Marrying Sergeant Major
Extra part 3
Holidays and quality time without children. Those are the two things that Bima often said the last few days, and after getting the chance to red date for three days in a row, mas Bima immediately took me on vacation to the city of bawang mangu.
A place far away from where we live.
"Thank you for everything, Bi"
"Sama-sama" Sahutku without turning my gaze from the sight of Bima mas who was above me after we enjoyed a release.
Our inner needs since Ryu is very minimal, that's why Bima invites me to enjoy a vacation for three days without bringing children.
They were in the care of the mami and papi who were staying at our house.
"Where is the stiff, cold face and annoying expression that used to always appear on the face of the mas?"
Bima's eyebrows raised by one. "What do I want first, Bi?"
"It's cold to minus degrees"
"Willing it?"
"Hmm" My hand that cupped Bima's face moved my thumb gently rubbed her cheek. "His face is like a war, if you talk richly to fight"
This time Bima's expression frowned.
"Obviously, don't have to be on those lipets"
Instead of responding to my words, Bima even stuck her lips on my lips at a glance.
"Why if it's up in boboin gini gemesnya out the Bi?"
"I'm adorable"
"If I sleep again"
"No way" I refused quickly.
Upon hearing my rejection, Bima immediately made a big movement, changing our position to me who was on it. He slightly arranged the pillow higher to land his head.
"We make adek for the girl Ryu?"
"Don't be weird, Ryu hasn't even been four months"
"Okay, later if he's one year old you'll be hamili again"
"Isn't it too close? One year Ryu is still asian"
"It's okay dong, later Ryu's age one year will be out when he's two years"
"Don't bother later. Isn't taking care of a pregnant woman a big hassle?"
"Did I ever say that?" bima mas hand that circled my back made a rubbing motion that made my hair bristling.
"Never, the. But I like pity the same mas, pregnant yesterday I was spoiled very much"
"It's okay dong, I'm glad you're spoiled to me" One hand of Bima's mas tucked the hair behind my ear. "If you're not pregnant you're never spoiled, Bi. So-sookan can do it all by themselves, the evidence is now rarely asked in the arms. Compare how you got pregnant yesterday. Pas pregnant bubu just want in the hug, well pas already not pregnant, boro-boro ask for a hug, if the head is stuck on the pillow, forget if you have a husband"
I chuckled at the words of Bima.
"Am not cape ngurus me who managed half to die, but mas was tired in Lanud, until the house had to take care of homework, take care of pregnant women, not to mention taking care of children"
"No, the chance can get your hug. Tired a lot, but the night can be a hug plus additional dinner rations, eating it on the bed. It's so delicious Bi"
"Extra dinner?" My eyebrows swooped sharply.
"Hmm" said Bima nodded her head. "Especially if there is a dessert, the fatigue is immediately gone"
"Well, what the hell, not clear" I'm annoyed.
"What's unclear? it is you who do not understand. Just finished dinner, you want dessert?"
I frowned before then silenced Bima's mouth with one of my palms.
I understand what that means now.
"Why Bi?"
"That's a damn thing about mas"
"But the dessert hasn't, Bi" her voice muffled as it was still behind my silencing.
"What kind of dessert?"
"Yes hug, kiss, same fumbling"
"What grope?" tanyaku make a laugh because my hand instead flanking his nose.
"The things that make you happy. It was good, wasn't it?"
"Baby, ihh.. Narrow the si" my hands still hold flanking his nose while mas Bima trying to get rid of my hands.
"No need to be a hypocrite, Bi. Nice to say good, just want to talk"
"Well, his mouth wants me to pinch?"
"You! Pinch using mul_" Mas Bima hung his words, because I strengthened my pinch on his nose
"Aaw..! Can't breathe me, Bi"
"Bodo is very, own wrong prank"
"Torture is his name"
"Bodo very"
"Want to be a widow?"
