Let Me Fall in Love
44. Our Morning Breakfast

After Akbar darted quickly after Ami, Leo left the room towards his room. With the original shirt worn without pocketing and a suit draped in the arm. I will change clothes, he thought.

Tasya opened the door and stood blocking the entrance with a smile. "Hi, Mbak Lea. Where is abis mangkal? Abis diapain's? Sampe messy gini. Ck ck."

Leo rolled his eyeballs. "Fuck it." He said in a nasal voice while touching Tasya's forehead. He shut his mouth because he was surprised to hear his voice so snuggled.

While Tasya laughed out loud to the point of shaking his shoulder. "Mas don't come in! Where's the Lea costume? I want to see you be Lea again. It was sent the same photo of Mas Akbar, so want to see directly."

"Si Akbar is less than asem." Leo squeezed his hair as an impingement of indignation towards Akbar. "Darling, I'm going in. Embarrassed to look at people, this is how I look messy." He looked to the left and right rows of rooms that were full booked. Fortunately, no one was passing by. Tasya just opened the door as wide as his body and covered the entrance.

"This is our son's request, baby. Want to see her papa cosplay be Miss Lea, please!" Tasya seduced with pleading eyes.

"She, I was a baby. This is you intentionally. Don't want to - don't want to!" Keukeuh Leo while poking the waist of the pregnant woman to get out of the way to give way.

"Yes already. Don't come in!" The door closed by Tasya with a hard that automatically locked.

Leo was shocked. "Yes! Tasya darling! Okay-okay I'm sorry. Open the door!" His screams finally came. The door is open again.

"Where's costume?" Tasya raised one eyebrow.

Leo sighed harshly. "Take it first." The coat he held was draped on Tasya's head to cover the wife's visibly excited face. He returned to the room to pick up the paper bag by force.

"The pants don't open, honey?" Tasya observed Leo who was already wearing a dress and a blonde wig. Mengulum smile.

"So emang gini doang, yes. All you need is a look at the same shoulder of hair." Leo berkilah's. Face grunts. "Yes, yes!" Pintanya. Like a forced child asking for a snack.

"Stage ah. Must be totality dong." Tasya approaches. Unclasp and pull down the cloth pants that Leo had to obey. Tidy up the red knee-length dress.

"Hihihi, Miss Lea is beautiful but hairy. I love you, Miss." Tasya really enjoys the appearance of Leo now, although with a natural face without a sweep of make up. The face of her husband who drizzle without sideburns and whiskers, can be deceiving if dredged by night. Well-favoured.

"Yes, it's ah. Wipe your stomach and say amit-amit. You are becoming the gesreknya Akbar. She mah pantes, again bucin same girl ting ting. You are pregnant again. Don't be weird." Leo is still in sewot mode and grumbling.

"Selfie first, baby. New amuase. Nyenengin wife is a reward. Remember that, baby!" Tasya's ultimatum keeps Leo from twitching. Take a selfie. Manut when to pose a smile.

"Udah enough. Thank you, Mase. You've comforted me." Tasya kissed Leo's lips to ease her husband's frustration. "Now you are cleaning. I'll keep you toned."

Leo immediately smiled as often as he frowned at each other. "Yes!" He held a fist in the air while throwing a wig in any direction. The dress was opened violently until a ripping sound was heard. Unconcerned. He breezed Tarsan towards the bathroom. His sense of sadness evaporates changing cheerfulness because the wife will spoil with plus plus service.

***

Ami just sweep powder and polish lips with lip cream quickly, after washing your face. What matters is not pale. Besides being uncomfortable because Akbar was waiting for him outside. What will people say if they know the owner of the Seruni hotel is willing to wait for an Ami. He approached Akbar who was standing at the end of the corridor near the glass. "Sorry, Brother. Long wait for it."

Akbar looked at Ami's face which was now fresh and radiant. "I don't feel like waiting. Just received a call from a friend in Jakarta. We're going to the ballroom now, Cutie?"

Ami nods. Walking side by side towards the elevator with a little awkward after the words soan. Fortunately, there were two people in the elevator going to the second floor. Makes Ami feel comfortable without making a sound.

Akbar stopped his steps before entering the ballroom. There's an incoming call from Papa Darwis. He took it short. Then he approached Ami who was waiting for him beside the entrance. "Cutie, I'm sorry I didn't come in. Papa told me to go to his room. Not dad alone? I'm not going back to the party. It'll be another hour, too." He looked at his watch.

"Father, Brother. Thanks for tonight. For prank and that...." Ami did not continue the word. Change the smile of shame.

Akbar smiled knot. "Sampe see you in the morning. We had breakfast together."

"Would you mean breakfast together?!" Ami felt uneasy imagining it.

"Two families. He said backstreet." Akbar smelled a smile.

Ami grimaced his face. "Makanya wants mastiin. If it's breakfast together I don't want to. Uh, but I'm the same A Zaky wouldn't step up. Tea Puput same A Rama too. The show is going home. The only thing that happens is me and Padma with Anjar's father and Mommy Ratih."

