The Marine Heart Pier
PERMISSION TO WORK, BABY!

"Ikhlas deck sincere-" said Rayyan along the way, her style is like socialite mothers carrying luxury bags despite the strapping body in striped clothes.

Eirene let go of tired breath, the effect of stress is like this. Urination, or he who wants to come to the moon?

"So we're not shopping?" his question by likening the step next to his wife berggok imitating Eyi when walking on the catwalk, just a touch of tired, angry, upset, upset, dizzy and complicated it was lost to find a knight smeared to be like honey.

Eirene slapped her punch on Rayyan's shoulder, "what branch is it!" crispy laugh.

"Smile dong, that's cute!" he said, the big, burly hand outstretched to bring Eirene's hair that sticking out of the clap to the back of her ear.

Rayyan did not say much more, but did not know why if everything is done with the heart everything can be delivered, the treatment of love that reaches the trough of Eirene's heart.

"Abang prefers to look at you this way, not with an evening dress or a sports bra. Just you in a simple style, the mesh mother's brother-" Rayyan grabbed Eyi's hand and kissed the back of his hand. There's a warm heart and a blush there.

No more whining when riding the motor inventory as early as the meeting, maybe because this is not the first time for Eyi, he is not strange and began to adapt to the mbak Vega.

The two just took a walk to the supermarket and bought groceries, but it felt like a date for both. Some gossip articles are so free to voice the public activities of Eirene there are those who praise some who still sneer. But the woman was no longer flinching, for Eirene it was not important now, because forever the people would be, until the time came they would be silent by themselves.

"Abang, Eyi wants ice cream chirping that time in front of markormar--" he asked.

"May, but now maybe you should look for it first, because you don't know where it is," Rayyan replied smiling, even now that he did not ask for gelato or other expensive food. Slowly, Rayyan's initial steps can suppress the attitude of*royal*Eirene, simplifying the lifestyle of the star, despite so many complaints, blows and scolding that Rayyan received.

"You want to buy some fried rice first?" ask Ray.

"Where?"

"There in front, you'll love it! It's good," Rayyan responded to the night wind.

"Byeah," nodded Eirene.

Until the motor arrives and stops at one of the fried rice stalls with a simple banner, but many fans.

...***FRIED RICE 99***...

Both of them got off the bike, Eirene was still in a strange wig beside the bike, she just extended her neck into the banner of the stall.

"The queue is rich," said Eirene.

Rayyan justifies the position of the groceries in the motorbike hardpoints.

"That's nothing, the little bit of ko layanin," Rayyan replied.

Rayyan embraced Eirene's slender waist and invited her in, the sound of a spatula and a frying pan so loud that it clashed with each other quickly, the rose fire stove was used to quickly ripen the cuisine.

Several times the hand of the fried rice chef turned the filling of the pan over with a wedge, there was a funny there-the ear of the pan was added wood as a handle so that the owner could stir the stuffing easily.

"Abang, Eyi wants a frying pan in a rich house that's bang! Let's not get hot!" little chuckles. Rayyan saw the face of the Nasgor man.

"Oh don't-don't. What do you want to turn back on? Eggs?" asked Rayyan, right berabe if Eyi throws eggs in the frying pan, can-can tuh eggs no longer return to the pan. Her lips were 5 cm thick.

Rayyan pulled a green and red plastic chair for her and Eirene sat down. There are about 3 people in line here, and the three are still analyzing whether or not this artist is waiting in line, this face seems familiar to them.

"*Mas Bowo, please! Ingkang singleness pedes, ingkang singal mboten. Special sedanten nggih mas Bowo*," said Rayyan ordered. (**intinya mah, Rayyan mesen 2 servings of fried rice special only, one pedes one engga🤭🤭**)

Mas Bowo the fried rice cooker subscription to look for the sake of hearing the consumer subscription, "*eh mas Rayyan to! Okay, ditenggo* rumiyin*yo**mas Rayyan*!" (**eh, Rayyan mas! Please wait, yes**!)

"Mister," Bowo nodded to Eirene with a smile, Eirene replied no less kindly.

Eirene stared at Rayyan who deliberately spoke another language, suddenly her clasped hands pulled her husband's ears, making Rayyan a little interested.

"You don't know, don't say rich!" his his hissing fiercely, instead of pain he even laughed with satisfaction, Rayyan was deliberately speaking using language that Eirene did not understand in order to judge her.

"Greget is like you, deck!" aveng Rayyan pinched Eirene's cheek, where she was frowning.

Rayyan's nosy behavior came to a halt as two others walked in flicking the fried rice banner and went inside. The two short-haired women gasped to see Rayyan inside with Eirene.

Rayyan smiled politely, "buy too?" ask her.

"Yes." Yeah." Nindi replied flatly, if Diana-Eyi knows, but Nindia? The woman doesn't know.

