Love of the Adjutant
Home Atmosphere

Evening is approaching. A couple of husband and wife already look neat and fragrant.

Kinan, who was busy preparing dinner for Indra, made her husband want to help her.

"What's cooking, Dek??" tanya Indra put her head on Kinan's shoulder.

"The same long bean stir-fried cooking fried eggs, Mas. Cook just simple first, because Adek still not to the market."

"Yes, that's okay, baby. Whatever Adek cooks, Mas must eat." rayu Indra.

"Oh yes, what can you do for me??"

"What are you supposed to do anyway??" ask Kinan curiously.

"What can it be?? I think Mas can only make children deh." seduced Indra.

Kinan looked at her sharply.

"Haha. Yes, yes." joked Indra.

"It's the name of the army actually all can be sold."

"Times??" Kinan is not sure.

"Yes we also often go in and out of the forest or remote areas Dek. Inevitably we have to survive by eating and drinking potluck. So if the matter of cooking is small for us. But if it is about taste, do not dare to guarantee." joked Indra. Kinan smiled.

"Yes already that Mas sliced this onion. Do you like to get sick, right?? If you like, the omelet is mixed with chilli seeds so as not to be too spicy."

"Ready, my wife." said Indra.

He immediately cut onions and chilies to mix into his omelet. When it was almost finished slicing, it arrived.

"Oh!!!" Indra held his hand.

"Well, why??!!" Kinan panicked.

He immediately approached Indra, and saw what was really going on. But Indra hid his hands behind his back.

"here, Mas. Look first." pinta Kinan.

"No, Deck. It's nothing." replied Indra.

"Mas??!" said Kinan with a sharp look towards Indra.

"It's really okay." Indra tried to convince Kinan.

"They won't believe it until you see for yourself. Here, take her hand." pinta Kinan firmly.

"Dad??" call Indra soft as if not to make the wife worried.

"Mas??" reply Kinan with an increasingly worried look.

Finally, Indra gave up. Slowly he showed me his injured finger while slicing the onion.

On his middle finger was blood still coming out. Even his incision wound looks rather deep.

"Can we do it anyway??" kinan was worried.

Kinan immediately grabbed the husband's hand and pulled him to sit in the living room. He rushed to find the P3K box that was there.

He slowly cleaned the wound. Indra grimaced once in a while as Kinan gave the red medicine on his finger.

"Heart dong, Mas." pinta Kinan with a sad face.

"Say cooking is easy. But how can you slice gini anyway??" kinan Piss. "Other times Adek will not tell Mas to cook again."

"This is the wrong one, Dek. Mas who are not hearted." said Indra.

"No, anyway Mas don't have to cook anymore." asserted Kinan with eyes that began to glass.

"Dad??" call Indra spoiled while holding the wife's cheek.

"Are you worried about me??"

"Yes, I must be worried. Mas's people are injured like this." said Kinan

"You're worried, that's a sign Adek has the same feeling Mas." Indra concluded.

"Tau ah." replied Kinan annoyed about to move on. But it lost quickly with the hand of Indra who immediately pulled his hand to sit back.

"Is it because of this wound that Adek is worried about Mas??" ask Indra again.

Kinan was silent. He was embarrassed to express what he was feeling.

"Sir. What if Mas got hurt again like gini.........."

"No. Cannot. Mas can not be hurt again" said Kinan firmly who cut said Indra.

A smile appeared on Indra's face.

"Didn't you want to get hurt again??" tanya Indra made sure.

"No."

"How about on the battlefield??"

"But you can't get hurt. That's an order." - Kinan.

"Is Adek sad that Mas is hurt??"

"Yes Adek sedib, it is not necessary to ask again" replied Kinan embarrassed.

"Is that a sign of how she feels?? Can you hope like that Deck??"

"What the hell is Mas?? We're married, so don't think so." Kinan tried to hide his feelings.

"Yes, we are married. But until this moment, Adek never said that Adek love the same Mas. Even this marriage happened, actually without Adek's consent. That's why all this time Mas felt, Mas's feeling was just clapping one hand." explained Indra.

Kinan was silent for a moment. She thought about what her husband said. And it is true, all this time Kinan did not express his feelings to Indra. Because at first Kinan only considered Indra as a friend when he needed to. But the more it came here, somehow the feeling got stronger. More than a friend.

"What...is Adek dear to Mas??" ask Indra doubtfully.

Kinan just nodded slowly.

"Don't just nod the Deck. Say clearly, let Mas not feel like clapping one hand again." Pinta Indra excited.

It looks like Kinan took a deep breath.

"Yes, Mas. Adek also loves Mas." replied Kinan with a single breath.

Those words, made Indra's heart pause for a moment. He did not know what he had just heard. Kinan was right to reciprocate his feelings.

Sontak Indra hugged Kinan and stroked his unraveled hair.

"Thank you, baby. Thank you." said Indra smiling. Kinan smiled too. Now their feelings are truly united.

Indra stroking Kinan's cheek. Smiling in front of his wife.

"Is it still sick??" ask Kinan.

"No, baby." replied Indra smiling.

"Promise not to get hurt again??" kinan Pinta.

"But if on the battlefield, it is difficult not to get hurt dear" said Indra while caressing the face of the wife.

"Yes, he changed his words. Especially on the battlefield, fight for this country. Whatever happens Mas must return home safely, because there is Adek who will always wait for Mas at home." pinta Kinan.

"Ehh, not just Adek dong." said Indra.

"Later here there will also be his son Mas." said Indra while wiping Kinan's stomach is still flat.

"Yes. Amiuin." Kinan smiled.

They too are dissolved in happiness.

After spending time eating together, they also relax while watching television.

Indra who was being spoiled, placed her head on Kinan's thigh. Like a child, Kinan rubbed Indra's head until he fell asleep. That night there was no hot scene he did, because the provakator was fast asleep next to his wife.

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