ROMANCE DOWN BED
Dinner

Martin said goodbye to Asri and Burhan, both of them smiling to see Martin who was so proud to bring his wife, and, He seemed to hold the friendly hand of Aira who at that time wore a long maroon colored robe in line with the color of her hijab, making Aira's skin look more radiant.

"You go first, Pa, Ma!" pamit Martin while holding Aira approached Asri and Burhan who were sitting casually in the middle room.

"Subhanallah! You two look so harmonious, Mama is happy to see the appearance of the two of you, like a king and queen. Right, Pa!" praise Asri to the newlyweds. Martin and Aira smiled at each other, there was a ray of happiness on their eyeballs.

"Your mother's right! We're so happy to see you guys get along like this, of course we really hope you both give us grandchildren as soon as possible, you see for yourself, right! We were both very lonely." said Burhan who made Aira smile embarrassedly, While Martin was seen sumringah heard the request of his parents.

"Papa and Mama do not need to worry, we are working on it every night, may God immediately blow the spirit of the fetus in the womb of Aira, so that Mama and Papa are not lonely anymore." Martin was so proud to say that to his parents. Asri, Burhan and Aira agree to Martin's prayer.

"Aamijin! Of course we both will always pray for the happiness of both of you."

"Thank you, Ma, Pa, Aira is so grateful to have such a wonderful family as you, a husband who loved Aira so much, Mama and Papa who always loved Aira like your own biological daughter, Aira wanted nothing more, other than the affection of this family. All of you are replacements for Aira's dead parents, may they be placed in Allah's Paradise, and forgiven for all her sins." said the beautiful-looking girl.

Martin hugged his wife and tried to calm himself down, then he immediately invited Aira to leave, so that the wife does not look sad because she remembered her late parents who died due to a fire tragedy in their home when Aira was 7 years old.

"All right! Let's go, I don't want to see sadness on my wife's face, tonight I'm gonna make you smile!"

Aira nodded her head and followed her husband's orders, before they left, kissing Asri and Burhan's hands.

"Assalamualaikum" said the two before they got into the car.

"Waalaikum hail! Be careful Martin, do not speed if driving." replied Asri.

"Yes, Ma!"

Finally the luxury car came out of the gate of the Nugroho family home, Martin was seen showing his happy face, because tonight he wants to make his wife happy by inviting him to dinner at a five-star hotel called Marion hotel.

After half an hour, Martin finally reached the parking lot of the five-star hotel, then he parked his car next to a black Mercedes car owned by a wealthy businessman, namely Prapto Suherman.

For a moment Martin recognized the car parked next to his car. The car was commonly used by Prapto Suherman, Burhan's business partner who had the most services in the progress of the Nugroho family business, which was none other than the father of Lita, his former lover.

"Isn't this Om Prapto's car? Is Om Prapto in this place? If yes...what do you think Lita has told her parents if our relationship has broken up? Hmm hopefully they can accept it and not be surprised to see my wife" Martin muttered as he watched the luxury Mercedes.

"Why are you, Mas? What's with the car?" asked Aira who felt strange with her husband. Martin was surprised and tried to smile to hide his worries.

"No! I'm fine, let's go in!" take her while reaching for Aira's hand and bring her to enter the luxury hotel.

The waiter came to give the two a menu list, after Martin and Aira had ordered the food, the waiter went to prepare their order.

"How! Do you like this place?" martin asked as he looked at his wife's face in the light that illuminated her beautiful face. Aira nodded happily, this evening Martin treated her very special, this as a form of gratitude for his self-awareness, if Aira was a woman who had been created to accompany his life.

"Why are you looking at me like that, Mom!"

"Why indeed? Should I not look at my wife's face, I will not get tired of looking at this shady and soothing face, and surely your face makes me always want to be with you, especially when I look at you smiling, really sweet beyond the sweetness of honey." Hearing her husband's deathly appeal, Aira laughed a little, She really blushed in shame.

Until finally the romance of the two of them was surprised by the arrival of someone who called the name Martin.

"Martin! It's good to see you here!"

Martin turned his head towards the source of the voice, it turned out that it was Prapto and his wife, Isti Pratiwi. Martin stood up and greeted Prapto and Isti.

"Om Prapto, Aunt Isti! Sorry I don't know if you two are here!" Martin said as he shook hands with Prapto. Isti smiled at Martin.

"Yes! My wife and I were waiting for a friend to come, and we happened to meet here" Prapto replied. Then Martin ventured to introduce the wife to his former future father-in-law.

"Om Prapto, Aunt Isti, meet this Aira, my wife!" martin said with a proud smile to introduce his wife to his boss.

"Assalamualaikum Om, Auntie! I am Aira Arandhita, Mas Martin's wife." exclaimed the girl while kissing the hands of Prapto and Isti. For a moment Isti felt something as Aira kissed her hand, Like there was a strange vibration propagating on the heart of an Isti.

"Why do I feel so close to this girl?" muttered Isti while watching Aira's face that reminded her of someone.

"Oh my God, Robbi! The face of this girl reminded me of Alesha, her lips and eyes were very similar, as if I saw Alesha my son standing in front of me, Masyay Allah!" once again Isti really did not understand, how could he feel such a thing when he met Aira.

"Aante! Auntie!" aira's voice surprised Isti who was astonished, He immediately realized and smiled at Aira.

"Waalaikum hail, yes! It's good to see you, Aira! You are beautiful." praise Isti while rubbing Aira's cheek.

"Deg!"

"MasyaAllah, this touch of hand .." Inner Aira while looking deeply at Isti's face.

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