Still In Love's
EP. 88. The Post Wedding Blues

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Blue returned to the room after spending about two hours in Papa's room. The middle-aged man gave Blue some advice on marriage so that his son would know how to be a good husband.

“Ji, are you inside?” Blue knocked on the bathroom door when he did not find an orange on the bed.

Because there is no authorization, Blue then opened the bathroom door that turned out to be unlocked. However, he still did not find his wife in there.

“Ji, where are you?” Blue screams of confusion as well as panic. He then returned his gaze to the entire corner of the room. Now his eyes were fixed on the shelf of the closet, then hesitantly he went into his secret room.

Blue breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Orange was asleep on a folding mattress with a book left to cover his face.

“Why do you sleep like gini?” Blue picked up the book that covered Orange's face by moving it carefully so as not to wake her.

Noticed by the face of sleep Orange stickiness, Blue forehead shriveled when he realized the face of his wife who looked damp with the remnants of tears that had dried up in the corner of his eyes and cheeks.

“Ji, you cry?” Blue outstretched hand stroked the soft face of the veil.

The orange is crying. His suddenly chaotic feelings made him cry.

As she wondered to herself whether she regretted it or not for being married to Blue, the answer was no.

Blue is the man she loves very much. But for some reason, Orange felt sad about the sudden change in his condition drastically.

Suddenly had to be away from parents, lost freedom with friends, and new responsibilities as a wife who could not make him free to do whatever he wanted, as he wanted, all of this makes her feelings even more unsettled.

The orange feels burdened, stressed, frustrated, constrained, lost, restless, and sad all at once.

Orange confused why his feelings suddenly become melancholy like this, when before he knew and realized very well this is the consequences that must be faced and run after marriage. In the end, all she could do was cry. At least it could make him a little calmer.

Slowly, Blue laid himself beside the Orange, and he carefully slipped his hand under the nape of his wife, grabbed her, and carried her into his arms.

After a while, Blue felt Orange begin to wriggle in his arms, the girl slowly opened her eyes and then raised her face until her gaze met with Blue.

“Kak. . .” He shrieked with a heavy and hoarse voice typical of people waking up.

While Blue did not immediately acknowledge him, for a moment he was silent looking into his orange eyes with a faint smile on his back from both corners of his lips.

“Why sleep here?” Blue asked gently while getting rid of the strands of the child's hair that slightly irritated the face of Orange.

“So I read a book, keep sleeping.” Sahut Orange.

“Read a book or cry?” Blue stroked the soft face of Orange. “Hem?” Ask again because the orange is still silent.

“Read.” Replied Orange, then put his face on the chest of the Blue field to avoid eye contact with the man.

“You said we should share.” Blue grabbed the orange face to look back at him. “Why you?”

“I'm okay.” Elak Orange.

“Did you cry because I mean you came home today?” Orange shook his head slowly.

“I don't know.” Saying Orange finally with a heavy voice along with his eyes that began to glaze over.

“Hey, why cry?” Blue wiped the tears that began to wet the orange cheeks.

“I don't know why suddenly so sad like gini.” Continue orange with tears that increasingly splashed wet his face.

Seeing the orange that was now crying sob, then Blue grabbed the body of Orange and brought it back into his arms. “Or are you sad because you married me?”

Jingga looks up to meet her views with Blue “I don't know.”

“I'm sorry if I was wrong.” Say Blue while gently rubbing the face of Orange.

Orange shook his head, then immediately expressed what he felt to Blue.

Instead of continuing to grimly harbour his feelings and end up making Blue uncomfortable, Orange thinks he should be honest about what he feels, because anyone knows, he said, Blue can help him find the right way to make him feel happy and enthusiastic about their marriage.

Blue sighed softly after hearing the orange speech. As much as possible he tried to understand and understand his feelings, it seems his wife experienced post-marriage syndrome. Then all he has to do is try to strengthen it and immediately overcome it so that his wife's post-wedding blues condition does not drag on.

