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“Honey already dong nambeknya, really deh suer all not like the Ica shadowin. Brother was just a prank on Roger, Yang.” Faris was sitting at the door closed hoping his wife would forgive him.
“Yang .. please sorry Brother Dong Darling.” Faris whined again when she found no answer.
Ceklek, the door that suddenly opened made Faris who was leaning there immediately strayed. He found his wife who was standing with her face still unfriendly when Faris looked up.
Cup, Faris landed his kiss on Aisha's stomach which is still flat because of the position of her head that is parallel to the stomach of the wife.
“Bilangin dong to Mami the ease of mengambeknya, Papi promise deh not that anymore,” said Faris spoke in front of Aisha's stomach as if there was a life in it.
“Abang already really want to have a child?” Aisha asked while looking down at her husband's face.
“Honey, all marriages must crave to have offspring, but Brother is very relaxed anyway, all will already have a chat. Itung-itung let it be a prayer,” said Faris softly as he stroked his wife's face.
“Udah don't sulk anymore huh?” persuade Faris.
Aisha was still silent not to refuse or accept her husband's apology, she then heaved her breath.
“Come dong Mami ..” Faris still did not want to give up, even now he whined wagging his wife's body.
“Hmmm.”
“Mami ...”
“Iya Papi, have not scammed this.” Aisha replied with annoyance because her husband had been teasing her ever since. Faris was already smiling with excitement.
“Ayo Papi take you for a while because Mami has not been sulking anymore,” said Faris got up while stroking his wife's stomach again, then herded Aisha into the room to prepare.
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All visitors applauded when the singer finished the song, not least Karina who has also been enjoying the song since.
Karina turned her head when she did not find any reaction from Azka, but immediately he undoes his intention to ask Azka's opinion regarding the song that had just been delivered when he saw Azka just staring blankly forward without expression, without expression, even Karina could clearly see the traces of tears flowing at her net end.
“Ka? Are you okay?” Karina asked carefully.
“Em ah sorry I just got carried away.” As quickly as lightning Azka rubbed the tip of her net and diverted the conversation until a waitress came back to serve the main menu for them.
Karina only mangosteen then immediately devoured his food, since earlier worms in his stomach have been revolting to be filled.
They finished each meal still in silence, even until Azka drove her car to drive Karina home.
Azka is confused what to say to Karina who has since seemed confused by what happened, the intention of the heart invites Karina weekly night to celebrate her return, but instead he can not control his emotions to create awkwardness between the two.
“I'm home yes.” Azka said goodbye before returning to drive her car to leave Karina's house.
Again Karina could only nod looking at Azka's departure.
“What do you mean get carried away is about the togetherness of you first when you heard that song earlier Ka?” Karina asked as if Azka was still within her sight, but Azka would not be able to hear her question at all.
Azka laid herself down on the bed after first making sure her son fell asleep comfortably in his room. The song was still ringing with memories with Aishanya first.
Instantly he remembered something, raped the phone is still in his pocket then his finger opened one of the social media applications lined up on the screen of the phone. With a pounding heart he opened one of the direct message rooms on his account, but immediately the twinkle on his face dimmed again.
“What else is honeymoon gnawing there?” his murmur tried to guess when he found the direct message from him had not even been read, let alone hoping to be answered.
Azka throws her phone in any direction and tries her hardest to close her net to remove Aisha's shadow from her head.
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Roger immediately prepared for the hotel lobby after getting a call from his Master, this afternoon his employer asked him to drive them around.
“Where were we going, Mister?” Roger asked after sitting behind the wheel.
“Where was Yang?” Faris asked his wife.
“Ica please, it's up to Abang.” Aisha answered while laying her head on her husband's chest as usual, for her it was more fun than enjoying the trip by observing the scenery.
“Ok we eat first in an ordinary place that deket Bosphorus,” said Faris has been memorized by his wife's favorite, he said, because there they can while enjoying the twilight that makes his wife always fascinated with the hue of his throne.
“Good Mr.” Roger immediately drove his car with the average speed of splitting the streets of Istanbul which seemed always crowded like his hometown, Surabaya.
Almost half an hour they arrived at one of the restaurants located at the end of the bridge that stretches across the Bosphorus strait.
The restaurant is indeed quite crowded with visitors every day because it managed to pamper with the surrounding scenery directly facing the beautiful Bosphorus.
Faris embraced his wife's friendly shoulder as she stepped into the restaurant, as did Aisha who had wrapped one of her arms around her husband's waist.
To hell with other visitors who have been staring at the two with various expressions, they stepped with a smile that is always imprinted on the face of the halal lovebirds who are in the drunken romance.
While Roger swiftly ordered a table for his employer as well as himself.
“Mami want to eat what?” seductive Faris while still stepping, several times he even kissed the top of his wife's head which was very easy to reach because of the position of Aisha who was in her embrace.
“Ish what the hell Bang.” Aisha suddenly pinched her husband's stomach, making Faris pretend to grimace in pain but ignored by the suspect.
Suddenly Faris stopped her steps when she found a familiar figure as they stepped towards the table. Aisha looks up as if asking ‘what is it?’
“Hasan ...” Faris immediately stepped towards him followed by his wife who was still struggling spoiled in his arms.
“Mas Faris?” Gus Hasan immediately rose from his chair when he found out who called his name, he even rubbed his eyes several times to make sure that his vision was not wrong.
Faisal and Ayla who were sitting opposite Gus Hasan turned around to see who called Gus Hasan.
And Aisha immediately straightened her body when she saw the face that turned around was looking at her husband as well.
“Hay Miss, we'll see you again.” Faisal greeted Aisha who looked still surprised after seeing her, somehow there was a different swish in his heart when he looked back at the face of the woman he met the other day in front of the cafe.
While all those who were there immediately looked towards the two after hearing Faisal greet Aisha as if they knew each other, especially Faris who had been staring at his wife questioningly, then switch to staring at Faisal with a gaze ‘senggol-bacok’.
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