
The next day, after breakfast Adista and Raka had packed together. Adista stuffed their clothes into the suitcase. Just like her husband said last night who invited Adista to move into their new home. Until now, the two are packing together.
"Our clothes, aren't we, Mas?" ask Adista.
Raka then nodded her head. "Yes, is there something in this unit you want to bring along? Later I can use delivery services only," asked Raka.
Adista looked around. Undeniably this apartment has a very valuable story for Adista. The place where he bonded with Raka, made an approach, until finally the flowers of love could grow in bloom. If you can be honest, everything in this unit is very valuable for Adista.
"Cock look so sad?" ask Raka.
"This unit is valuable to me. When we're married. Starting from the knock on the door in your room, we finally moved here. Now, when we're already here, we move again because of the arrival of the castor. Hopefully when later it is home, we do not move again yes, Mas," said Adista.
Raka then nodded her head. They had not been married for a year, but had to move several times. Raka also knows, moving life is tiring. Just like Adista, hopefully when in a new house later there is no drama moving house anymore. No more actors or players.
"Hopefully, honey. We do not live nomad yah, but can stay settled," replied Raka.
Adista looks more emotional. Because, Adista felt that her marriage bond with Raka developed a lot when they lived in this apartment. Several times Adista seemed to sigh and observe his surroundings.
To make his wife not so emotional then Raka said something. "Would you take our bed, what about Yang?" ask Raka.
Indeed Raka said that with her flat expression. However, Raka's question sounded funny. Until Adista laughed until he shook his head.
"You're too far-fetched, Mas" replied Adista.
"Yes, who knows. This bed is precious to us. The bed we both live in. One bed for the first time" answered Raka.
"Wrongly, the first Staycation in Lombok, the bed in the cottage that we live with dong," Adista replied.
Raka just laughed. It is true that said by Adista that the bed in Lombok used to be the bed they occupied for the first time.
"Don't you?" ask Adista.
"Yes, that's right. The beginning of Staycation With Boss" replied Raka.
Until finally it is near noon, then both of them finished packing. Raka then invites Adista to immediately head to their new home. Before leaving, Adista circulated his gaze around.
"This room I will miss. A place where I slowly fell in love with my own husband, working on every PR my husband gave me. Until finally, I'm scared that I'm losing her."
Raka immediately grabbed his wife from behind. Verily, Adista's words stirred Raka's heart. It's just, Raka sometimes can not string the words. So, the man chose to give a warm hug and hug for his wife. Because, to say the word sweet and heart-shaking, surely Raka can not.
"When we can come here again if you miss," said Raka.
"Not really okay. Where my husband is, there I will be, too" Adista replied.
After that, both of them left the unit. Step together with three suitcases. Just a few steps they take, the two cross paths again with Natasha.
"Where are you going?" ask Natasha.
"It's none of your business."
"I just came and wanted to take you to lunch together. Can't we eat together?"
Natasha feels bad. He comes and offers to have lunch together, but Raka refuses him outright. Natasha then glanced at Adista who was standing beside Raka must be Adista the main reason why Raka always rejected her. After that, Natasha observed the suitcases the two carried, then she asked again.
"Where are you carrying so many suitcases, Ka?" tanyakanya.
"I want to go where, none of your business," Raka replied.
After that, Raka looked at Adista who was standing beside her and said. "Come, Honey. We can't be late" he said.
"Yes, Mas .. if my husband doesn't move his foot how do I get ahead? I'll wait for you" Adista replied.
Raka smiled and nodded slowly. "Come, let's finish our journey. Last night was less, then again yeah."
"You are so naughty."
After that, Raka decided to avoid Natasha. Let the woman stay there. Raka was already at her decision to choose to leave.
"It's obvious how much he wants to chase you. It even offered lunch" Adista said as soon as they were already in the car.
"Leave it, honey. I'm not gonna let him. I'll refuse. Trust me well," replied Raka.
"I hope anyway, Mas Raka can always take care of the heart and take care of herself."
Raka knew what his wife was hoping for. After all, Raka also did not mess with her decision. He will try to maintain his second household.
Raka finally drove her car. The place they were going to was the housing where Raka's new house stood grandly. A house both hope to be the last destination for both and grow old together.
More than half an hour Raka was driving her car, now they arrived at their new home. The house that they had previously surveyed together, now the two will actually occupy it.
"Welcome to our home" Raka said, opening the door for Adista.
Now the house is really nice. The choice of furniture and room decoration carried is really beautiful. Adista was really amazed by her husband's house.
"Being really good. It's a lot different than it was when we came here" Adista said.
"This house will be the palace of us both. The most comfortable place for our children" Raka replied.
"False, Mas. I didn't dare to dream. Now I enjoy living together with you" Adista said.
What Adista said was also very honest. In the past, Adista lived in a very simple house. This made Adista dare not dream. Better to live by adjusting to the situation. However, when Raka comes into his life everything changes slowly. Adistas can enjoy a life that is far, far away, and much more decent.
"Together, My dear. It's my wedding present to you. The woman who will and always will be the queen in my heart" Raka said.
"Tumben said sweetly," Adista replied.
Raka smiled faintly, she then embraced Adista. "A little sweet is okay. The important thing is not much sugar so you do not have diabetes."
Adista smiled, she smacked her husband's chest. After that, Adista's hands wrapped around her husband's waist. It's funny that Raka talks sweet, but Adista appreciates when her husband tries to string sweet words for her.