
Samudra and Rasya are getting ready to go to the airport. While waiting for Ubai who would take him to the airport, Rasya enjoyed the food in the refrigerator and took out all the contents, which Mulan would later take to the ministry.
Tingtong ....
Tingtong ....
Tingtong ....
"Who's coming?" asked Samudra while sitting just a laptop on his lap, turning his head because Rasya was eating fruits at the dinner table.
"Helleh, isn't it open! even asked." Rasya's lips curdled up from his seat, carrying his steps towards the door leaf.
Samudra just looked at his wife while mesem-mesem.
"What mesem-mesem? not open the door?" rasha said while glancing.
Then after being in the doorway, Rasya pulled the door handle and opened blak. The ocean door is wide open.
"Mulan? he muttered Rasya while smiling towards Mulan.
Mulan came because it was to take the rest of the refrigerator. In order not to waste because at least Rasya and Samudra in Surabaya do not intermittently go home, at least 1 week or even more.
So obviously, that smelled of food that would be redundant all excreted.
"Come, Mulan?" Rasya.
Mulan immediately patted and followed the steps of Rasya who was immediately invited to the kitchen room, where on the table was packed just carry it.
"Everything, I've packed up and just brought it," Rasya pointed to the table.
"Ooh yeah, I'm just tote up?" mulan said as she stared at the table.
Rasya continues to eat the fruit and Mulan starts to carry how many bags out the unit.
"What in Surabaya will be a long time, it is not possible to go home a week two weeks!" ask mulan to Rasya.
While Rasya before answering, turned to look towards the Ocean who was looking down at the laptop.
"It seems so, but I don't know either. How many weeks there!" rasha.
"I feel like I want to go there, be at the reception of the two of you," Mulan added.
"Yes, of course come dong there. Let us gather there also reply Rasya.
"Later, in Jakarta will also be held a reception. For guests who can not go to Surabaya, and the event will be live from Surabaya directly so as if we gather in one event." Samudra.
"Is that what it is?" Rasya looked curiously at the Ocean.
"Indeed, it will be made like that the concept. At Surabaya reception, here is also the reception and here will install a large screen to monitor the actual event from Surabaya." Obviously Ocean.
"So wonder what the concept is?" Rasya racked his brain imagining what concept to use.
"That's it, don't think about it! see how the show is going?" samudra timpal.
While Mulan said goodbye to go out and go home to the mansion, and when at the door passed by Ubai who walked quickly.
Ubai entered the house and immediately got Samudra who was busy with his laptop. "Now we're leaving, boss. Afraid of getting stuck in the street."
"OK," he said, Samudra then closed the laptop and he put it in his bag. Mobile phones are also another important item.
Likewise with Rasya put the phone in his small bag.
"What's the way you're done and no one's left behind?" investigate Ubai while looking at Rasya.
"I'm done, Mr. Ubai everything is ready!" rasya answered back to tie Hoodie to her waist.
"If so let's go. Before the road gets stuck." Take Ubai while pulling the Samudra bridal suit suitcase.
"Let's go, where else?" ask Samudra to Rasya who even returned to the room.
"staunch? want to pee first! a shh?" pekiknya Rasya from behind the door.
"Well, girls, everyone wants to go to the WC first!" The ocean shook its head.
Ubai looked at the ocean. "It's usual boss, rather than wanting to pee on the road, after all girls are not as simple as guys who use bottles so ha ha ha ha ...."
"Let's go? it was ready, "rasha's voice after emerging from her room.
Then they exited the unit walking in the corridor of the apartment, to the elevator that would connect them directly to the parking lot.
Samudra held Rasya's hand very affectionately, hopefully Ubai just fell silent and could only hold the handle of the suitcase.
"Bai, when are you going to hold a woman's hand? don't just have the suitcase you're holding!" said Samudra with a sneering tone.
"Let there be a time, there will also be a time. When I have got a really suitable person, to accompany my daily life." he replied Samudra while playing his eyebrows.
"Women are so many, why don't you think there's one that you're compatible with?" added Samudra.
"This you, maybe maybe mister Ubai does not have a soul mate, you also dated for years. Why is the marriage the same as me?" Rasya.
"I married you because I had to, forced by circumstances." he replied Samudra.
"Forced, by circumstance you regret marrying me?" staring intently.
"Ti-no anyway .. now not .. not forced! I like it, "he said Samudra.
"Heeuh .. beware if you want to decets," said Rasya walked first to leave the Ocean and Ubai still crossing the elevator door.
"eeh, honey? highgu! how angry is that?" continue the Ocean following the secret steps that have been first up near the car Ubai.
The geph!
Rasya's hand, the Ocean catch. "Don't be angry dong darling .. why is it immediately angry anyway?"
"Really yes? you have never liked, not been happy with me. Never love me? why don't you just divorce me? let me be free. And there's no need to sign up to KUA for our second wedding!" rasya's voice shook.
"Lho. Isn't that also dear. sorry? I was so then! not now, anyways ... from the first also actually I like kok, just lazy to talk." The ocean scratched at his nape, becoming feeling awry.
"Truly huh? already have. Don't continue our marriage, what do we do? maybe I'll just be a slave to your passions and you don't feel love or affection as much as I do!" Rasya increasingly vibrated and both of his beads look nanar, teary like crying.
The ocean immediately pulled Rasya's shoulder and hugged him, at first Rasya revolted.
"Tie me off? don't make me a slave to your lust again!" pekik Rasya.
"Yes, I'm sorry? Sya. It's not my intention to hurt you! you're my wife." The ocean tightened her embrace.
Ubai was only silent behind the wheel which was actually ready to start the engine. He went awry and felt strange between the two people sulking the indistinct ....
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