Paper Plane
Long night

The night after the wedding became a thrilling night for the newlyweds. The moon looks like it will take longer to perch, the stars will smile more friendly.

''Why did you enter this room?'' ask Rahayu's mother who just finished changing her dress with a more casual outfit.

''This is Daisha's room, ma'am'' Daisha replied.

''You are how the hell, you are married to son Rendi. You should be in the same room.''

''But, ma?'' daisha protest.

''Udah there, hunt to the room nak Rendi.'' expel Rahayu's mother.

''The mother has a lot of heart, Daisha is afraid of ma'am.'' grumbled Daisha.

''Kok you're still here, son?'' ask mommy Marina who entered the hotel room.

''If Daisha leaves this room, what about Arka? She must have nyariin Daisha.'' said Daisha bit her lower lip to hide the nervousness that enveloped her heart and mind.

''You're so funny, it's there soon to approach your husband. Let Arka sleep with mommy and mommy. He is still out playing with Beni.'' said mommy Marina.

''Again, Arka seems to be impatient to get a sister.'' teased Mother Rahayu.

''Oh, what the hell mother!''

''It's over there, to your husband's room!'' mommy Marina said.

''Alright.'' Daisha replied resignedly. He walked towards a hotel room that had been prepared by Rendi. A room that would be their bridal room.

Daisha bit her lower lip again and hesitated to head to Rendi's room, which has now officially become her husband.

After taking a deep breath, he slowly walked into the room. It looked empty and there was no one, only the sound of water splashing was heard from the direction of the bathroom.

''Oh, Mr. Rendi is taking a shower. What am I supposed to do? I have to sit on that bed or just stand up?''

''But it is very sultry if you have to continue wearing this shirt all day.'' said Daisha hesitated.

He looked confused and misbehaved. The bathroom door opened. Rendi came out by displaying his field chest coupled with a row of torn bread on his stomach. His subordinate, he only wears black shorts above the knee.

''Aaaaaaaa!'' pekik Daisha was surprised as she closed her eyes with both hands.

Rendi also frowned.

''Why are you screaming?'' tanya Rendi relaxed by rubbing her wet hair with a towel.

''Dad close the dong, aurat sir!'' daisha said without looking at her interlocutor.

''What is aurat? You are just there. Already, open your eyes.'' said Rendi chuckled.

Daisha lowered her hands, her face flushed in embarrassment.

''You don't want to change clothes? Or will you keep wearing clothes like that?'' ask Rendi.

''Yes change banu dong, sir. Gerah tau wear clothes like this continues.'' said Daisha sewot.

''But, her change of clothes was still in my room. I take it first sir.'' said Daisha embarrassed.

''No need! There is a shower, let me tell Naya to deliver your clothes here said Rendi while walking towards a walk in closet in the room.

After Rendi's departure, Daisha felt a little relieved. Immediately he took off all the jewelry that was attached to his body. He also cleaned the makeup that adorned his face. Repeatedly she tried to remove the back button that adorned her dress.

''It's not really good for Naya, don't want to help her take off this dress.'' grumbled Daisha. Naya had just come to her room to deliver a bag containing Daisha's change of clothes. She just helps to clean her makeup and re-tidy her hair.

''Not taking a shower yet?'' ask Rendi who just came out of the dressing room.

''Emm, not yet sir.''

''Pak Rendi, may I ask for help?'' daisha asked with a face that was already red.

''Ask for help what?''

''Emm, help me take off the buttons on my dress.'' said Daisha pointing towards the back of her dress.

Rendi who heard Daisha's words immediately stepped towards his wife's standing.

''Is this really me helping?'' tanya Rendi made sure.

''Yes, sir. They know me on purpose.'' annoyed Daisha.

''I open it.'' Randy smiled in his heart. Carefully she tried to remove some neatly arranged buttons on Daisha's back dress. One by one the buttons began to open, featuring the smooth skin of his wife. Heavily, Rendi swallowed his saliva. As forcefully as possible, he held something that instantly rebelled from inside his pants.

''Udah haven't sir?'' ask Daisha. He felt very ashamed.

''Su. already.'' replied Rendi stammered with a beautiful view of halal nan in front of him.

Daisha immediately ran to the bathroom to hide her embarrassment.

In the bathroom, Daisha repeatedly held her conversation. Repeatedly trying to neutralize all the thoughts raging in his chest. After feeling quite calm, Daisha finally began to solidify her heart to get out of the bathroom. How surprised he was because he forgot to bring a change of clothes into the bathroom. He hurried inside and forgot to bring it. Luckily there was a bathrobe provided there. He hesitated to go back out.

Feeling that Daisha has been in the bathroom for too long, Rendi begins to feel anxious. With quick steps he walked towards the bathroom door.

''Daisha!'' yelled Rendi while knocking on the door.

''You're okay, right?''

Hearing the knock from outside, Daisha became even more panicked.

''Dow, how is this?''

Feeling no answer, Rendi also hardened her screams, fearing something happened with his wife.

''Daisha!'' back Rendi shouted with a bang on the door.

''You why? I broke the door down!''

''Uh, yes sir! I'm fine.'' said Daisha stammered.

''How long inside? Get out or I break the door. Don't make me worry.''

''I am sir, I am out now.''

Daisha slowly opened the bathroom door. He hid the shame that filled his heart. Instantly, Rendi became petrified. His breath seemed to be choking, his throat becoming dry. With great difficulty he swallowed his saliva looking at what was in front of his eyes. Both of their faces turned red.

''A.you?'' said Rendi stammered with perfectly rounded eyes.

''Sir, don't misunderstand me. My dressing shirt was left outside. I was in a hurry earlier.''kilah Daisha brushed off Rendi's mind. Daisha immediately broke through the burly arm and took the clothes from inside her bag.

''Stop!'' said Rendi.

''Shouldn't we?'' tanya Rendi hung up her words. He recalls the trauma Daisha had experienced. He also returned to his intention.

''Ah, come on, forget it.'' said Rendi by passing towards the balcony of the hotel room. He was throwing his breath away.

Daisha was hesitant. Between fear and not being ready. However, she also understood what was on her husband's mind. Instantly he felt as if he was pinching in pain. She recalls her mother and mother's discourse on the obligations she had to fulfill as a wife. With a steady heart, Daisha walked up to Rendi who stood looking at the vast sky.

''Pak Rendi.'' said Daisha.

''Hm?'' answer Rendi briefly.

''Why still use that bathrobe? Immediately change your clothes, later you catch a cold, replied Rendi again directing her gaze to the vast sky.

''Sir?'' said Daisha.

''We go inside ya.'' said Daisha by biting her lower lip.

''You go first, if sleepy go to sleep first. I still want to be here, replied Rendi.