Senior Junior Love Romance
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"Honey, there's more I want to talk about" Rendra said as they ate a dessert of mango pudding with ice cream on it.
"What, Mas?" Dita looked at her husband.
"Darling, how many children do we want?"
"Why did I ask that?"
"And said Dr. Lita, we'd better plan for the next pregnancy."
"Two or three, or God's equal."
"What if we make a basketball team?" asked Rendra while raising her eyebrows.
"Five?" Dita widened her eyes.
"Yes," Rendra nodded steadily.
"Yes, if you are entrusted with Allah, then there is nothing. May we lead them to be godly and godly."
"Aamiinu. Insha'allah. Continue for the second child later, darling, want to postpone pregnancy as the doctor Lita suggested or not?" Rendra looked into his wife's eyes.
"According to Mas, how good is it?"
"If I was up to you, honey. I'm not the one who's pregnant. I'm ready if asked at any time to impregnate" seloroh Rendra.
"Mas, uh, just talking seriously and joking." Dita patted Rendra's arm in annoyance.
"Loh, I'm serious, honey. When do you want to get pregnant again, we'll process Gassslah."
Dita rolled her eyeballs. "Don't be, Mom, don't talk about it anymore if you keep joking."
Rendra giggled at his annoyed wife. It felt so anxious that every one managed to make his soulmate feel upset.
"Don't take it, dear." Rendra stroked Dita's cheeks. "I'm sorry. Okay, we're serious now."
"I've been wondering to some experienced acquaintances, it's good to postpone 1.5 to 2 years. But if it turns out before it's pregnant it's nothing, just have to be more careful."
"Well, honey, I'm pregnant. Honey, I'm in college too. Are you ready to get pregnant again soon? Or want to postpone until the end of college? Or how?" Rendra held his wife's hand.
Dita took a long breath. "I want to finish college first, Mas. But, I also do not want to delay pregnancy using contraceptives. I was scared because there were all side effects. I don't want to wear it, do I?"
"Hmmm, it doesn't taste good, honey. That's enough, don't want me anymore." Rendra shuddered.
"How did it go, Mas? We delay using natural methods as usual?"
"Yes, how else. We both do not want to use contraception. But want to postpone pregnancy wear anything, if God wants to give us trust again, baby, ready right?"
Dita nodded. "God willing, Mas. The time of provision is denied. If God gives us trust again, God knows that we are capable. All contraceptives cannot guarantee 100% success."
Rendra smiled, then stroked Dita's head lovingly. "I love more, my wife is growing up thinking." Rendra peeped at his wife's forehead.
"Honey, let us pray together given the best by God. Only God knows what is best for both of us. Not necessarily in our opinion good, according to God also good. It could also be that we think is not good, it is good according to God."
"Yes, Mum."
"Darling," called Rendra shortly afterwards.
"What, Mas?"
"When I graduate from college, honey, do you want me to work in an office or freelance just plain rich? Our needs will increase if we have children. I can't possibly just rely on the earnings from the cafe."
"Mas, would you like to work rich Mas Adi? Seriously, Mas?"
"I'll ask, honey. How do I do it?"
"Whatever, Mas, anyway. I'd definitely support working anywhere and anything. What matters is halal and blessings."
"It must be halal, honey. I may have provided my wife and children with illicit property. Should I apply for a job at Mas Adi's place? Will get regular income every month plus overtime too."
Dita smile. "Related, Mom?"
"Why, Honey?" Rendra.
"I'm sorry, Mas. I didn't mean anything. But since I know Mas, Mas work independently never under the orders of superiors. In fact, Mas became a superior who can set the rhythm of his own work. The power is not suitable for the rich work of Mas Adi."
"Not wrong, my dear. I used to work in High School as a coffee barista for a year. Only then did I open a cafe. Because I was at work, I was also looking for knowledge on how to manage a cafe."
"Oh, I never told you." Tita pouting.
"I'm telling you now, baby. But it's true what my dear said. My soul wants to be free, not bound by time. Especially if you often overtime rich Mas Adi, when we have time together right, dear."