“Before we already have a plan and a goal that we will achieve together, right?” Blue tries to distract the orange mind. The girl simply nodded on the sidelines of her sobbing that had not stopped.

“We will build a house, have many children, learn to be good parents, live happily together in our own way, and much more. You wink, don't you, we ever planned that?” Continue Blue while gently stroking his wife's head.

“I'm sorry.” Orange said again to drown his face in the Blue Deck.

“No, don't apologize. I'm the one who apologized for making you have to experience this. And I also thank you for sacrificing your comfortable life to live with me.” Blue rubbed the orange's back, letting the girl finish her crying.

“I love you, Brother.”

Blue smiled, then raised his head orange and wiped away the tears on his cheeks that had started to recede. It seemed that the girl had calmed down even more after expressing her feelings.

“And you should know, I always love you more. So, now let's focus on our plans and goals.”

“Sorry, I dyed it.” Sesal Orange.

Orange must remember and realize that marriage is not the beginning of restraint, but the beginning of a new journey with Blue to be willing to be together in hard or happy. Not just a party, ****, or just one roof.

He and Blue already have a plan and a purpose, he must not just forget about it. Orange must throw away all the feelings that make it sad for no reason.

“I said don't apologize.” Blue snorted while gently stroking his orange cheeks and continued to stare at him without blinking, until a moment later the man brought his face closer, then buried his lips on his orange lips.

As always, Blue always does so with gentleness. Orange Eyes closed, letting Blue explore his oral cavity. Her hands, which were silent in front of her chest, slowly began to clutch firmly at the t-shirt her husband was wearing.

“Eungh, Sister. . .” Orange moaned when one hand Blue infiltrated into his dress and began to gently caress the skin of his back, he did not realize the man had managed to lower the zipper dress he was wearing.

Blue released the link of their lips when it was felt the oxygen supply around them began to thin. For a moment they stared at each other with the roar of hunting breaths.

Blue hands that are still stroking the back of Orange, now move down to give a soft sweep on his waist to make the girl's body suddenly agitated.

Orange again moaned when Blue's hand again infiltrated into the dress, stroking the thigh, and continued to creep up to look for something behind the thin cloth there.

“Kak–” Orange holds Blue hand which is at the base of her thigh. “Cannot.”

Instantly it made the look of Blue's face turn lethargic. However, it did not last long as the man remembered the things he could still do.

“Ish, I said no.” yet Orange protest when Blue even lowered the dress's arms to the chest.

“If kissing is still possible, right?” Blue gently kisses the open orange shoulder, then rises to the neck, up to the girl's jaw.

“Tap–”

“Bby, right?” Sambar Blue while pulling away to reach his view with Orange.

Biting his lower lip, Orange then nodded weakly. His breath hunted a little because it held the heat that began to spread inside him because of the touch that Blue gave.

Blue smiled to see the response of Orange, his hand then re-groped the back, looking for a lingerie hook there until it managed to escape. The man then changed the position of the orange sleep that was originally tilted to the back.

As always, Orange will always be a submissive to the dominant Blue. He was ready, but enjoying.

The orange began to moan stifledly with a strong hand squeezing Blue hair as the man began to play around on top of his chest.

“K-sister. .” Orange sighed as she closed her eyes as Blue began to sip one of the tops of her breasts, playing her sense of taste there sensually.

However, when Blue was busy sipping and gently massaging the chest of Orange, suddenly there was a shrill voice Mama calling out her second name behind the closet shelf.

“Blue, Orange, you guys inside? Sorry mama entered your room, the door was open.” Shouting Mama.

Hearing that, the Orange reflex distanced Blue's head from above her chest, making Blue groan in frustration. “Mama.”

“Ji, tomorrow we go home to the apartment, yes?” Said the Blue flag. He could even just smell and feel his wife now, why bother everything, anyway?

