That boy is my wife!
Flight Ticket

With thin awareness, I can still hear the loud sounds of crying Jiya, Momi, Aunt Vivi, Daddy and Papi.

Who ran around pushing the gurney with some medics. Passing through the long hospital hallways.

Several times, I also heard Jiya's screams saying that my blood was constantly flowing out and that I needed help as soon as possible.

Then, not long after that. Their voices all seemed to vanish, replaced by the light of a lamp that shone right above my head.

"Critical patient, immediately perform surgery to handle the flail chest," said someone before I was completely unconscious.

For some time, I slept and lay weakly helpless on the hospital bed. Obviously, when my eyes are open. The first person I saw was Jiya who was sleeping with her left hand tied to my right.

This reminds me of the incident when I had an accident before leaving for Japan first. At which time, the two of us are still not as close as we are today.

Hm, if remembered quite funny as well. Moreover, at that time Jiya shouted with her dream if she did not want to be a flower widow and had never done the first night ritual.

Hadeh, Jiya-Jiya.

Ah, look at that innocent sleeping face. Again, Jiya must have stayed up late to wait for me here. So deep, Jiya was not even aware when her cheeks were pinched several times because of anxiety.

You stubborn demon boy! Inner screaming.

However, that made my view turn into a sad one. When I saw the bruise on the corner of Jiya's lips. If it's not wrong, it's a slap scar that Om Lukman gave the other day.

Hm, speaking of Om Lukman. How's that guy's fate, huh?

To be honest, I really hope that the parasite is in prison at this time. If possible, may Om Lukman get a confinement lawsuit to rot in prison for life.

As my hand rubbed my dear Jiya's head, slowly the rest boy began to show movement. Then, I saw that his eyelids were open and showed me the brown marbles that always captivated me.

"Hi, Ji!" my broom, which immediately got a welcome from the rese boy.

Instead of answering her, Jiya hugged me tightly and sobbed back.

"Jiya was so scared, Jiya was afraid that Om Ferdi would actually leave Jiya kayak that night. Om Ferdi realized that Om had been lying almost a week more like an undead here?" she asked, still sobbing, with both hands cupping my cheeks.

I saw no sign of lies in those eyes. On the contrary, Jiya's pupils, which were indeed light brown, implied sincerity and a fear of loss that was so obvious.

"Sorry," I said.

Jiya's head immediately shook his head quickly. "Om Ferdi is not wrong, so there is no need to apologize. Maybe this is just one of Jiya's selfish feelings. Oh yes, Papi also nitip messages. He said a thousand words of thanks to Om Ferdi, as much as Jiya for this love." Jiya explained, while thrusting a medium-sized envelope at me.

A white envelope containing two flight tickets to Ubud, Bali.

I who saw the sighting of the two tickets, immediately furrowed my eyebrows. As if to say, what for? You don't see, if I'm still having trouble moving? To Jiya, while glancing at the top of my chest that was still wrapped in bandages.

Jiya who understood my sign language earlier, immediately replied, "Honeymoon, Om."

"Honeymoon?" my innocent ulang dontan avenged the light fitness of the rese boy.

"Yes, does Om Ferdi not want to?" tanyakanya.

Which made me silent for a moment. Come to think of it, ever since we got married. Jiya and I have never had time for a vacation.

Huft, it doesn't seem like time is going this fast, huh?

"Omm?"

"Om Ferdi, how come you're dreaming? How, you want to?" jiya asked as she shook her hands in front of my face.

My head spontaneously nodded. "You know what, you just don't see my condition like this?"

I saw Jiya glancing at my bandaged chest. Afterwards, the rese boy exhaled heavily, feeling disappointed.

"Yes, too, let alone broken ribs it does not only take a day or two to heal. But it is quite long and needs a complete break. While the ticket from Papi, the deadline is only until this week. Huhuhu, Jiya so sad not to be a vacation to Ubud, Bali." Jiya said with a face expression that turned lethargic.

Of course I saw the look on his face so bad. Moreover, one of the inhibiting factors he did not go for the holiday because of me.

But, when I saw that plane ticket again. I remembered something.

"Ji, are you on vacation?" my question made Jiya turn her head, still lethargic.

"Pengin is Om, who does not want to be invited to go for a vacation? Moreover, after graduation, Jiya is just cosplayed as a maid at home."

The maid said, I think she is happy to learn to be a good and right wife.

"That's not a maid, you're learning to be a good wife and mother."

I see, Jiya's cheeks instantly turn blushing instantly.

"Oh, Om Ferdi mah! Jiya's not so shy to know," she said, while covering her own face with both hands.

Aish, my bin's gemes. So the nibbler.

"Where are you going to take Jiya on vacation?"

Smiling faintly, I immediately pulled Jiya's body into a hug. "If you don't mind we can watch your idol concert, besides that we can also all honeymoon in Korea for some time."

That instant also Jiya's face looked up, to look at me. "Seriously? But, BTS is on hiatus because of the military, Om. Who's going to see the concert?"

"You think Om doesn't know, you're a mulfand?" reply while pinching the small tip of Jiya's forehead. Until he makes her grimace slowly.

"If not a BTS concert, we can come to the concert. Let's see who it is, Yeonjun?"

"Araghhh! Want to! Want to! Jiya really wants to be bargained like this, why not all migrate to YG, SM with JYP, Om? Let Jiya can squirm, NCT, Treasure same Straykids also hihihi .." reply maruk.

I can only shake my head. Really, the rest boy thought, we go to Korea just to go around watching a concert what?

"Yes, yes Om!" the question again, demanding.

Instead of replying, I brought my face closer to the rese boy's ear, then whispered. "May, as long as you're ready, make the first night with me."

Note :

Flail Chest: Broken ribs.