I'm Young Wife
The Extra Part 6
Nadia sat in front of her bedroom window in the middle of the night. Actually he had fallen asleep earlier, but a moment ago he somehow woke up and could not go back to sleep. So she decided to get up and leave her husband sleeping on their bed.
In her seat now, Nadia was reviewing all her memories in this room. With the beginning of a cry for the destruction of the crown to pay off debt. All that whore-like feeling back he remembered in his head. Where he lives in guilt and distress.
In this room he often thought of various plans. He begins to dismantle Devi's crimes even though in the end he prefers to surrender. Also future plans for a better life of his village residents.
Uh! It was in this room that the center of his past life was running.
Not far from him, Nathan felt the bed next to him as he wanted to hug someone who had been accompanying him to sleep lately. The place is empty. Where's wife?
Both of his eyes were forcefully opened. Trying to open both eyelids that feel sticky because of drowsiness. Since getting married somehow he often felt cold and wanted to hug the bolts of his life all night. Ah don't discuss! We all know if it's just the wits of the former doctor's businessman.
“Honey where are you?” Ask someone he doesn't know about.
While someone who was sitting in front of the window immediately turned his head when he realized his husband had felt his absence. Nadia immediately turned to look at the bed. On it, her husband sat with the face of his pillow. The white shirt used looks tangled due to his actions during sleep. Hair's messy. Very different from his normal neat appearance.
Nadia smiled at the sight. To her, that was the most adorable appearance of the husband. Only he has the authority to enjoy it. Face pillow teasing.
“Why don't you sleep?” that voice sounded softly in his ears. Take her to come closer and sit in front of her husband. Nadia sat quietly while looking fixedly at Nathan's face which displayed a puzzled expression.
“Thank you for being present in my life mas.” Nadia hugged Nathan's body tightly. It made her husband confused. His wife always melows.
“In this room, all the memories of my past are gathered. And here I will close the past and I will start with you. Nathanael Geovan Mahardika, my husband.”
“Honey, since you have closed your past, start the future with me here. I want.” Nadia did not have time to avoid when she felt a strange reaction from her husband. His body had been made intoxicated by the expert.
The morning was busy. In the impromptu kitchen next to the mansion, several stoves back and forth had already done their job. (know what that means? That's a furnace that is usually used in villages that utilize abundant firewood. Understandably for villagers, if using LPG gas according to them more wasteful.)
While in the courtyard of the house, the men prepare tables and chairs under the tent. The venue of the 2nd round reception. They do not know if last night the newlyweds did more than 2 rounds.
The residents of the mansion are also busy. But they were busy in the dress up. With the help of some makeup artists who have been hired to decorate the residents of the house and also some people who are in charge of serving guests later.
Today the theme is Javanese custom. So they will use all the traditional Javanese equipment. Starting from kebaya, Jarit to use konde and blangkon.
On the porch of the big house, Nara already looks beautiful with her kejawen clothes. With a little konde behind her hair. Decorated with skewers of konde Brass shaped flowers with some gems that look shiny overwritten light. It looks like a Javanese princess. Beautiful and elegant. Lost already the image of Nara which usually looks rancid and ignorant.
Sitting next to him, Bisma looks handsome in her dress suit. With Jarit wrapped his legs also top patterned brown stripes. On his head is attached a blangkon that makes it look authoritative for a child his age. Moreover, his cold face was still faithfully decorating that face.
“Kakak Nara can borrow that?” nara asked as she pointed at the keris tucked behind Bhishma's back. The brother felt the item his sister pointed to. Prepare to pull it. But a voice stopped his actions.
“The view is from Bima. Nara wants to kiss can you?” Nara blinked her eyes a few times. It seemed as if he wished the smelly young man to agree to his request.
While Bima himself shuddered in horror. As he remembered, Nadia did not have a coquettish attitude like the girl in front of him. Where did this attitude get him?
“Hei young children can't kiss just any an.” Grunts him before he goes from there to see the preparations in the courtyard of the house. Nara looked at her increasingly distant body with an adoring look. How handsome the Javanese prince just now.
The bisma who knew his sister's behavior only shook her head. His sister was like that to him. Can't see the obvious wasted. Basic centile. He himself was surprised that his sister had such a gentle attitude.
“Wah Nara and Bhishma are ready apparently.” Lisa who has been beautiful with her pink kebaya is standing in front of the door. Seeing the two little boys sitting sweetly looking at the human-human bustle in front of him.
“Son Lisa is beautiful once.”
“Of course. I am Lisa. The most beautiful girl in this village.” Arrogant.
Hem now Bhishma knows where Nara's gentile attitude is from. It seems that the offspring of his father indeed inherited abundant genes.
“Kak Lisa take us for a walk dong.” Nara Whine. Now the little girl had pulled the end of the kebaya young girl in front of her.
“The show is starting soon. Later in the afternoon if all is done I will take you around this village. I'm sure you'll love the view of this village in the afternoon. Sunset in the rice fields is no less beautiful than in the mountains or in the sea.” Lisa boasts her village.
“I'm impatient. Promise yes brother?” Nara stretched out her little finger. Lisa immediately knitted her two little fingers.
“Appointments. It looks like Aunt Nadia is ready. Let's go in.” Nara took Lisa's left hand and walked into the house. While Bisma tailed behind the girls.
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