"Part of yes, Mas's income from the same cafe Mas Adi is also greater Mas now."
"The hell, honey."
"Don't pretend you don't know, Mas" Dita said. "I'll know how much the cafe turnover per month. What is the salary per month and the benefits. Not yet added the same income from freelance."
Rendra laughs. It's true Dita knows everything, because now his wife is in control of all his finances.
"Why don't you just open your own office or company?" dita's proposal enthusiastically.
"Well, that's what I've been waiting for." Rendra smiled broadly.
"I mean, Mas?"
"I do have the intention of making my own property company with Mas Adi. When the day of chatting with Mas Adi, he also said he did not want to work there forever. Hence Mas Adi also learned how to be able to tender the project."
"I'm the same Mas Adi is part of civil and field engineering, well unfortunately later part of the architect. If the work in the company itself is not so time bound. If we have children later, honey can stay with the children even though working."
"So, I was just fishing. It turns out that Mas already has his own plan with Mas Adi." Dita pursed her lips.
"I'm sorry, honey. Because I want to know how you think I work in an office, honey." Rendra grabbed Dita's hand and kissed her as an apology.
"You're going to forgive your husband?" Rendra looked into his wife's eyes.
Dita nodded.
"Thank you, dear." Rendra smiled, kissed Dita's forehead, then hugged the woman who had managed to steal her heart.
"Darling, it is what understands me the most. Thank you for understanding and accepting this lacking me. Forgive your husband who can't always make you happy, dear." Rendra stroked Dita's head, then kissed her.
"Mas, what the hell is that talking? Don't over-praise me. It is the one who always makes me happy. With Mas, I can get and do what I always wanted. I should be the one to thank. By being Mas's wife, I feel so loved and cherished and pampered." Dita tightened her embrace on Rendra.
Rendra again kissed Dita's head. "It's my duty, dear." He unraveled his embrace, looking at his loving wife. Slowly he brought his face closer, touching his lips to the sweet lips of his wife. Gently and softly, he kissed Dita's lips. Before long, because he realized where they were.
"I love you, baby."
"I love you more, Mas."
They then embraced back.
"We're going home now?" rendra asked after breaking their embrace.
Dita nodded.
Rendra stood up, then extended his hand. Dita welcomed her husband's hand, then stood up. Rendra clasped Dita's hand tightly. They went out of the room to pay the bills before going home.
Rendra did not take off his hands until they were next to the car. After unlocking the car, he opened the door for Dita.
"Thank you, Mom."
"Together, my dear." Rendra rushed into the car after opening the driver's door. He put his seatbelt back on, before putting his own seatbelt on.
"Mas, what are you doing?" tanya Time saw her husband pick something up in the passenger seat behind them.
"Take this, dear. This is for you, My Love" replied Rendra as she handed Dita a bouquet of flowers.
Rendra was surprised by Dita's kiss, but she became very happy. He then started driving forward while continuing to smile broadly.
"Mas, what day are we celebrating today? Am I forgetful?" ask Dita when the car has driven away from the restaurant.
"Nothing, dear," replied Rendra.
"Continue, this?" He held up the bouquet of flowers he had received.
"I want to love again. There doesn't have to be a celebration, does it want flowers?"
"Oh, I guess I forgot what we were celebrating."
Rendra smile. "That's just one of my thanks for everything you've given me, honey."
"How many times have you said thank you to me today." Dita giggles herself.
"I don't think it's ever enough I say thank you."
"Don't be lebai, Mas."
Rendra laughs. "I'm not more than you, honey. I seriously. I am so grateful that God has brought us together and betrothed us."
"Me too, Mom. We never planned to get married young. But it was delicious too. All are merits without fear of sin."
"Yes, honey." Rendra grabbed Dita's right hand with his left hand, grasped and then kissed the back of his wife's hand. He then carried it to his chest.
"Thank you for being present in my life. Thank you for accepting me to be your husband. Thank you for accepting all my shortcomings. Thank you for understanding me. I want to be the mother of my son. Thanks for everything. Honey, it's the most beautiful gift from God I've ever had." Rendra again kissed Dita's back.