“What else are you doing, the hell inside? Come on lunch.” Feeling that there was no truth, Mama shouted again.

Blue snorted, then moved from the top of the orange body lazily. But before he really moved, Blue stole a kiss on his wife's lips.

“Iya, Ma, briefly. Here we again finish the book.” Shouted the original Blue, making the Orange chuckle slowly.

“Yes already, then Mama wait under.” Mama then shouted as she moved from her son's room.

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Three weeks passed, Blue and Orange had returned to work in the hospital and carried out their activities as usual.

The two have also moved in and live in Blue's apartment. In fact, Mama and Papa asked them to stay at his house while waiting for their house to be built. Blue refused. The man said he wanted to study independently so that they would grow up.

During the three weeks of living together in the apartment, Blue and Orange began to get used to their respective roles, as a husband and wife. Not only that, they also learn to learn from each other to accept the differences that exist in each of them.

Orange is no longer sad, she began to enjoy her role as a wife. Every morning he would always try to get up early to prepare everything Blue needs, ranging from waking up, preparing clothes, to breakfast for the man.

Orange is not very good at cooking as Mother or Mama-in-law, but whatever she cooks seems to be quite satisfying Blue tongue. Her husband never protested, either because he appreciated or really enjoyed his cooking, Jingga did not want to take a headache, the important thing is that he had carried out his obligations and that he cooked is not poisonous food.

“Darling, where are my socks, huh?” Shouted Blue from the room when Orange was busy arranging the dining table for them breakfast.

“Udah I ready on the sofa.” Reply to the orange screaming.

“Not there, Yang.” Sahut Blue.

“There. You how to use the eyes, dong, do not use the mouth.” Reply Orange who is now walking to the sink to wash his hands.

“I've been looking over the couch, but nothing. You forgot, time, just saved it.”

Orange breathed an annoyed breath. It's always like this. Couldn't it be, just once Blue didn't bother him while he was preparing breakfast?

While stomping his legs irritated, Orange then moved towards the room. Just be careful if he finds the socks, Orange make sure not to give Blue rations overtime tonight.

“Enya do not like throwing towels carelessly.” Omel Orange shortly after he picked up a towel lying carelessly on the sofa to cover the Blue socks he had stored there earlier.

One of the bad habits Blue, can not keep the towel to the original place after use. It seemed like it was ingrained until Orange was tired of telling him himself.

Not only that, Blue also does not dry his feet after coming out of the bathroom to make the floor of the room wet. This certainly adds to the housework of Orange.

“I really, deh, just didn't see any socks there.” Blue's great-grandson looked at his wife timidly. The girl was indeed not angry, but her sharp delicacy seemed to be ready to stab Blue.

“Ya already if it's a spit pake socks, we finish it breakfast.” And the Orangas chose not to prolong the small debate that always occurred in their morning.

“I have not installed.” The orange that was about to move from the room turned back and approached the big baby.

Previously Blue used to do nothing on her own, but somehow after marriage she became dependent on Orange like this. In the days before, he always asked for an orange buttoning his shirt.

Then with painstaking, Orange draped a tie in the collar of her husband's shirt, pulled both ends of the long cloth, and concluded it to form a neat bond.

“Completed.” Exciting Orange once finished pairing the tie in the collar of the Blue shirt.

“But.”

“What else?” The orange raised its head with a frowning forehead.

“It. . .” Blue cupped both sides of his orange face, then kissed his wife's lips, just a kiss that he buried long enough.

“Udah, right? Come on for breakfast, I have an operation.” The Orange after Blue releases its kiss.

“Iya, Darling. You first, I'll follow.”

“I wait at the dining table, don't be long.” The orange commemorates before then he passes away from the Blue front.

After finishing breakfast, they rushed out of the apartment to the hospital.

In the car, Jingga continued to fidget while continuing to look at the smartwatch that was coiled around her wrist.

