
The fierce quarrel between Luis and Oma Dena became a scar that stuck in Luis' heart. How not? Ever since both of his parents died, Luis was like a replacement toy for the old woman.
All this time Luis just kept quiet and obeyed every word and desire of the old woman. Without arguing or fighting back. Unfortunately, the sacrifice Luis made seemed worthless in the woman's eyes. He always asks for more and more. Until finally Luis went into saturation point.
If asked, whether he loves her or not, Luis will answer that he loves her very much. However, the rules made by oma Dena can sometimes be said to be unreasonable.
Oma Dena is so selfish when she wants something. All must be according to his will, without exception a soul mate for Luis. Everything must fit the criteria.
However, this time, Luis refused to budge. This man will still marry his lover, the girl of his choice, no matter what. Although later, Oma Dena was not present, Luis did not care. For he has established his heart to marry the woman of his choice.
At night, Luis calls his girlfriend again. Like he promised that night. After arriving in Batam, he did promise to contact Vita.
Not wanting to waste free time, Luis took his phone and contacted the woman.
"Assalamu'alaikum, the night of my prospective summons!" greet Vita with a happy smile.
"Night, too, the mother-to-be of my children. How are you ready tomorrow to be Luis's wife, heem?" joking this handsome guy.
"God willing, how are you? Are you ready to lead me to the way of God, hemm! The father-to-be of my children?" vita reply was no less excited.
"Ready dong, Honey. This is my dream. Our dreams, I love you, Mom. Very," Luis replied half in a whisper.
"I love you too, Dad. I miss!" reply Vita no less spoiled.
In each other's places, they developed smiles at each other. Feels happy. The day they finally arrived.
Yes, tomorrow is their wedding day. Ijab qobul will be held in Batam as agreed. Even today, Luis and some of his family have been in one of the most luxurious hotels there. At the venue will be held the ijab qobul event.
"Udah, bobo there, tomorrow must be up early. You have to do it" Luis warned.
"Five more minutes," pinta Vita spoiled, as usual. Luis only smiled hearing that adorable request. Vita can always make her heart flowery. That's why Luis was willing to do anything for the girl. Because Vita can understand her. Vita can always make her smile.
Vice versa. Vita has strengthened her heart. So he tried hard to put Luis in his heart. Vita believes Luis' kindness will surely melt his heart. Luis' kindness will surely be able to embrace his love.
"Tomorrow don't forget to take vitamins, Dad. I don't want you to get tired and sick" Vita said. Because he knew that on the eve of their wedding day, Luis was still going back and forth.
"Yes, honey, yes. Oh, my God, now it's exactly Oma. Luis don't forget this, Luis don't forget that. Drink this, drink that. You guys are amazing anyway. All right I'll do it, honey. Just do it anyway" Luis replied with a jest. His crisp laugh came back when Vita kissed him.
"Emm muah, let it be more submissive," added this ayu girl.
"Thank you, you also don't forget to take vitamins, Mom. Let's just say it right away," Luis replied starting to drool.
"Heemm, start. Basic man ... his mind is nothing else, always just that," grumbled Vita a little annoyed.
"Reg, Han. It will be halal. So just hit the gas, ogah ngerem me. You want it to be mine, after the contract. There is no rejection anyway" Luis threatened. Across the street, Vita laughed. Funny enough, a Luis could have vulgar conversations like this.
"Yes, Daddy baby. Anyway done, all yours. You can do anything. Satisfied," replied Vita. This time Luis laughed. Because that was the answer he wanted.
Five minutes of time Vita requested. It turns into midnight. There are only topics that can liven up the atmosphere. In fact, Vita and Luis were very happy with the unfortunate chat that was created between them.
***
It's not just Luis who has made it clear to stay married to Vita, no matter what. There was Lutfi who was preparing to realize what he had planned in advance. This time, Lutfi did not want to fail.
The time that Lutfi was waiting for, akhinya came as well. Lydia and Zein have left her house, now she and the handsome, expensive woman in the house. While Naya plays on the carpet that Safira has provided.
"What's wrong with you, Fi? How come we got to that cake?" tanya Safira lugu. It seemed like he was unaware of what was currently on the man's mind.
"Tonight I want us to do it" said Lutfi, refusing to talk romantic. The romantic experiences he had made, in fact, failed. None of it worked.
"Do what?" Safira's confused.
"Do that." Lutfi refused to see Safira. Because he was actually nervous. How to invite and wife to perform worship as a couple, according to him strange.
"Do what the hell, weird. You don't know that much now, Fi. A little friendly, a little cranky, a minute want this, a minute want that, weird!" Safira was getting upset. Because Lutfi is not clear according to him.
"What's not clear is you, Ra. I know you love me too. Why do you always sell expensive to me. I'm tired of Ra being sold to mahalin," replied Lutfi ketus.
I want Safira to laugh. Lutfi is adorable if desperate.
"Currently, I'm not a big deal, Fi. I was not ready yet" Safira replied, again this woman wanted to laugh.
"When are you ready? There are always a lot of reasons." This time, Lutfi was really upset. He laid his body on the carpet where Naya and Sapphira were playing. Lying right behind Sapphira. Use your hands as a pillow.
"What are you doing, Fi? Where is the Lutfi I know. Who always patiently wait. Who always says yes, Ra?" safira asked while looking at her husband.
"You are late, Ra." Lutfi immediately raised his head and spread his head on the lap of the wife.
"It's only seven days of old cooking anyway" replied Safira of origin.
"Seven days, why seven days? What happened to seven days?" Lutfi raised his head again and looked at the wife.
"Yes seven days. Women come in seven days. Be patient, Fi. Patience!" answer Safira honestly.
Lutfi smiled shyly. He then buried his face in his wife's lap. For now he knew the rejection of Sapphira. It's not that he doesn't want to manifest the love they feel. But there is something else he has to take care of.
Really, the moment of contention this time felt very pleasant for Lutfi. Because indirectly, Sapphira has accepted it. Accepting love. The proof is that the woman is open in her own way. Lutfi is happy.
Seriate....