"Yes, I'd like to take Bowo's nasgor!"

Those eyes looked at Eyi from top to bottom, scrutinizing and looking for his flaws. And Rayyan knew what her ex was doing.

"Daddy,"

"Yes?" Eirene who was even cool to watch Bowo cooking fried rice turned her head.

"Known's Letda Nindia and Letda Marina-'s co-workers brother."

Eirene turned, "oh-hay!"

"Eirene, uh,"

If Nindia just shook hands stiffly, even a smile was forced, it was different with Marina.

"Well, don't expect ma'am! You can get to know the famous model!" Marina smiled broadly.

"Ngga thought it could also be a family of marines" replied Eyi.

"When mom fits you if you become a soldier, he said this morning make a scene in the volleyball field because of kickboxing, cool!"

"Oh yeah?" eirene asked.

Marina and Eyi can connect rich cable, but the same is the case with Nindia and Rayyan who are both silent. Until Rayyan gets his order, no one talks between them.

"I go first, Marin--Nin!" Rayyan nodded briefly and pulled Eyi.

"Initially Marina-" said Eyi to ria.

"Marina equals Nindia tuh company what bang?" ask Eirene.

"One infantry, or one unit or what? How can you know?" ask her again.

"No, just one base. One point-yes time does not know, both soldiers," replied Rayyan diplomatically. Eirene just smiled, she was not insensitive to Rayyan and Nindia's reaction earlier, which showed weirdness. But back, Eirene believed Rayyan, she was not the type of complicated human who was concerned about things that had not happened or not.

Just now that they arrived, even Eirene just spilled her fried rice on the plate, Rayyan got a phone from the office.

"Ready ndan! 15 Minutes," he said, Eirene until she made a gawk.

"Why?" ask Eirene. Rayyan commented with a smile, "the branch has service outside suddenly on the deck," he said, rubbing Eirene's cheeks that were still gawking.

"But how's this?" ask Eyi.

"Any meal, could you please get me my brother's delta shoes?" Eirene nodded.

Rayyan quickly ate the fried rice, Eirene opened her mouth to see Rayyan, "what branch of laper does the genie enter?" ask her to put the shoes under her feet.

Rayyan did not spend the meal, but in Rayyan's plate there was not much rice left.

Soon he moved to change his clothes, not the blurred but all black.

His hands snatched the distinctive uniform of Raden Joko's special detachment until Eirene frowned, only this time she saw the uniform and Rayyan looked-creepy, deadly.

Eirene's face was suddenly flat, "why not a smudged one?"

Still, the smile was imprinted on Rayyan's face, cupped Eirene's face in order to unite her two eyebrows, "branch of the official license outside! Always pray brother to be safe until you come back again without anything less, you're fine here, don't be naughty-maybe a few days brother don't go home first."

The thumping incessantly attacked Eirene's heart, suddenly the hunger was gone and changed the sadness and haru.

"How much does it matter, Eyi was left alone? Eyi!" her door tightened the hand link on Rayyan's body. This time it felt so hard to let go of Rayyan, not like it had been. Did that taste grow inside the chest?

"Task time wife, ngaco! Oh yeah, you go first! I've been waiting from earlier, you eat first if you sleep lock the door. If there is anything to ask for help Ulfa, Miss Nani, or Wiwit, want to cook read first how to serve. Want to ask for help aide but brother knows you are already caught off guard," he said gently kissed Eyi's forehead. Another word of mouth in fact, Rayyan would still ask his assistant Sertu Maliq to keep an eye on Eirene.

"Yes," nodded Eirene, inevitably this is the reality she had to face, this is the risk of becoming a soldier's wife. Just this afternoon he thought about this, and now God has answered him. Rayyan was neat with bulletproof vests, all sorts of safety gear, skull buffs and helmets equipped with infrared, his movements concluded the delta shoelaces so rhythmically with the rapid heartbeat of Eyi, "you have to go home!"

"Marine Captain Teuku Al Rayyan please allow me to serve, dear!" his report to Eirene, made Eirene's heart melt many times. Just this time he was sad to let go of someone.

Rayyan's steps led him out of the courtyard, turning to look for a moment at his wife in the doorway and commenting on the warm smile.

"***A knight's promise! Always be on standby to act against any kind of danger threat***!"

"***A knight's promise! Protect the dignity and dignity of family, religion, nation-states, and society***.

"\*\*\*\*\*\* ***Jayamae !!! On land and in the sea we jaya***!"

The zeal of the officers in black-and-black uniforms with complete safety equipment and long-barreled weapons burned the night atmosphere in the sky of the capital. There was a do'a rushing behind them though it was not visible.

Marine amphibious cars are parked, ready to take these sea knights to the battlefield.

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