Marrying the Old Virgin
Confused, What is the Title

The designer leaned his body to the side, getting closer to Nara. “Fans who hit me when you were hypothermic,” whispered Reka to Nara's ear. Makes the woman's body suddenly crumble.

Nara pushes Reka's body. “He does not believe that I am your husband,” said Reka and then continued eating. Nara chose silence waiting for Reka to finish with lunch.

The design is in front of the bathroom sink and opens the worn t-shirt. Staring at the post-operative wound on his already-drying stomach. Then wash his face. “Ra, help me apply ointment,” said Reka. Nara took the ointment and applied it to the scar on Reka's stomach.

“This new dry outside, we do not know what kind of wound inside. So you do not be strange let alone to fight,” Nara's advice and then put back the wound ointment Reka on naka

The designer took a change of clothes in the closet and shamelessly changed in front of his wife. “Who also wants to fight. But if there is something to breeze and look for because it continues, I am yes aja,” said Reka.

“Well, that's it, I mean.”

“Currently the ones who cheebelin ya your fans it.”

Nara clucked, walked towards the closet picking up a change of clothes and changed clothes in the bathroom. “Ra, why not change here?” ask Reka when Nara closes the bathroom door. “Ra, this is fast reply deh, see this contact you again,” said Reka while showing the screen of Nara's phone where the name Ardi plastered as a caller.

Nara grabs the phone Reka holds. ‘I'm fine, thanks for worrying about me.’ Nara replies to Ardi's message not to constantly contact Nara.

“So curious, later if you meet will be as good as what the man is,” said Reka.

...***...

Two days later.

That morning, Reka and Nara were ready to go to campus. “No need to take the motor first, you can leave with ‘kan?”

“Iya Bun, where is my motor anyways? In the apartment or in the cafe, I forgot,” said Reka. Nara, who had been hit by nausea and vomiting earlier this morning, looked pale. “Forced to eat dear, it sure feels nauseous. Want to make what it is so that you have more appetite,” said Meera.

“Nevent need Bun, this is aja.” This morning menu Boiled Chicken dumplings, Design order. Kevin enjoyed his breakfast without making a sound, as Meera had already dominated with all sorts of advice for Reka and his wife.

“Still able to leave?” ask the designer who is already in front of the wheel. Nara was leaning weakly beside him. “Support, I'm just nauseous,” replied Nara.

The streets are not too crowded make them arrive at the campus faster. Nara took off her seatbelt and was surprised by the movements of Reka who pulled her nape and fused their lips together. “They, so messy again ‘kan,” complained Nara after Reka released the unification of their lips. The designer kissed Nara's forehead before the woman got out of the car.

Upon entering the lecturer room, Nara saw Ardi already in her cubicle. Nara put the bag on the table and pulled the chair making Ardi turn towards her. “Finally come too,” said Ardi while staring at Nara.

“Now it is very difficult to contact you,” complained Ardi was still staring at Nara who pretended to be busy preparing her teaching equipment. “Not difficult to contact, indeed yesterday-yesterday I did not hold the phone. Moreover time in the hospital,” replied Nara.

“So right you were kidnapped?”

“Hmm. I don't want to talk about it yes,” said Nara.

“I went to class first,” said Nara saw it was time she taught. Coincidentally the first hour in the design class.

Entering the initially rowdy class but immediately quiet as Nara enters and sits in the Lecturer's chair. Nara greeted then explained at a glance the conclusion of the previous meeting. As she stood up and began to explain the materials today, a glimpse of the female student sitting next to Reka.

“So pay close attention when you quote the opinion of others. This is a mistake that often arises when you compose a thesis or make other scientific works. Task for the next week, please collect the manuscript that has a quote on your thesis,” explained Nara closed the explanation.

“There are people who want to ask, before I close,” said Nara after two hours and forty minutes in the class.

“No Bu,” replied Yasa. “Let's if there's a question I japri aja mother yes,” he said again. The designer turned to Yasa and clucked.

“If you dare the same bodyguard lo japri aja Bu Nara,” muttered God but can still be heard.

“Yeah, Ka. I'm just kidding again, never connecting girls to college materials. There is also dating,” said Yasa. The design kicked the chair that Yasa occupied. Nara eventually retreats out of the classroom.

“Awas lo, contact my wife,” threatened Reka who responded Yasa with a laugh.

“They, where are you anyway?” asked Lolita who had been sitting next to Reka. “Kok you said wife, indeed you are married?” ask Lolita again.

“Already, mending lo far away,” replied Yasa when asked was Reka.

Not long after, the next lecturer came to make all the students in the room back silent.

At lunchtime, Reka sends Nara a message to invite her to a meal. Currently, Reka is heading to the campus cafeteria. The designer stopped his steps to read a reply to a message from Nara, that Nara was currently heading to a coffee shop on campus.

She turned to the place Nara meant. Nara was already sitting sweetly on one of the chairs looking at her iced cappucino. “You should eat not drink this.”

“I'm nauseous, from earlier I've been drinking this. Yes, yes, a little bit. Later you spend,” said Nara in a warm tone. Design only nodded while looking at Nara who started sipping her glass.

“Already, it has been too much,” said Reka while reaching for the glass in Nara's hand.

“A little more,” pinta Nara. The plan to drink the rest of Nara's drink. “You are pregnant again, I am sure drinks like this are not recommended for consumption by pregnant women,”, Reka told Nara. Nara just clucked.

“Loh, you guys here?”

Nara turned to the direction of the voice and smiled. Unlike the design that has been memorized by the sound of Rika. “Hmm, now hanging out is not the same Yasa and Dewa but the same Bu Nara,” mock Rika who has been standing next to the table where Reka and Nara are.

“Whispering, why bother aja,” said Reka. “Mana Vano, usually you guys have kayak same employer maid, everywhere go hand in hand.”

“Break his heart. Likes the same girl but the girl likes the same friend lak_natnya, there is still a sibling relationship anyway. The one, slumped him,” said Rika then left the place after taking her order.