"That means something, okay?" Akbar did not approve the newlyweds. It was possible that Panji and Aul chose breakfast in the room.

Ami nodded in agreement. The conversation ended with a farewell. Akbar returned to the elevator. Ami entered the venue. The music was heard as soon as it opened the door of the soundproofed room. Coincidentally the ones who were singing were Panji and Aul.

Padma approached Ami who was recording the appearance of a couple on the music stage. After he finished recording, he asked. "Mi, where are you from? Long time ago."

"So ran Kak Tasya to his room because Leo brother nganter Enin to the lobby. I was curious about going up to the rooftop. Wind is." Ami reasoned honestly even though there were some parts that were skipped. Then invite Padma to sit at the table again after taking a cold drink.

"Well, don't you see the genie in the rooftop? Come so smile yourself." Padma fingered Ami's forehead with a look of wonder.

"Where's it?" Padma bit the still-warm tipker martabak.

"Through the rice fields." The original answer Ami made it and Padma compact giggled.

It didn't feel like the party was over at ten o'clock. Panji and Aul enter the bridal room and change clothes. After cleaning themselves and praying Isya and praying the sunah of the newlyweds, both of them lay their bodies in soft beds decorated with two white geese united to form a symbol of love.

"My feet are sore. We sleep tonight, right? Cape itih." Aul glanced at Panji who was on his back beside him with his eyes closed.

Panji opened his eyes and changed his position to be tilted with one leg crossed on Aul's thigh. "Stranquilo, Ayang. I'm ready for a pijitin. Then we stay up until dawn." He smiled meaningfully. His hands began to rub his wife's cheeks.

"There's still tomorrow and so on, isn't there, baby? It doesn't have to be tonight." Aul's turn that gives a touch of rubbing in the jaw of Panji. Halal status makes her dare to express feelings of love and unfortunately for her husband.

"But the first night there was only one time. Tonight." The pennant brought his lips closer to Aul's ears. Starting to give soft kisses interspersed with small bites that gradually make the wife emit sounds of desire.

In the dimness of the sleeping lights, the silence of the soundproofed rooms, as well as the fragrance of aromatherapy, the groom is embarking on an adventure. Make a long night exploring the virgin forest from upstream to downstream while leaving a trail of ownership. Until we reach the top of the climb. Ended up giving and receiving the blessings of heaven.

***

Ami came out of the bathroom with wet hair wrapped in a towel. This morning I had to get ready for breakfast with the Akbar family. "Ugh, eat same camer. Hihahi. I have to be calm, I have to be ordinary," he said in his heart while glancing to apply the sun screen all over his face.

"Padma shower turns yes!" Padma stretched her arms and legs after comfortably beating since waking up at dawn. It evaporated long.

"Yes for bathing. We're in half an hour to the resto." Ami reminded as she opened her small suitcase to pick up a hair dryer.

"Ready." Padma brought her change of clothes to the bathroom. Following Ami shower shampooing to make it fresher.

Ami sees Padma's phone ringing with the caller's name 'Mother'. He took the initiative to answer. Said if Padma was in the shower.

"Same on Padma, Mommy wait at the restaurant at seven o'clock huh. We'll have breakfast together, son."

"Yes, Mother." Ami saved Padma's phone after the call ended. Getting confused and thinking. Cancel Akbar's invitation or reject Bunda Ratih's invitation. It could be that Padma chose to eat with her parents.

[Sister, Mommy Ratih took breakfast together]

[Looks like we should cancel. Me and Padma would like to follow Mother]

Ami saved her phone after sending two messages. Her hair is dry. Time to wear the hijab. Padma was out of the bathroom. He delivered a phone call from Mother Ratih just now.

"Means we have to cancel a meal with the family of Kak Akbar dong ya." Padma was getting ready to dry her hair.

"Yes. I just chatted. But not yet reciprocated." Ami heard the noise from her phone. Hurrying opening.

[Fixed, Cutie]

[We became one table with Aunt Ratih]

[I should have called]

"Yeah. Good solution." Ami screamed inwardly. Time to get ready for the restaurant after replying to Akbar's message.

Ami and Padma enter the restaurant. There was a long table filled with Akbar's parents and Padma's parents sitting in line. The new table filled with Iko. Akbar has not seen the trunk of his nose.

"Padma with Ami, here sit with Iko." Iko who was sitting at the right end, patted the chair beside her.

"So Madam Mila wants to go home to Jakarta when?" Bunda Ratih continued the casual chat that paused because of the arrival of Ami and Padma who had now sat down.

"Later noon. Akbar took lunch at Mother's Dapoer, just got home." Mama Mila sipped her tea while waiting for the breakfast dish to come.

Ami turned her head as her nose smelled the same perfume last night in a suit. It turned out that Akbar came over while commenting on the sweet smile.

Oh, heart!

Ami complained about her recurrent illness because of her charming smile. Akbar only wears white shirts and blue jeans. But for Ami it is fascinating and refreshing to the eyes. Plus the panda was sitting on the rest of the seats on the left side. The more the smell of masculine because sitting close to each other.