
" So long he was in the bathroom, did he immediately take a shower, did I ready just a change of clothes for him, did he, uh but wait for her fear later she even went to pede an again." said Gita pacing back and forth by biting her fingernails.
Just one day bearing the title of wife , Gita has been confused himself, because at this time his ego, mind and heart are not in line.makes him in his own fog take action.
" Said Mama I have to serve my husband."
" Husband?"
"Oh Gita, you say whatever the hell, hufttt, but Mama used to be like that to Papa, if papa again takes a shower or wants to go to the office, surely his clothes in the same ready mama, mom, yes, I was ready for it." said Gita while opening the suitcase Reza who was in her room, I don't know who delivered her, said Gita, the clear 2 pieces of luggage containing Reza's clothes were already lying neatly beside his long closet.
" This is it" said Gita while taking out a sleep pajama stellan, and placed it on the bed.
While waiting for the bathroom is still in use by Reza, Gita chose to go down to the bottom floor, due to the groggy taste that continues to attack her make Gita's throat feel very dry.
" Geez baby, you are not clean yet." asked Mama Sonia who was shocked to see her daughter still wearing a kebaya complete with makeup that is still neat.
" Not Ma, the bathroom is still in the same Reza." said Gita without sin.
"Honey call her not Reza, not polite dear."
" Campus..I'm wrong again." Gita grumbled in her heart.
" The polite dong dear call her, Reza' is the same age as your brother, you only call names."
" So Gita has to call what Ma?"
" Yes up to you, the important thing is polite, nice to hear, how about if your in-laws hear you call Reza just by her name, later on in the thought of Mama not teach you anymore."
" Yes Ma, I'm sorry Gita." said Gita with her guilty face.
Already repeatedly he got a reprimand from both parents, married at a young age makes this little girl indeed have a lot to learn, live the role as a wife is not as easy as turning the palm of the hand,there are many Kramas that must be obeyed, if you want to perfect his worship.
" Well, baby, it's okay, but don't repeat it, understand baby, Mama just doesn't want others to look down on you. You can be only 17 years old, not that this household you live in will not last long, show everyone the same, if you can be a good wife and housewife for your small family."
"Yes Ma." said Gita who immediately embraced the mother, his warm embrace of a mother's affection makes Gita more calm.
With patience, again and again Mama Sonia must teach her little daughter, how to be a wife and a good friend for her husband, he quite understands if his daughter is still lay with everything about marriage.
" Why are you going down again, baby?"
" Gita thirsts Ma, take a drink" said Gita while releasing her embrace.
" Yes, drink baby, if you're done go straight to the room."
Gita nodded her head while drinking the water she had poured into her glass.
"Yes, Gita stayed in the room first Ma."
" Yes dear."
Mama Sonia still survives downstairs, watching the workers who are opening the decorations that were used earlier this afternoon.
Gita slowly opens the door to her room, there is Reza who has finished bathing with just wearing sleeping pants that are ready by Gita.
" It turns out that my choice of clothes is also on." muttered Gita in her heart, while continuing to glance at Reza who was still bare-chested.
" Thank you, you have prepared my clothes" said Reza with a thin smile that adorned his handsome face.
Gita who saw Reza smiling made her heart more and more unbecoming, whether the feeling of what she felt at this time, which obviously Gita herself also did not realize.
" Yes, this is his drink" said Gita slowly.
Actually in the head of the Gita there is still an unfinished pr, what a proper call in the embed right on his handsome husband.he has not also found a good idea.his brain suddenly error.
" Akhh stupid very later I thought, mending me shower first, my body was not comfortable, on the sticky all."Gita grumbled in her heart.
Reza who saw the strange behavior of his little wife was just a head bobble, then went to bed, with one hand holding a gadget.
Slowly the bathroom door opens, Gita looks out with her hair still wet and her sleeping pajamas complete with Spongebob motifs, her favorite cartoon film, her favorite, Gita then sits at her dressing table, dries her wet hair, and installs her various night rituals that she is obliged to smear, Gita still ignores the existence of Reza, who is still, while Reza was also still busy with the gadget in her hands, only occasionally did she glance towards the Gita, after all her rituals were completed the Gita moved towards her padded bed.
"Dam...Where do I sleep? It feels really weird if I have to bed with him, what if he....I don't want to." said Gita in his heart.
" Here" said Reza gently as she patted the side of the empty bed next to her.
" the Gita.. The Gita's.. How dumb, here dong! Are you not tired of standing still." said Reza again with full attention.
At present Reza's attitude has changed 180 degrees to the Gita, he always speaks softly, and never shows his emotional nature, he is aware, he is conscious,if he has made a big mistake to Gita, for that he is determined to get an apology from Gita,as well as learning to be a husband who is responsible to his wife.Dutifully Gita slowly raises her legs on the bed, she chose to lean her back on the bed.
Reza who saw the Gita was still wrong behavior was slowly approaching his face to the Gita, Gita who saw the movement of Reza could not dodge anymore because his head had been bumped into the back of the bed, can only surrender to fight even fear of sin. Without a cue Reza kissed Gita's cheek gently, out of nowhere that was clear Reza could not hold back her again, Gita who got the soft treatment chose to close her eyes when her warm touch lips that feel intoxicating, there are a million flavors that grow blooming that is difficult to clear right, whether it's love or comfort, the Gita is still not aware of it.
Reza who saw Gita still closed her eyes, resumed her action, pecking again Gita's cheek on the left.
" Let's be fair, fearing the left side lash again." Reza chirped with a warm smile to his little wife.
Gita did not answer anything, for what sake, at this time the heart of the Gita really can not be invited to compromise anymore.
" Will he ask for it now?" gita said in her heart, squeezing the tip of her pajamas.
"Sleep, you must be tired" Reza said by gently stroking his wife's hair.
Gita is increasingly wrong behavior, just smoothed her body tilted back to her husband, Gita tried to close her eyes, but unfortunately her eyes can not be invited to compromise, trying to sleep with a variety of styles, but his eyes are still reluctant to be closed right.
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