
The rain fell soaking up the arid soil because almost three months of rain did not fall, if the dry season arrived making it difficult for everyone to plant rice because it was not water.
Melur down to accompany umi Salma who was cooking, she made coffee and fried bananas for her husband who was on the balcony of Melur room.
The house that stood firmly in front of him lay empty rice fields because it could not plow the fields because there was no water now looks like an ocean because heavy rain makes the water full in the rice fields.
Firdaus gazed forward towards the view of the rice field in front of him, the duck playing in the rice field became a pleasure for him because he could feel the water.
"What do you see, Mas?" tanya Melur put down a cup of coffee and fried bananas with smoke still billowing upwards.
"So, you're seeing a duck playing in that paddy field?" show Firdaus to his wife.
"What's wrong with them, Mom! It's not that the duck does like water," said Melur did not understand where the direction of her husband's conversation.
Firdaus nodded confirming what his wife had said.
"What are you saying is true, baby! Mas just think they are grateful for what is given but why sometimes humans are not grateful for what is given may the creator," muttered Firdaus flat, flat, he picked up the coffee on the small table and took a sip.
"Firdaus's madam or what the hell? How come he said that, is it because I am not grateful to marry him, Inner Melur said,"
"Mas, fuck me?" ask Melur.
"Kok you said you're fucking, don't you, baby? Mas is so grateful to have a wife as beautiful as you," Firdaus pulled Melur can hug him, the skin both fell down making a strange sigh.
"Thank you, Mom! It's been good with me and take care of me," said Melur.
"Don't tell me that, you're my wife! It should be a mas guarding you from people who want to hurt you," said Firdaus, he knew if Arkhan would chase Melur back let alone Arkhan put his heart on Melur.
"Yes already, we're going in yuk! outside the rain you don't want to get sick" Firdaus said, letting go of his arms.
Melur down the stairs one by one looks Abah already sitting at the dining table seems he was healthy after hearing the explanation from Melur, he was so calm no one else will visit the family Abah.
"Is it healthy?" ask Firdaus.
"Thank God, son! Abah was just shocked to see the viral video on TV. Who was the man you were with that time Melur?"
Abah's question frightened Melur, what he had to say to his brother. No he said that Arkhan was a man in his past.
"He's Arkhan Kamil a public figure so the reporter highlighted the video, so Viral Abah is also an Artist," Firdaus replied occasionally turning to Melur, Abah looked at Melur as if asking for approval from her daughter.
"True Mas Firdaus, Umi. She's an Artist" Melur said occasionally taking the food that was in front of her.
"That hope you guys stay away from the guy, he's not a good guy let alone a Viral video as if Melur hugs him and Abah doesn't like that,"
Abah presses the word in the 'dislike' sentence for them to understand.
"Firdaus will always keep Melur, Abah calm down,"
"Tell me to believe in you, son,"
They returned late in the morning meal, while Melur only kept silent occasionally turning towards her husband who was eating voraciously even she realized that her husband was a good man.
After breakfast, Firdaus invites Melur to take a walk to the city of Bandung as well as stop by his parents' house, madam Fatma prefers to stay in Bandung than in Jakarta even though Pak Rahman has made a house to live in.
Firdaus invites Melur to tourist attractions in the city of Bandung, because their time is only a day there and he took the time to invite Melur sightseeing.