Leaning Sweet Me
The first discussion after marriage

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"You ....?"

"Yes i'am." he said with a laugh.

"I saw you on the plane, but I doubt you looked different from the last time we met" he said.

Doni nudged Mac, "Who is he? limpid...."

But Mac didn't bully Doni, he kept staring at the hazel-eyed girl from the side.

"You're Chaira, aren't you?" show Farrell to him.

"Yes, finally you remember me, I thought you forgot!"

"Oh yeah Chaira, meet my wife!" farrel was proud.

Chaira flinched, "Oh .. Did you get married?"

Farrel nodded, while Metta reached out to him. But Chaira gave him a quick glance then welcomed his hand and let go of it just like that.

"Mettash...." Said Metta lip-stacking.

Don't mess with me.

"Then, goodbye Chaira, we go first!" said Farrel clutching back the wife's shoulder and then turned around.

"Should have seen you, '" muttered Chaira with a step following.

But the steps stopped because Mac stopped him, "You better find another way! The road is still wide for your little legs, miss."

Doni just looked at him, then re-routed Farrel's suitcase which became 3 times as much as when he was groping the suitcase when they left.

"What kind of suitcases do you have too? It's heavy.." he muttered.

Then liken her steps to Mac's, "Mac do you know who she is?"

"No ...."

Doni shrugs his shoulders, "Kirain ...."

"Who is he? Your ex-girlfriend?" metta said as they walked towards the car.

"No, he was my friend at the architectural design competition in P country back then, and he was!" farrel answered with his hand still on Metta's shoulder.

Metta frowned, "That's how it is?"

"Yes so ...." Farrel chuckles.

"Like her you know her so well, until you know her so." Metta shrugged his shoulders.

Actually, he didn't want to care at all. But his heart was filled with curiosity.

"Not really, we met only during the final competition and the closing event at a club."

"Club?"

Farrel nodded, "Just right after the closure,"

Metta squinted her eyes, "Right? Just meet him at the final competition and the closing ceremony at a club, and you know him well. Wow, that's great." Metta brushed Farrel's hand off his shoulder.

"It's not so dear!" Farrel scratched his non-itchy head.

"So say that, now say it's not so!Which is right?" metta stopped the move.

Mac stepped in to open the door for Metta and Farrel, and then he rushed to open the trunk.

"Thank you Mac." said Metta by getting in the car.

Farrel followed inside and Metta shifted her body. "I don't mean that, I don't know him very well. But I did have a chance to chat with him, at a glance."

"Believe in me." he added again by grabbing Metta's hand.

"Believe it, believe it!" ketus Metta with a tone of speech that looks upset.

"Darling...."

"What's? I'm not mad...."

Farrel scratched his nape, "Gosh,"

"Why say god, I'm angry? No puny!"

Farrel clasped his shoulder, "Darling, don't think strangely, I don't know him as you think! Whether you believe it or not, I told you."

"Why are you the one who seems annoyed try!"

Farrel scooped his face, "I'm not upset, just we just landed and had to argue with something unimportant, because of Chaira."

"You even remember his name." muttered Metta.

"Gosh, then what should I do? He just said hello to us, right?"

"Without us? He just greeted you.." Metta threw away her face staring at the road beside her.

Why am I so sorry to try this?

While Farrel exhaled looking at his wife from behind. Oh, my God, why meet Chaira, it's just a problem.

"Where are we going to go home?"

"My house!"

"Apartment."

The different answers from the two of them left Mac confused. He looked at Doni who was just shivering his shoulders.

"To the apartment Mac!" farrel said later.

Metta turned her back, "I want to go home to El, why to the apartment?"

Farrel leaned his back, "Tomorrow just came home, today we go home to the apartment."

"Mac, we're going to my mom's!" metta said annoyed.

Mac was confused again, whose command should he run? Both are very risky. Doni shook his head in wonder.

Things go home anywhere so complicated like this, it all starts from the beautiful girl, inner Doni.

"Darling, I'm tired. I want a break!" said Farrel grabbing Metta's hand.

"Break my house down! Why don't you want to? Because my house is ugly and small?"

Farrel closed his eyes, he clucked, "What did you say? I'm not fighting about that."

"Why do you refuse to go back to my house!"

"Dear, god!"

"Our Mac went home to Sri's mother." said Farrel relented, he leaned back his back, then closed his eyes.

The tiring journey plus the laziness of arguing about unimportant things made him choose to stay silent.

Metta who saw him upset, even more upset because Farrel behaved as if forced to obey. He snorted with both hands folded on his chest.

"We'll just go back to the apartment!" metta.

Mac looked at Metta from the rearview mirror and then turned to Farrel, who was closing his eyes.

"Sister... Why the hell?" Said Farrel with both eyes reddened.

"I'm tired, you know! Why even fuss about things that are not important" said Farrel began to get upset.

"I'm tired too, not just you!"

"So where do you want us to go?"

"Whatever...!"

"God ...!!"

Mac was confused again, instead of driving, he pulled the car over.

" Where are we going?"

Silent

Neither Farrel nor Metta answered.

Dreet

Dreet

Farrel's phone rang, Mother's name was there! but Farrel refused to answer him, he just looked at the white screen that was still lit.

"Mother must have told us to go back to the main house!" muttered.

Until the phone ringing stops itself, then,

"Why don't you lift?" metta.

"Would you like it if we go home?"

"Why ask me, you're a husband!"

"So you don't mind if we go straight to the apartment?" tanyanya.

"Why go to the apartment, there aren't many people, why don't you come to my house! Tomorrow is new to the apartment or to the main house" said Metta still with annoyance.

Farrel exhaled, feeling like he didn't want to say anything more. But Metta's indecisive anger long ago upset her.

"That's also if you don't have to!" added again.

"Why are you really?"

"What are you doing?" Metta said he did not want to lose.

"Mac you heard it, right?" shouted Farrel in a loud voice.

Mac nodded then turned the engine back on his car and drove at a speed heading to Mother Sri's house.

Farrell's phone rang back, again mother called him. Asking where they were going today, everyone was waiting for him.

"Tomorrow bun, today we go back to Sri's mother's house first, it's okay right?"

Metta herself felt guilty, she should have obeyed what Farrel said, because after all she was already her husband.

El ... You don't have to go back to my house?"

"Don't lure me to be angry! I've followed your will!" he said with his eyes closed.