The Marry Din
Part 12's

They spent five days on their honeymoon. Din wanted to spend the remaining two days to relax in the room, he was too lazy to go out let alone the weather was quite hot.

"We're laying in bed, Del." Din persuaded the still-excited wife to visit another old building around Copenhagen. "Save the remaining energy for both of us to enjoy, okay?"

Hearing Din's persuasion, he complied without a single rebuttal. They're already married. Papa even emphasized repeatedly to obey the husband.

"Okay" he said slowly.

"How about we watch an action movie?"

"Huh?" Delia glanced, it wasn't her favorite movie genre.

"You're not very excited... " Din hugged her from behind, he also tried to find a comfortable position to lean in. "Wangny wife... "

"Stop!" Delia prevented a kiss from landing on her lips, "You can do something else if it's abandoned."

"Hey, Honey..."

Their eyes were long-faced.

Din is unable to deny Delia's charm. Why did he start to feel happy when he spent time together? Why doesn't he hate all of Delia's bad habits. How can the human heart change so easily?

"Do you hate it when we talk about ex?" suddenly he wanted to ask.

"Hate!" answer firmly Delia. His face was grim for a moment.

"You are a pretty girl, you are grim" Din said.

"I hate talking about ex... "

"Del, so sorry," Din pulled Delia's hand. He gave a hug of tranquility, "Sorry, honey."

Delia had a brilliant idea, "You want to keep another cat? Bruno and Runo have something to do with Rasti. Honestly, I hate to see you guys see me."

"I have kept one" whispered Din.

"Argh, bummer!"

Din lifts Delia's body towards the bed. Something that made her even more thumping was Delia's gaze. "You are so beautiful!"

"Si's time?" Delia wants to tease Din more, she secretly wears lingerie and closes it with a long cardigan.

Din immediately understood the movements of Delia. Starting from removing the cardigan to pose in the style of a famous model.

"So what about me? Beautiful isn't?"

"Whoah!" Din doesn't want to talk much, he's the one who prefers the practice, "Honey, let's go sports together!

"It's crazy, you're never tired?"

"No!"

Seeing the spirit of Din was fun but not with the torture he gave to Delia. Starting from changing sleeping positions, soaking together and even he intends to move to the pool to make a beautiful moment.

"I'm tired... " Delia half whined, "You're a former athlete, I have to admit this."

Din felt bad, he knelt down and continued to stare inside Delia. "I'm sure half your heart would say I'm crazy?"

"Yes clear!"

"I'm just this crazy because of someone." Din is not lying. From their first night, he really began to like the figure of Delia as his wife.

One way to break the chain of past ties that are still disturbing is to make new memories that are more than just beautiful. Perhaps the shared memories of the past will approach in a moment's daydream, but once aware of the future where the figure disappeared, there is no longer any residual sense.

When good people are disturbed, never blame the situation later. Delia had already held back a few days. He observed several times. Rasti often calls Din, not just calls, he often spam messages. Din has two cellphones. One with a personal number, which only his parents, publisher, Delia and Tony allowed to know.

"Rasti called me a few times. I didn't see the notification."

Flipping his flip phone, "I don't want to be disturbed on my honeymoon." Din turned off his phone again.

The story he heard from Tony may be true. Their relationship was long broken. A toxic relationship can take the feeling off slowly. "Din, uh, honey. I didn't mean to ask this, but I was curious. Why didn't you invite Rasti to our wedding reception? Your other ex-boyfriend is coming."

Din sighed, "Our relationship is complicated."

"I'm sorry to ask, honey." Delia kissed Din's right cheek, "You must be having trouble and a lot of thoughts."

"Hmm," she replied.

"Good sleep, dear," Din whispered, he also kissed his wife's forehead.

Delia pretends to be asleep. He even knew when the husband was secretly shedding tears. A branched feeling, maybe the marriage he lived like was not his dream marriage all along.

"You're quietly crying as you stare at past photos... " Delia.

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Last day in Copenhagen.

Delia wakes up early, she doesn't see Din. Most likely is to go to the fitness area without saying goodbye. Last night, he thought harder. As hard as any effort Rasti to disrupt the honeymoon let alone think of being the man's husband grabber is difficult. Din would never divorce Delia. If that happens, the same as he willingly crossed off the Sjarer Family Card.

"Where's your honeymoon?" Saras. He wanted to listen to the burning story of a young couple.

"That's chuck! Body tired, heart tired! Sometimes I have a hard road, Ras." Delia displayed a parched expression. They're making a video call.

"Gue sure Gecko is typical of bars. But, Del. I see an unhappy expression on your face?" Saras.

"Sometimes when we hold hands to sleep, it's just a rich obligation. Ah, I feel happy because I can have Din, can sleep in his arms every night. But last night... I saw her sad expression as she stared at the past photos. Ah, shit, Race. I think I fell in love with Gecko... "

"Del, believe one thing. Isn't she the one who should be feeling very happy now? She could have Deliana Iristi Indra completely even in unboxing her first. I suspect, is Rasti still calling Din? I also saw her instagram story, sad girl severe."

Fifteen minutes after completing a video call. I came home with a lot of stuff. Typical Danish souvenirs ranging from various chocolates, sweets, lego toys and Hygge books for nephews.

"Darling!" Delia immediately hugged him, "You why don't I make sure I shop for souvenirs?"

"You're still sleeping. I can't wake you up. I think yesterday we were too much, I mean... " Din's a little embarrassed to talk again.

Delia covered Din's mouth with her fingers, "I'm afraid you're angry, disappointed or you're getting bored."

"Not at all. You're my type now let alone two days ago."

Delia helps pack Din's clothes, she has also separated the hands for family members according to Din's instructions.

"Thank you." Din didn't stop looking at Delia, "You're a real Fairy Godmother."

"Gecko... " Delia wanted to seduce Din.

"Don't tease me."

"Gecko, let's go to bed for a while."

Not much talking anymore. Din immediately understood the wife's hard code. We stayed a few hours before we left for the airport.

"Take me," Delia gave the code. He wants to win over the past.

Din lifted his wife's body and carried her. They keep looking at each other, laughing and enjoying the beautiful minutes because that is the natural instinct of married couples. Walking naturally.

"I love you, Din." Delia stroked Din's face while shedding tears, "I hope that one day, you will say the same."

Hearing the words of love made her even more turbulent. Din raised Delia's body. He wants to take his wife to the bathtub. On the way, he did not realize anything. The slippery floor due to the liquid soap in Delia's small bag spilled, causing them to slip.

"Ah, sick!" Delia reflexes hit Din's shoulder.

"Haha!" Din laughed instead. He only remembered the woman he married Delia. Its nature is still the same. "You always hit me on the shoulder long ago when you're angry?"

Delia glared, "Bar-bar may but should be careful dong. My waist and legs hurt a lot!"

Feeling bad, he massaged Delia's legs. As guilt builds up, she complies with Delia's will. "What else do you want, Del?"

"Just make an instagram story and post a photo of me with the caption ready to be a service wife, okay?"

Din nodded, he also obeyed Delia's ridiculous request. Maybe later some of his friends will sneer all out. He would do anything to improve Delia's mood. Just like before. The cycle he felt familiar. Delia was able to conquer it.

Seriate...

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