The Charm of Love Amartha
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Lucky in the bakmi jawa shop, Satya did not make things that make Amartha more upset. He acts like a human being in general, because the man invites him to a place that has been guaranteed cleanliness.
"Don't take a lot of sambelnya, your stomach will be hot, Yank." said Satya reminded.
”Iya.." replied Amartha.
"Be careful the orange is still hot" Satya said.
"Yeah.." replied Amartha who was still trying to remain patient.
Amartha began to enjoy his food, but at home he had filled his stomach with food made by Satya. And he came here just as an excuse, so Satya wouldn't miss his dinner. But, as soon as he saw the bowl of Javanese noodles in front of him, Amartha's stomach suddenly hungry again.
Satya just shook her head looking at the other one, eating very voraciously.
"Slowly eat it, later you can choke, dear." said Satya while wiping the tip of Amartha's lips.
Satya did not blink looking at his wife's face, one smile he could no longer bear. The man stirred the noodles with chopsticks, then began to feed the still smoky white noodles into his mouth.
After they were both full, Amartha's mission to save her husband's stomach was successful. Even his stomach was finally filled.
Amartha did not forget the act of snacking with the husband, in the heart of the hell did not have the heart to see the face of her husband who was so bleak. But how else, if you remember about a piece of a suit that smells Ivanka perfume Amartha emotions suddenly rise.
Instead of dizziness, Amartha continued another reading that made him addicted to finishing from part to part following. Moreover, some parts in the story represent his current life.
Seeing his wife who continues to look at the phone screen and occasionally rub the glass screen, Satya was not able to not comment.
"Don't read too often the novel that makes the contents suspicious continue with the husband, Yank." said Satya without slowing down the speed of his car.
"By fear of fear, by the way" said Amartha.
"Oh my God, what's the look, honey? I met him already so good. I tried so hard to get rid of him" said Satya.
"But it didn't work, did it?" amartha.
"The next time I twist myself" said Satya.
"Surely there next time," said Amartha, he now dimmed his phone and kept it in a clutch.
Satya would rather be quiet than talk, she would still lose. Satya just needs unlimited patient stock.
Since there was no other talk, the drowsiness came to take a turn. After the stomach felt full, Amartha could not hold her eyes open wide. Those beautiful eyes were now closed accompanied by the roar of breath that began to be regular. Satya who was still driving, glanced at his wife who was now asleep in the car.
Arriving at home, Satya carried his wife ala bridal style, up to their room. Satya very carefully put his wife on the bed. The man kissed Amartha's forehead very gently after raising a blanket that covered part of his wife's body. Satya dimmed the lights and walked out of the room, leaving Amartha who was already asleep and joined in pieces of beautiful dreams.
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In the morning, Amartha awoke from her sleep. He slowly opened his eyes while patting the side of the bed on the right. Blank.
"Is he awake or isn't he sleeping here?" said Amartha when the bolsters and pillows on the side of the bed that used to be occupied by Satya were still neat.
Amartha immediately pulled herself out of the blanket and moved to the bathroom. After he refreshed his body, the big pregnant woman came out and chose the clothes she was going to wear.
However, as she walked into the dressing room, she saw her husband already wearing a semi-formal suit and a T-shirt with a V-neck, the man was wearing his belt.
"Isn't it Saturday? tumben is neat and fragrant?" ask Amartha who is choosing the dress she will wear.
"Ah, yes! I have an appointment with someone" Satya said with a smile, glad his wife had started talking again.
Amartha was half-toed as she was about to take leggings in the top pile. Seeing his wife's difficulties, Satya just took the black leggings that are usually used by Amartha if wearing a dress that is high above the knee. Amartha lowered his hand which stretched upward.
"Is there anything else I want to get?" tanya Satya while eroding the distance with Amartha. He gave the thin material to his wife, he hugged Amartha from behind.
"Hum..." Amartha just cleared his throat.
"It's not Mas who craves," Amartha quipped the man.
"Who am I? I can take it with you,"
"It's true that last night you didn't sleep in the room, Mas." said Amartha.
"I'm in the study, Yank .. I have something to do, if I take my work to a room where you are disturbed. Uh, I even fell asleep there. Sorry, huh?" satya. He kissed his wife's cheek.
"Yes" said Amartha.
Satya let go of her embrace and twisted Amartha's body to face her.
"Vira's here today?" ask Satya.
"Yes, like..."
"You be careful at home, I try not until the afternoon." said Satya.
"If I go with Vira, go for a walk, right?" ask Amartha.
"May ..you also rarely use the card I gave you. Go and buy something, you also need a new atmosphere, so it is not saturated." said Satya.
"I'm leaving, okay?" Satya kissed Amartha's forehead.
"Not breakfast yet?" ask Amartha.
"Lately you like to forget to eat, Mas!" amartha.
Satya glimpsed the circular watch in her left hand before giving an answer
"Yes already. You get dressed quickly, I wait at the dinner table" said Satya, leaving his wife in the room.
Amartha immediately got dressed and polished a bit of her face to make it look fresher. He stepped out after his husband.
"Please, Mister.." said Bik Surti who put a cup of black coffee without pulp in front of Satya.
"Sit down, dear.." said Satya immediately stood up and shifted the chair to Amartha.
"Thank you, Mas..."
"I ate some bread, huh? that's a big deal," said Satya.
"What jam do you want to wear?" asked Amartha who put some strands of bread without fringe on her plate.
"Peanut butter only, dear.." said Satya.
Amartha took the jam her husband wanted, and put it on a white loaf of bread. When he finished, he gave it to Satya.
"Thank you, huh?" said Satya.
As they were enjoying their breakfast, there was a sound from the living room.
"Who's visiting this early?" satya asked Amartha who was continuing to polish the bread.
"Again, Ta.." said a woman in an unusual voice.
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