Oranges have a heart transplant operation scheduled this morning. About thirty minutes into the operation was supposed to start, but Blue drove his car very slowly because it was stuck in traffic.

“Duh, I'll be late if you melt like gini.” Grumpy orange with an unsettled face.

Seeing his wife who continued to move unsettled, Blue who was next to him so not calm. Repeatedly he clucked upset because the car in front of him only moved a few inches.

“I'm not a catapult, Ji. It's jammed.” Blue corrects, but Orange doesn't care.

“Try if it was three o'clock you didn't wake me up. I certainly will not be bad luck wake up and we can leave early so don't be stuck jammed like gini.” The orange grouse seemed to blame Blue for the incident of his delay.

“Lho, how come you beat me?” Blue protest not accepted.

“I'm not guilty of you, huh. I was just wondering.” Elak Orange without taking his eyes off the barrage of cars that lined up to the back. It looks like it's really going to be too late.

“What's the difference?” Blue grunts softly until not heard at all in the ear of Orange. “Padahat earlier you were a lot of behavior to the point of tiredness and bad luck waking up.” Blue still doesn't take the blame.

Hearing the Blue speech, instantly it makes the face of Orange blush. It is still clear in his memory, in the early hours of this day he took control of his hot game with Blue, although at first he was upset that the man disturbed his deep sleep. But in the end, it is precisely Orange itself who became excited and enjoyed the game.

“Then you ask again before we take a shower.”

Orange also surprised himself, this is not his style at all, she is a calm girl in bed who will always surrender to the dominant. But why was it so wild? Ahh, what a shame.

“But still only you build me.” Orange does not want to lose, then divert the conversation when seeing the streets that began to stretch. “Udah, deh, meningan now you walk.”

“Basic girls, always want to win alone.” Blue grumbled in the heart. And without saying much more, he ran his car until he made it out of the traffic jam.

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Arriving at the hospital, Mr. Jingga made a hasty walk as soon as she got off her husband's car which stopped right in front of the hospital's main entrance.

So in a hurry, Jingga did not even say goodbye to Blue and forgot the good morning kiss she used to give before getting out of the car.

“He must pay ten times.” Blue murmured a faint smile. His eyes were still following the back of the orange which was now further away from his sight.

While occasionally looking at the clock on his wrist, Orange ran down the hospital corridor towards the operating room.

While on the road earlier, the Doctor who became his main assistant called and said that everything was ready. That was why he was walking in such a hurry because he did not want to make everyone wait for him for too long.

So in a hurry, Jingga did not realize if there was someone walking in front of him until accidentally hit the person to fall down. Likewise with her who almost fell on that person, if only she did not rush to balance her body.

A silver coin bearing the symbol of a koala rolls along with the fall of the person who hit the orange.

“Koin me. .” Strangled the person with a gaze that continued to follow where the coin was rolling.

“Langit.” Orange was a little aghast when he realized the Sky was the one he hit. In his heart he was grateful, because he would not get much trouble because it was not someone else who was hit by him.

“Ji, you have eyes, but, really, not dipake?” Omel Sky was annoyed as soon as he raised his head.

“Duhh, Lang. I was in a hurry, again. You can wake up on your own, right?” Orange looked back at the clock on his wrist. Then without the intention of helping Heaven stand, Orange then left his best friend who was still in the prone position.

“Ji, help me first.” The sky screamed in annoyance because the orange just left it.

“I'm sorry.” Sahut Jingga shouted without looking at the sky.

“Sialan.” Umbat Langit while trying to get up, but he said when he saw a beautiful girl with a dress in blue sky patterned vertical lines, he saw a beautiful girl with a dress, as well as white ankle boots to impress sweet and fashionable walking towards him.

As the girl was already in front of him, Heaven's reflexes extended its hand as if asking the girl to help him stand up.

However, instead of helping Sky stand up, the girl just handed the Sky coin to her outstretched hand, and then she just waltzed away.

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To be continued . . . .