
Stupid, why did I forget that I was married..
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"Let's get off" asked Reza when the car stopped in the parking area of a Mall.
"Ko here?" ask Melisa wonder.
" Yes, let's hurry up "
Melisa only complied, she came down and walked by her husband's side, but her steps stopped when Reza stopped.
Reza reached out her right hand to Melisa, The girl just silently did not understand.
"Holding my hand, you'll be lost and you won't be able to go home" he said, as his wife did not welcome him.
Melisa smiled, she extended her left hand to touch her husband's.
"I didn't bite, Mel" Reza who was anxious at Melisa finally grasped the tiny hand tightly.
The second step into the famous mobile phone store, Reza was greeted with enthusiasm and served like a king.
"Pick what you want" Reza told his wife.
Melisa just shook her head.
"Why?" ask Reza astonished.
"I already have" he replied innocently.
"It's okay to buy again, which at home you justin aja" said Reza.
Melisa took her breath and exhaled slowly, She only caught a glimpse, nothing drew her heart.
"Which one do you want?" ask Reza who knows his wife has not yet made her choice.
"Whatever, just as important I can call also send a message" Melisa replied.
Reza smiled at the answer of the girl by his side, he rubbed his head gently.
"Mba, I want this one" Reza told the shopkeeper.
Melisa just kept quiet while watching the waiter and her husband make the transaction.
his mind floated on his cell phone at home.
"Wanna eat?" ask Reza when she's out of the cell phone store
"I want to go home"
Reza now no longer Grasping Melisa's hand but he embraces his shoulder until attached to the chest of his field.
Melisa who feels uncomfortable trying to continue to avoid, but her efforts always fail because Reza embraces her tightly
"I just want people to know that I already have one" whispered Reza,
Melisa looked at her husband who was smiling seductively.
"Then what's the deal with me?" ask Melisa.
"My color is yours" Reza replied casually as she continued walking towards the parking lot..
all the way home Melisa just silently staring at the streets of the city that was dark, then the tares and bright street lights became the entertainment of her heart that somehow felt.
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Reza, who now sits on the carpet, is busy with a laptop on her lap, while Melisa just rolls around on the mattress with her new phone.
both are busy because no one is home.
Reza who was finished with his work finally came to his wife.
"Udah,"? melisa asked, she prepared to get out of bed.
" Where are you going?" Reza held Melisa's hand.
"Sleep," he answered innocently.
"Sleep here, I'll sleep on the couch"
"Don't, I'm the one on the couch.you-_"
Melisa did not continue her words, she felt awkward when talking to her husband.
"Call me as comfortable as you are"
"Hmm, what is it?" Melisa seemed to be thinking, the look on her face made Reza chuckle because of anxiety.
" What do you want to call me?"
" What do you want?" Melisa asked back.
"Up to you" said Reza with a pillow that is now on his thigh.
"Well, my brother, or.. my husband?" Melissa laughed as she said the last word.
"Continue calling you my wife?" reza replied, he laughed too.
"No ah" Melisa said, shaking her head..
"baby, honey sweety?" Reza made a choice.
Melisa nodded again,
"All right, honey?" answer Melisa.
"What a shame? " ask Reza directly.
Melisa who heard the silence immediately and Reza only smiled when she saw the face of his wife who began to blush held in shame.
"Call Mas aja deh let it be simple" said Reza later, Melisa just nodded slowly.
"Yes, I'm sleeping now, it's too bad"
Reza rubbed his wife's arm and brought a pillow to the sofa.
Melisa pulled a blanket to hide her body up to the head. now she was feeling the beating heart beat, there was a smile etched on her beautiful face before she fell asleep to dreamland.
Likewise with the man who is now lying on the sofa, he is not ceaselessly smiling when he remembers the behavior of his wife who he just married two days ago..
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Time was past midnight, and Reza could not close her eyes to sleep, with slow steps she walked to the bed, up the bed with a little blanket to come inside..
You are so funny, where are you? muttered Reza then pulled his wife's body into his arms.
Gini is delicious. haha!!!
One kiss landed on Melisa's forehead.
Don't fall in love yet...
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