Unexpectedly, Dita was sobbing after hearing her husband's words. Rendra who saw Dita crying became panicked. He saw the state of the streets around them, after feeling safe, he pulled the car over, then turned off the engine.
"Darling, why are you crying? I was wrong, right?" rendra asked as she wiped the tears that flowed from the corner of his wife's eyes.
Dita shaking. "I'm moved. I also remembered Akhtar, Mas."
Rendra removed her seatbelt to make her move more freely. He approached Dita and hugged her.
"Sorry dear, it made you cry and remember Akhtar. We will pray for Akhtar. Tomorrow we look at Akhtar and papa yes," said Rendra while stroking his wife's back, trying to calm down.
Dita nodded while crying in her husband's arms. "Yes, Mum."
Rendra hugged his wife until Dita calmed down. Over and over again he kissed the head of his soulmate, giving it tranquility and protection.
After Dita did not sob anymore, Rendra broke her embrace. He smiled as he wiped away the remaining tears in the corner of his wife's eyes or cheeks.
"Would we go home or hang out?" tawar Rendra's.
"Whatever, Mom."
"We hang out for a while at Zero Kilometer Point huh. While enjoying the singing of the street buskers."
"Yes, Mum."
"We'll be there soon. Honey, don't bring a jacket."
"And there is Mas who can hug if I am cold," said Dita while blushing embarrassed.
"Ahhhh, so dear wants to be hugged. Okay, ready, we're going there." Rendra restrained his seat belt and drove the car to Zero Kilometer Point.
Zero Kilometer Point Jogja is the meeting of Road A. Yani, Jalan KH Ahmad Dahlan, Jalan Panembahan Senopati, and the road to North Square or Keraton. This point is in the center of Jogja city and is the pulse of Jogja city.
Aside from being the center of the city there are myths tucked away there. The myth is Zero Point Kilometer is an imaginary axis line (an imaginary perpendicular line) that connects between the coast of the South Sea (Parangkusumo Beach), Keraton to Mount Merapi in a straight line.
After parking the car in front of the BI office (Bank Indonesia), Rendra took Dita, invited him to cross to the front of the General Serangan Monument on March 1. The area is always crowded every night. Besides there are often cultural attractions or artists, many street vendors there. Visitors are also spoiled with various interesting spots to take photos. There are also plenty of benches for visitors.
Rendra invites Dita to find an empty bench. After getting a bench, they sat down. Rendra embraces Dita so that his wife does not get cold. Dita, leaning her head on Rendra's shoulder.
"Where do you like it, honey?"
"Like, it's fun to hang out here too."
They enjoyed the night while looking at the vehicles and people passing by around them. Not long after there was a group of street buskers coming to them.
"In a moment, dear." Rendra took off her embrace. He got up and whispered to one of the buskers, giving him a piece of fifty thousand banknotes. I don't know what they're talking about, Dita doesn't know. It seems that after reaching an agreement, Rendra again sat down beside his wife, and re-embraced her heart.
Before long the music was playing, and began to sing the song that Rendra asked for.
...Look at your laughter, hear your humming...
...It is clearly visible in my eyes your beautiful colors...
...Looking at your steps, lamenting your life story...
...It is clear that your heart is the most beautiful gift I have ever had...
...Your nature always assuages my ambitions...
...The edge of my khilaf from a withered flower...
...When you're by my side, back to the cheerful world...
...Affirm that you're the most beautiful gift I've ever had...
...Gently caress your fingers, coolly look at your face...
...Warmly embrace your promise, oh...
...Gently caress your fingers, coolly look at your face...
...Warmly embrace your promise...
...The most beautiful gift I ever had...
...(.(.Sheila on 7 - The Most Beautiful Award I Have Ever Had)...
Dita smiled broadly at her husband. "Thank you, Mum. I love you."
"I love you more, My Love."
...--- FINISHED ---...
Jogja, 220521 13.45 years
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