"No way"
"Then I'm boboin again"
"Leave me alone if you're addicted"
"You're ashamed of me"
"His own husband is still shy"
Mas Bima increasingly chuckled when I tickled him, he again changed our position, and I was immediately under his confinement. My hands are still agile tickling his stomach.
Our laughter was equally broken... Far from my delusion can be this intimate with Bima mas.
In the past, let alone imagine something like this, imagining being kissed on the forehead just as thoroughly as never.
"I love you Bi" he said as Bima managed to stop my hand.
"I love you too"
"Once again?" The look of Bima was so deep.
I nodded straight away. While mas Bima instantly scooped my lips softly, his hands rushed to touch the curves of my body, giving a touch that made the contents of my head instantly fall apart.
Minutes passed, we again sipped the sweetness of honey.
After our second release, Bima mas rose from above my body, then entered the bathroom.
Five minutes later the man came out of the bathroom with a wet towel to wipe my body.
Feeling exhausted, we went to bed hugging.
****
The dawn of the day when I woke up, I felt a cold that was completely bone-chilling. My position that has changed and is no longer in the arms of Bima mas, my hand stretched out to pull the blanket to the limit of the neck and back curled back to the back of Bima mas.
Suddenly from behind, I felt someone move close to my body, of course that person was my husband. He hugged me quite tightly.
"Cold huh, Bi?" ask Bima with her voice.
"Hemm" I replied with a small mutter.
Mas Bima again tightened his hand that wrapped around my stomach to drive away the cold that we both felt.
We went back to sleep until the dawn of the morning.
"Wake up!" My lips rubbed the arms of Bima who was still holding on to hold me.
"A little while, Bi"
"Already Adhan, shower first later miss the dawn"
"You used to take a shower"
"Mas first of all"
"You go, Bi. It's still so cold"
We were both still equally lazy to get up from the bed because the air was completely piercing in the area of the mangu handler.
"Part of why you choose a vacation here, even though I have bargained for Jogja" Mas Bima finally got out of bed even though a little lazy.
"I don't know, I saw it on the internet where it was good, I didn't know the air turned out to be this cold"
"I reminded you yesterday, didn't I?"
"Hmm" I cursed with my eyes closed and my body wrapped in a thick blanket.
While mas Bima no longer reply because it has stepped into the bathroom that I immediately heard the sound of water splashing.
I'm sure Bima took a shower. He poured water on his body very quickly, then knew it had come out of there with wet hair and a towel wrapped around half his body.
"Cepet is so bathing, the feeling is not five minutes!"
"That's called a duck bath, Bi. We TNIs used to do it when living in the realm of survival "
I shook my head slowly, Bima herself rushed to put on her clothes.
"Wake up, take a shower! I'm waiting for the worship service"
"Just a minute now"
"Bi! Come on, if it's not that cold"
"Yes-yes" I put away the blanket and got up, stepped lazily towards the bathroom while holding back the cold.
After taking a shower, we prayed together.
Although I have often heard Bima chant the holy verse of the Quran, but still there is a sense of haru that sneaks in the heart when my man said takbir in the first skuraat.
There were so many requests I mentioned in the prayer after we prayed.
Especially health and safety for our family. Neither the salvation of the world nor the Hereafter.
After praying fervently, Bima moved to turn her body, face me and then extend her hand to me kiss, she immediately replied with a warm kiss on my forehead.
"Stay like this until jannah ya, Bi" Lirih mas Bima looked at me intensely.
"God willing"
Mas Bima again gave a kiss this time in both eyes before then hugging me.
Bima's chin that landed on the tip of my head, warm breath very clearly swept my hair.
May you be happy forever, Lord..
Keep our hearts from betrayal, keep our eyes off the glitter of the world for a moment, and keep our ears from speech that is capable of ruining our happiness.
Praying in my heart, I guarantee it in my heart.
Mas Bima, and my son, will be the only man in my memory, who will always be in my life.