Love, I Surrender
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“Quietly Ma'am, I will stop by if it's right to come see Mr. Arga,” Karin said during a farewell with his division colleagues.

“Eh yes,” says Abil.

“Thank you Karin, as long as you are here have helped us,” said Ms. Ella.

“Sama-sama Ma'am. I should dong who thank you, have been helped and can experience anyway. Pray my thesis smoothly yes, let pass quickly,” said Karin shyly.

“We pray quickly to have a baby too deh,” said Abil again.

Karin just smiled, whether she had to guarantee or reject the new prayer delivered by Abil.

“It's done?” ask Arga when he meets in the lobby.

“Already. It will be the same atmosphere of this office,” said Karin while looking around the lobby.

“You will definitely occasionally come here too, do not exaggerate.”

“But different situations dong. Moreover, they are very good, other people are like brothers not like ...” Karin speech stopped because glancing at Arga. it seems like the speech he just had to be addressed to Arga.

“We go home, the hunt is stuck.”

“So shopping ‘kan?” asked Karin while walking following Arga's steps towards the parked car not far from the lobby.

“Hm.”

Karin and Arga are already at the supermarket, where Arga is pushing a shopping trolley. Karin is busy comparing several types of brands of products that she wants to buy.

“You compare what?” ask Arga.

“Price, fill, anyway look for the best.”

Arga clucked, “Times, that price is according to the quality. Where there is bread worth twenty thousand will be the same taste as the price of five thousand. Do not over time choose, I am tired,” complained Arga.

Karin shook her head looking at Arga who took the item without seeing the price, only paying attention to the brand she might be used to or consumed.

“There are items you need to buy?”

Without answering Karin immediately darted looking for products of his personal needs. After that they headed for groceries, feeling enough that even the trolley was almost full Arga pushed the trolley towards the cashier.

“Arga, Karin,” call someone.

Karin and Arga looked over. Didn't expect that they would meet with Mother Marisa. The middle-aged woman who still looked beautiful approached her son and daughter-in-law. It looks like a woman is tailing while pushing a trolley.

“Mother,” greet Karin and Arga in unison and then hug the woman alternately.

“Daddy heard, you guys live in an apartment?”

“Hm, you want to be independent Bun,” said Arga.

“Mother already miss you guys, tomorrow dinner at home huh. Mother will cook a special, do not refuse anyway Mother wait.”

Arga agrees to her mother's request, and the two head to a different queue. Before heading to the car, Arga and Karin say goodbye to Mother Arga.

The sky was already dark as the car that Arga was driving had already left the supermarket area. Weary faces from both.

“Other times if in front of parents we have to be more friendly like a happy couple,” said Arga.

“I do not understand what kind of friendly couple,” teased Karin.

Arga did not answer, choosing to focus on his wheel. “We eat first, it looks like it will be a long time if you wait to cook.”

“Iya,” replied Karin who leaned her head with her eyes.

The next day.

Karin had woken up and prepared breakfast for Arga. Trying to be a good wife according to his mother's orders. Hopefully, over time, their theatrics will turn into household stories in general.

Love each other, get offspring, the husband is more successful and that certainly is the happy world and the hereafter.

“What's wrong?” ask Arga.

“Eh, Mr. Arga is awake. I make fried rice for breakfast Mr. Arga, but do not know what to drink in the morning. So, I have not made anything,” Karin said.

“White water only, except a bit of luck usually I need coffee.”

“Owh, so.”

Arga sat staring at a plate of fried rice in front of him, it looked as if it had just ripened. It is very appetizing especially fragrant of fried onions that Karin sows and eggs of beef eyes make its appearance more appetizing.

“It can be eaten?” tanya Arga seduces Karin. Somewhat worried about the taste, because Karin once said that she could not cook.

“Still morning, Sir. No need to make emotions deh,” complained Karin.

“I only asked.” Arga filled his spoon and then fed it into his mouth.

Karin noticed the response from Pak Arga after one mouthful was already in her mouth. Arga who chewed slowly while staring at Karin made the woman waver. Something was wrong with his cooking.

“Not good sir? Salty or what? No need to continue deh, later Mr. Arga even stomach pain,” panicked Karin reached out her hand to reach the plate in front of Arga.

“Ehh, I'm not done yet. It's still worth eating kok.” Arga held back the plate Karin wanted to take.

“But ...” Karin's speech stopped because Arga was seen enjoying Karin's fried rice.

Strange, it was like who did not like it now even greedy. Joking but crisp.

Arga put an empty glass, the contents of the plate in front of him had moved into his stomach. Karin just stared while folding both hands on the chest.

“Hm, passable. But do not eat heavy every morning yes, my stomach will not be able to,” said Arga.

“Hm.”

“You're not on campus?” asked Arga while standing up.

“Tomorrow. Today I want to enjoy my day off,” exclaimed Karin cheerfully.

“Later our evening to Mother's house. You get ready, I can pick you up or you can take you to the office. I'll call you again.”

After cleaning and tidying up the kitchen that was quite messy for making Arga breakfast, Karin put her body on the sofa while humming and focusing on her phone just to surf in cyberspace including accessing her social media.

The sound of the bell made him alert and sit up. “Who's visiting early in the morning. Where Mr. Arga has departed,” said Karin monologue.

Walk towards the door and stare at the screen that shows the face of the person standing in front of the door while repeatedly pressing the bell.

"Mas Devan, what are you doing here?"

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Hi, take.wait for the update to stop by my friend's work, the story is very interesting.