Love Belongs to Us
The Debate has not ended
Danil takes Sekar to the second floor, where their bedroom is located. Sekar stared at some picture frames containing photos of the two of them.
Three monochrome colored frames adorn the walls of the stairs. The first photo of the two men under the Eiffel Tower. Pigura both photos of wedding reception. Real happiness emanated from the face of the bride. While Pigura third candid photos when prewedding.
“When is this frame installed?”
“You know it or want to know so much?” danil asked as he pulled his wife's nose furiously.
“Mas, pain ih!” Sekar Protest. “How many times have I pulled my nose today.”
“Mistakenly yourself, why are you so adorable.”
She became annoyed and moved her lips. “The wife is in such a pity, in kiss, do not hurt.”
“You feel hurt?”
“Slight.”
“Reason only. Very spoiled anyway.”
“Like right?”
“When I don't like your behavior Bee.”
“Never mind to stay away from me mas.”
Danil stopped suddenly, and immediately looked at his wife. “What's Bee?”
“Nothing mas?”
“Why do you often remind people not to stay away?” Danil waited for his wife's answer, but Sekar just silently looked at him.
“You need to know, without you telling me there is never the slightest intention to stay away from you.”
Danil looks really upset. He turned his face away, to dampen a bit of emotion. She felt sorry and guilty for upsetting her husband.
“Sorry mas, honestly I'm still scared,” he explained.
Danil breathed his heavy breath. “Do you not believe in this mas of yours Bee, there is still less evidence of how I love you so much, worrying about you?”
“No mas. Sorry, I can't explain why I'm so scared and anxious about things that don't happen.”
Sekar held back his emotions, tears began to pool in the eyes, once he blinked it can be ascertained that the grains will fall soaking his cheeks.
“Im sorry mas,” Danil said while hugging Sekar tightly. “You are tired baby, we rest first yes,” the door.
Danil took Sekar to the room at the very end. “Aready darling?” he asked, Sekar nodded.
“Welcome madam Danil,” said Danil let Sekar enter their room.
This woman stared in admiration at the layout of her room. They entered a small, not long hallway. Look old gray sofa, complete with table box. On the right side is an empty mini bar, coffee machine, microwave, dispenser.
Their room is like a president suite in a star hotel.
His eyes combed the entire room, there was a bed that was quite spacious, complete on the left and right there was a small table and sofa.
“Why is there another sofa here?” ask Sekar confused.
“Mas likes decorations like this,” replied Danil origin.
“About basis?”
“Mas don't want to argue, you have to rest first, mas know you are tired dear.”
“I won't sleep before mas explains everything.”
“Alright my dear. There is no specific explanation about the existence of this dark brown sofa, just because mas like.”
“Se-simple it?”
“Iya.”
“Yes my goodness, you are wasteful once.”
“There are no calculations to make my wife happy.”
“Not a calculation of mas, but ..”
“Darling can we not argue for sofa issues?”
“Good mas.”
“You haven't seen a walk in closet baby,” Danil said asking him to enter the wooden door in front of him.
Sekar entered the room to store clothes, accessories and shoes. There is also a dressing table. She looked at her husband, not believing.
“Thank you mas.”
“Stop saying thank you Bee.”
“You are amazing mas.”
“You just realized that your husband is amazing?”
“No mas, I've been aware of it for a long time.”
“Including my amazing charm right?”
“That's what you mean by your combo?”
“Surely I remember, because I had to experience it for the rest of my life.”
“Do not be too cruel when talking dear, this heartache.”
“Mas Danil!”
“Mistake again?”
“No. I just prevent, mas doing fluttering again,” he said while laughing away, checking one by one the cabinets contained in the room nuanced white.
“Which other part have I not seen mas?”
“It's quite a pity, now you have to rest first.”
“No mas, I want to finish everything today.”
“Can we see from the balcony only?”
Sekar looked at Mas Danil who was smiling at him. She looked tired in her face, even though she knew her husband was trying to hide.
“No need, there is still plenty of time to see other parts of the house," said Sekar. "Where's Danil's closet?”
Danil then told me the location of Sekar's wardrobe was on the right, and his wardrobe and accessories on the left. With prints he opened the entire closet and it was seen that both clothes and daily necessities were already in the closet.
“Who tidied up our stuff mas?”
“Mother Ita, assisted by several assistants.”
“Then I, until Ita's mother takes care of all this.”
“Why to be ashamed, it has indeed become his obligation.”
“Alright let's take a bath first mas, I've prepared his clothes. After this mas want me to make what?”
“Mas just rest I go briefly to the supermarket,” Sekar ask permission.
“Mas follow, you can't go alone.”
“Alright, we leave now,” said Sekar impatiently.
Sekar was silent, making Danil stop his steps. “Are they coming?”
“It's definitely a darling.”
As she grumbled, Danil did not care about her, this was the consequence she had to carry out as the wife of a Danil. In the car, he was silent and not long asleep.
Why have you fallen asleep so easily lately? You know I'm very worried about you, baby. Sorry to make you uncomfortable, trust me to do all this for your safety.
Danil woke Sekar when their vehicle almost reached the supermarket lobby. She opened her eyes slowly and gave a beautiful view of her husband's face.
“I'm sorry I fell asleep mas.”
“Bee dream?” ask Danil while giving a bottle of mineral water that has been opened.
“Thank you mas, I didn't dream.”
“It's beautiful dear,” praise Danil, when he saw his wife staring at his face in the pink mini mirror.
“Mas, just see if anything is lacking,” he blushed.
“Perfect (perfect).”
Danil clasped his wife's fingers as they got out of the car. Sekar was again faced with her husband's escort. Many people were staring at the two while whispering about the newlyweds.
“Salah we shop today dear.”
“What's wrong?”
“This is too crowded, and I hate to see the men there staring at you expectantly. Want to mas fold you and put in the bag, so they don't stare at you.”
“Always bike, main fold and put in bag,” protest Sekar. “Enak in you mas, the woman there blatantly looks at you expectantly, longing for you to greet. As for me, want you to put in the bag, it sucks.”
“My wife is jealous?”
“Only you can be jealous?”
“Mas glad to hear you are jealous.”
Sekar walked ahead of Danil, now her husband had to follow where he took her. “Pelan-belan Bee, you can not be far from mas know.”
“I have trouble shopping mas, if your hands hold my fingers continue.”
“Can't Bee, mas don't want to be helped.”
“With upin ipin and two srikandi mas still afraid of kecolongan?” ask Sekar. “I just ask to release your grip for a moment mas, how will I choose vegetables and other materials if you hold it strong once.”
“No rebuttal Bee,” Danil said. “The choice is only two. One, keep shopping on condition that your hands must be hand-held mas or we go home.”
“Alright keep shopping mas.”
“The right choice of my wife,” Danil said with a triumphant smile.
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