
Somehow Aira was so comfortable when Isti touched her face, as if she felt something different from the middle-aged woman she met now.
"You're so pretty, son!" praise Isti to Aira.
"Thank you very much, Auntie!" answer it while smiling.
Then Martin told Prapto and Isti to join them at one table, "Om Prapto, Aunt Isti, come! Join us!" take Martin and offer them both to sit at a table. However, because Prapto did not want to disturb the romance of their dinner, he and his wife chose to sit in the next chair, while waiting for Mr. Hamid to come.
"Thank you son Martin, we'll wait for Mr. Hamid to come, we won't interrupt your dinner, oh yeah! Sorry about Lita coming to your office, yeah! Om understands, Om already knows everything from your Papa, Burhan has told Om everything that underlies you married to Aira, Lita still has not received your separation. I wish you could understand."
Martin nods at Prapto's words regarding Lita's unwillingness to accept Martin's marriage and Aira's marriage. Then Prapto decided to sit in another chair as they waited for the arrival of Mr. Hamid.
"Yes already! Excuse me, Mari!" pamit Prapto to the two, Aira nodded and smiled at the two, Prapto and Isti headed to their seats opposite the place where Martin and Aira were eating together, apparently the meeting with the newlyweds, making Isti not calm, he also occasionally looked at the face of Aira seriously, as if he saw the shadow of the face of Alesha little who always disturbed his mind.
"Astaghfiullah! Am I dreaming? Like I saw Alesha's figure on that girl? God, I don't know why I feel that?" batin Isti while continuing to look at the face of Martin's wife.
Prapto, who saw his wife watching Aira, asked Isti, "Ma! Papa notice, from earlier Mama saw his wife Martin only? What's up, Ma?" tanyanya while watching the face of Aira.
Isti was surprised and turned towards her husband, "Pa, pay attention! Did you know that Aira looks a lot like our daughter Alesha? From her eyes, her lips and Mama's most remembered smile is her, Pa! Exactly the smile of little Alesha who has dimples, how strange yes, Pa! They can look like that!" answer to the husband.
"Maybe it's a coincidence, Ma! Maybe Mama misses Alesha so much that she thinks of Alesha's face which happens to be similar to Aira." Prapto tried to keep his wife calm, until finally the person they were waiting for had come. Hamid and his son Tirta came to Prapto and Isti who were waiting for them.
Prapto welcomed their arrival with a friendly, familiar look, Mr. Hamid introduced his son who had just graduated from university in Cairo, Egypt. They sat together at a table. Accidentally Tirta sat facing the direction where Martin and Aira were having dinner, for a moment Tirta saw Aira sitting facing him, there was a faint smile on the young man when he saw Aira smiling at Martin.
"That girl is so beautiful!" inner Tirta continued to look at the face of Aira, inadvertently Tirta admired the figure of Aira who she thought was so graceful. However, it was a pity that Aira was with the men, and Aira looked so friendly with the men who were beside her. And it made Tirta suspect that the man was her husband.
While Aira and Martin look so happy, sometimes Martin feeds his wife food from her plate, Aira follows her husband's orders.
"Hmm ... Delicious anyway, Mas! But ... really bad, huuuu!" Aira did not seem to like the sensation of spicy taste, she quickly took the water to drink so that the spicy taste in her mouth could be reduced.
"It's spicy? It's just spicy pepper, honey! Not really care-pedes really, hmm delicious really." said Martin while putting a spoon of food into his mouth.
"From childhood I don't like spicy, Mom! I like sweet food." Aira said as she placed her drink glass on the table.
"Hmm pantesan, that's why you look so sweet, it turns out that's the secret, everything you have does taste very sweet, from the tip of the hair to the tip of the foot is all so sweet." apparently the praise of the successful husband made Aira blush embarrassed. The girl seemed to stare at her smile and looked so embarrassed as Martin looked at her with a mischievous look.
"What the hell are you, Mom! Don't be weird, you know what that feels like? " he said as he rolled the fried noodles on his plate with a fork.
"Yes know dong! That makes me even more excited to make you happy, because I'm definitely the luckiest guy who deserves to feel everything in you, including the sweet taste of your beautiful lips." how Aira did not misbehave, what a deadly seduction her husband made her unable to say anything, He only endured her shame, her face looks so red, so red, especially when Martin says, if he wants himself so much.
"Hey .. apparently my wife is shy of him, hmm tell me why you can make me can't forget it, I'd love to repeat it." said Martin while holding one hand Aira.
"Alhamdulillah if you like what I have given you, it is a pride for me, Mommy! Making you happy and smiling is a reward for me, may God build a house in HIS Jannah, in the way I obey my own husband help Me to reach HIS Heaven, Mommy! Of course I want the two of us to be reunited in the afterlife." Aira said like a morning dew dripping so coldly in Martin's heart.
"Aamijin! Inshallah we must be reunited in His Jannah, I will not waste a wife of shalihah like you, you keep my way to reach His heaven, thank you for being able to accept my shortcomings and advantages." said Martin while kissing the wife's forehead gently.
"We'll always be together, Mom! Whatever happens I will never leave you!"
Apparently the intimacy of the two of them made a man's eyes focus on both, the man regretted that Aira was married.
"They are both very friendly, hmm dear a thousand dear." Inner Tirta.
...SERIATE...