I'm Not a Choice.
Weekends.

Still with the mood of the weekend after the drama headache this morning. In the afternoon, Riyadh plans to invite Icha to spend time together with a trip to the beach. But Icha refused because she did not want her husband to be sick again like this morning, the woman actually advised them to buy monthly only. It just so happens that their food stock is starting to thin out and in the next few days Icha will start to get busy. Understandably he has already started entering the final semester so must prepare for this and that.

"Honey, it should be this weekend we're on a date together. Monthly shopping period anyway " Throughout their journey, the man just kept complaining.

"Dating is only for people who are dating! While we're married, where can we date again." Icha's voice while shaking her head. It turned out that her husband was able to act childish as well.

"Who said that." Ask Riyadh.

"I'm the one who said it, I heard myself say it." Answer Icha.

" Daddy?" Riyadh immediately slowed down the speed of his car, then stared in disbelief at his wife. " Why do you call me mas?"

Icha immediately frowned confusedly. " Don't you ask Nadia and Eva to call you when you're out of the office?" Ask Icha.

" Dear, different dong they're your friends! While you are my wife, yes you also follow me. Darling dong, we love each other." It is more disturbing this Riyadh. It has started to fall into the category of pengedean plus acute bucin that is not helped.

"But_"

" Not much but, from now on you must learn to call me dear! I mean, and there's no rejection." Firmly Riyadh, made Icha sigh long and could not continue his words. " And one more thing, dating is not only for people dating, but married people can also be very good Mala. " Next recalling their previous chat.

" You understand, right?" Ask Riyadh again.

" Is that so, huh? How I don't know." Icha answered and asked, after all, the woman had only been dissolved in her world, so mama maybe she knew, a date that could be done or not, near alone could not.

If you look back on the early days of their meeting, it feels like Riyadh cannot help but smile. Icha's frightened face looks so worrisome." Forget it, let's go down. " Take Riyadh as soon as the car is parked in front of a mall.

Riyadh removed the seatbelt which he then got out of his car. The man walks around his car, opening the door for Icha. After that, close the door again and step together into the mall while holding hands.

"We go shopping or take a walk first." Riyadh asked, as they were inside the mall.

And the answer that he can guess from his wife, must be immediately shopping. " We're just shopping! Keep going home." Justline guess.

But this time not according to his wife's remarks, Riyadh actually deliberately pulled Icha into the playground.

Icha initially refused, but once they enjoyed some of the players who were there. Such as car races, dances, basketball throws and doll clasps. Icha also forgot if their destination came to the mall for monthly shopping.

Happiness is so simple but able to make Icha forget, the circumstances. Plus the taste that had grown in her heart, made Icha accustomed and willing to be touched by her husband.

" Dear, drink first, you drink." Said Riyadh, then gave the bottled water he bought to Icha. The man had just disappeared for a moment. But not until five minutes he had returned with two bottles of mineral water for them. " Dear sit there yuk." Take Riyadh, pointing to a bench located not far from where they stand.

Icha followed Riyadh's direction, then nodded his head. They also sit there.

" Ma, look at that big sister doll a lot huh.." Said a girl about eight years old while pointing to Icha. And it was realized by Riyadh and Icha. " Ma, I want a doll like that brother." He said again, his voice was heard starting to whine but, Icha showed no response.

While the mama of the little boy, it seems to have trouble persuading his crying daughter to want a doll belonging to Icha. Her mother had also offered to buy another doll but her daughter still refused and remained steadfast with her stance. His crying that was slow is now becoming more.

Seeing that, Riyadh took the initiative to persuade Icha to give the doll they got for the boy." Love him, change for you." Said Riyadh while rubbing the head of Icha with affection. But Icha shook her head, unwilling. " Dear the doll can't be hugged, I'll buy something you can hug." Ray again.

While the little boy began to hiccup, the pitying Icha gave all her dolls to the boy. " Thank you son, may your relationship always last and be blessed by the almighty." Said the mother of the child while praying for Riyadh and Icha so sincerely.

" Amiin," Icha and Riyadh agreed, the mother said.

" Sister, thank you." Said the girl, even though she was no longer crying, but she still sounded a hiccup. Because you cry too long.

" Same beautiful sister. What's yourname?" Sahut Riyadh asked the name of the child.

" My name is Bella."

" Hi Bella." Sapa Icha's. They were seen chatting for a while before parting ways. The mother and son also while Riyadh and Icha entered one of the restaurants in the mall to eat.

Riyadh is deliberately looking for a rather corner table for the comfort of his beloved wife. After they sat in their respective places, Riyadh immediately called the waiter to order. The waiter came to record the food Icha and Riyadh ordered.

" Wait a minute, ma'am." Said the waiter then died desks Riyadh and Icha to take their orders.

And so the waiter who recorded their order left. Someone approached them.

Brucks.

" Riyadh, who's this woman." Asked the man while breaking the table in front of them, making both Icha and Riyadh surprised at him.