Please Change my Destiny!
A Different Situation

Long before the warm night that happened at Rima's residence.

There, in a room that has decorated the flowers so beautifully even though still suddenly.

Diandra had been sitting on the bridal bed, looking straight at the door. He had been in this room waiting for the presence of the prince of hearts.

His mind flashed back to Ijab Qabul.

Whether intentionally or not, Reno actually mentioned Rima's name and not her name.

“What did you mean by Rima's name?”

The phrase *was that he heard from his older brother while congratulating him on the interview.

“Sorry earlier had seen Rima so he remembered her,” Answer her husband lied.

It was a lie, because Rima was accompanying Diandra until they came out during the marriage contract procession

been finished. So he said that seeing Rima is not true. Unless he has a penetrating knowledge of passing through curtains or even walls that hide the figure of Rima.

Or he saw Rima in his delusion.

Diandra knew that Reno's answer was to find safety, not wanting to make others prejudiced about him given that both pairs of their parents were still near them.

It had been almost an hour for the girl to be alone, until what she was waiting for now had appeared from behind the door.

There is no more interaction than both.

Diandra hoped, Reno would first talk to her. But baby, not even to look at him.

Reno kept her head down. Go into the bathroom and lie quietly against his wife, whose wedding dress is still attached to his body.

Until Andra tries to brave herself, “Kak, can you help pull the zipper on my dress? My hand is not there,”

Hope Reno is charmed and seduced while looking at her back.

“Hem,” Reno got back up from her bed walking closer to Andra who had turned her back and

following her words, pulled the zipper of her dress down and then returned to her bed.

That only?

No scenes hugging from behind?

No scenes stroking his back?

Don't tell me there's no bridal night!

Don't tell me there's no first night!

And don't tell me you don't love me!

Ah, I don't know why else would be able to strengthen the girl.

“Kak,” Andra can only look at his back.

“Hem.”

That only?

Is he out of words?

Andra strengthened her steps into the bathroom to clean herself up. Awareness is born and inner.

There was so much weird on her wedding day.

After changing her clothes in sleeping pajamas, she went to lie behind her husband.

“Kak.”

There's no reply, maybe Reno's asleep. She raised her hand, grabbed her husband's body,

holding shoulders. If he was lucky, he would hug the body from behind.

“Sleep! You must be tired?” The sentence was heard when her hand was able to reach her husband's shoulder.

It means he's out of luck tonight, because he can't hug that body.

...****************...

Dawn caving, his high rays on the eastern horizon shifted the pitch of the night.

Rubbing the eyes to clean the view that had been blurred, followed by a stretched hand to expel pain.

A look swept across the space. Dihyan who fell asleep at his side, then looked towards there where the baby box contained the same sound baby Azka.

His eyes stopped looking at the nightstand next to the bed. His eyes were rounded at once unable to believe what was there.

The leftover cotton swabs cleaned his face last night scattered there. But that's too much to clean one face. Not only used cotton, bakhan complete with plastic wrapping that he just bought a few days ago.

Rima moved closer to it to make sure, afraid if his vision was wrong catch. But true, the white mark lying there is his cotton-cotton.

I don't know why there's now a sense of resentment because of the help from Dihyan last night.

Plaque.

"You finished my cotton?"

he said with a little bit of high intonation after his palm landed on the husband's shoulder.

"Gee!" obviously Dihyan was surprised, Rima's energy could not be made to play. A little look at the face of the wife.

"You finished my cotton?"

Rima asked back just to be sure.

"You're the one wearing it." That answer only sounded like a murmur, as Dihyan again hid the face behind his pillow.

Rima only snorted, his body returning closer towards the nightstand. Anger surged back up as he got his empty face-cleaning bottle also lying there.

" My Micellar water too?"

Plaque.

He lifted his palms again, this time the target was the man's butt.

Sure enough, Dihyan again gasped again grimacingly feeling the heat over there.

The man turned back to look at the wife's face which looked reddened with anger, but the man looked a little indifferent.

Still sleepy but continue to be disturbed, annoyed too long. Though he felt nothing wrong, anyway use it to remove putty that is on Rima's face.

Dihyan was still trying to force his sleep when he heard the sound of Rima's nagging coupled with the sound of the footsteps away from the bed to get into the bathroom.

Smiling, at least his wife returned to her normal state.

The deafening sound of a cell phone beat the clattering of water from inside the bathroom, making Dihyan wake up with great constancy.

Still lazy to move, but afraid If the sound woke Azka, so he had to drag his body on the bed even with his eyes closed.

Dihyan was silent as he listened to papa's voice.

It was not the owner of the voice that made him unflattered, but the command of the father that felt hard for him to fulfill.

Rima, who had just come out of the bathroom, looked in wonder at the husband who was silent with a cell phone in hand. The man had been leaning on the head of the bed, his hands slowly moving away the phone from his ear.

" Why?" curious also finally Rima floated a question, ready to wait for Answers while stepping into the dressing room.

Dihyan chose silence, males also felt he had to talk

"Father tell us to go back home, have a family gathering. The distant brother is still there."

"Said last night we were looking for everything."

He said softly as he got the shadow of Rima who had come out of the dressing room.

And the reason their children who want to rest first is well received by the family.

But today, what more reason would they use not to go there?

Heavy if you have to go to your house at a time like this?

Not unwilling, but reluctant to meet that one person. The man who just arrived yesterday is in his family.

The couple was equally silent.

They had just made up, but had to be reunited with the man.

If possible, Dihyan would like to remain silent with his small family for the next few days.

Don't want to meet anyone who's going back to being a thorn in their household.