Love Me Om
Pagi

All the happiness, laughter in that simple house did not escape Chess, the man was obsessed with having Kanaya. That girl, only that girl had ever smiled sincerely at Chess without asking for anything in return.

"It's not time yet, any minute, just wait for Kanaya. You will make me the most beautiful of mine" muttered Chess behind the full face helmet she was wearing.

Whistling merrily, Chess spurred the motorcycle away from where she used to watch Reyhan's house. The man left when the thanksgiving ceremony at Reyhan's house was over, and people started to leave the house.

A month passed, Reyhan still did not allow Kanaya to have a room with him. With the reason Reyhan is not ready, it is strange actually but Kanaya also does not want to argue with her husband. Although the hesitation to have Reyhan slowly began to fade.

"Of."

"What?"

"Look here."

Reyhan also turned his head from the frying pan he was stirring. Kanaya smiled and then showed the shape of a small heart that she made with her thumb and index tip. "The nest e."

"Hem, thank you," Reyhan replied briefly. The thin-floated man again stirred the rice in the frying pan.

"Ish really is just that Om," Rengek Kanaya stomped her feet.

"Continue?"

"Yes answer back to the cake" Kanaya said with a grin.

"I don't speak Korean" the man said.

"Then I Love You."

"I don't speak English."

"I love Om, there's no way Om can't speak Indonesian right?" tease Kanaya while raising her eyebrows.

"I'm busy" he said.

"Hais, fate has a husband like a five-door refrigerator. Want to be loved is very difficult, but it's okay, my dear Om Reyhan does not have to worry, worry, or worry, Kanaya will be still affectionate and love the same Om. Though Om kayak polar bear. "

"No need to dig in early in the morning, fast breakfast, what time is it. You can be late" Reyhan said as he placed two of his homemade fried rice on the table.

Kanaya pulled the chair and sat down while putting her head on the table, the girl looked weak and helpless.

"I think Naya is sick, Om," he said suddenly lethargic.

Reyhan immediately pulled the chair closer to Kanaya, although the girl's face did not look pale, Reyhan placed a hand on Kanaya's forehead.

"Not hot, does your stomach hurt anymore? What's dizziness?" reyhan asked worriedly, but Kanaya even smiled faintly.

"We're medical now."

Reyhan who was about to get up from his seat stopped because of Kanaya's hand. The girl smiled looking at the panicked Reyhan, Reyhan's fused brows staring intently at the wife who was smiling broadly showing off her teeth.

"Hiiii... Naya is kidding Om," Kanaya said without guilt.

Reyhan looked so angry, he threw Kanaya's hand until it crashed.

"Don't joke like that Kanaya, I don't like it!" reyhan snapped with wrath.

The man left then left just like that, leaving Kanya fixated. Reyhan chose to stay away, dampening his own emotions. Kanaya who felt guilty had made Reyhan angry immediately after the step of the husband who went to the terrace.

"Of.. Om Reyhan sorryin Kanaya, Naya promised not to do that again. Please O, sorry Kanaya."

Kanaya grabs Reyhan's hand trying to stop the man's move. However, the man's broad strides and manpower were simply incomparable to Kanaya. The little girl was dragged in Reyhan's steps.

"Om, I'm sorry!" Kanaya hugged Reyhna from behind, making the man's steps completely stop.

"Let go!"

"Not before Om sorryin Naya!"

"Let go or I'm getting mad!"

Afraid Reyhan was getting angry, Kanaya released her arms around her husband's waist.The girl ventured forward, standing in front of the man who was looking at her sharply.

"Sorry Kanaya Om" said the girl in the gray white uniform.

Again Reyhan took a deep breath, he was also wrong, too carried away by emotions. The two burly hands of the man wearing a plain green shirt, it held the shoulders of the little wife.

"Don't repeat it again, I don't like it."

Kanaya nodded in understanding, although Kanaya felt Reyhan was a little overdone but she tried to understand.

"Om make nganterin Naya school?" Kanaya dared to ask.

"Actually I have an appointment this morning with someone," Reyhan replied which immediately made Kanaya bow down in disappointment.

Although Reyhan already bought him the latest model motorcycle matik, two weeks ago. Kanaya still prefers to be delivered by her husband.

"Alright, quickly grab your bag. We're leaving now."

"Yes!" Kanaya leaped in excitement, with the carefree footsteps of the girl coming in to pick up the school bag.

With his old car Reyhan drove Kanaya to a school located quite far from Reyhan's house. Such a bias Kanaya will be radio on their way.

"Om who's going to see you? Can you know?" kanaya, it's not usual for Reyhan to meet someone this early.

Usually Reyhan customers will come themselves to the workshop, not him who comes to customers.

"Sir Broto," Reyhan replied without turning his head.

"Sir Broto? What's for?"

"Shhh... Little kids can't be nosy about adults."

"Who said I was a kid?! I'm an adult, I can make kids. Oja who do not want to make, so call me a child continues," Cerocos Kanaya with a thin tone.

The girl folded her hands on her chest and threw a glance out the window. Reyhan gave a quick glance at Kanaya who was sulking, he took a deep breath before starting to speak.

"Every night Mr. Broto gave the news that our marriage certificate was finished," replied Reyhan who did not want Kanaya increasingly sulking.

"Marriage Letter Om?"

Kanaya's eyes sparkled like sunlight, the taste was bad la there sans husband instantly lost yawn just like that. Reyhan only answered Kanaya's question with a nod.

Kanaya's smile widened, not a word was spoken. But the girl's face clearly hinted at the ultimate happiness.

"That's fun, huh?" reyhan asked when they were almost at Kanaya school.

"Of course, if there is a marriage license, it means that Om Sama Naya is official in the eyes of law and religion. Stay arau not yet, when Om we inaugurate?" Kanaya asked with a blink of one eye.

"A real school, don't think weird!"

"Iye, iye school. Kanaya also knows that, but we have been a month more Om so husband and wife, Om time does not want to be so manjain Kanaya, in nina boboin if night, in elus, in puter, in nina, in a lick, in a dip like a biscuit," Kanaya said with her eyes twinkling.

"Kanaya!" screeched Reyhan to the wind, for the girl had already taken a thousand steps. When Reyhan's car stopped in front of the school gate.