The Story of the Children of the Juragan
157. Like a romantic movie
That afternoon, Salman invited Wulan to go to the herbal store and Muslim equipment owned by his aunt. It belongs to the couple Bayu and Anisa. Both Fatih's parents. But he deliberately did not tell his wife the truth.
"Are you ready yet, baby?" salman asked when he came out of the bathroom.
"Already, mas." replied Wulan briefly.
She turned to her husband, and saw his face which still had water spots making it more fresh and bright.
"Where are you going to take me?"
"Afternoon walk dong. Time wants to be home." joked Salman.
He took the clothes from the cupboard and put them on in front of his wife. With a slow tiptoed step, Wulan walked up to him and tickled his stomach.
It took Salman by surprise and moved away in amusement.
But Wulan was getting excited tickling him, so Salman moved back in an uncertain direction. Eventually, he stumbled over the carpet and fell.
Not only did Salman fall, but Wulan also fell. And he fell right on top of Salman's body. The two were silent with opposing gazes. Both of their hearts began to beat.
"Dear" said Salman slightly stammered.
"What's up, mas?" wulan replied with a smile on her beautiful face.
"I can't stand the coldness of my bedroom floor. Can you get out of my body?"
Wulan rounded her eyes, as her husband said so. Instantly his face turned cloudy. Cloudier than the color of clouds in the sky that will soon sow water seeds.
She immediately sat down beside her husband.
Salman who saw the change in his wife's face tried to think, is there something wrong with his words. But he didn't seem to find his fault.
Unwilling to see his wife's face, he sat down beside her and asked her about his mistake.
"Darling, that was a smile. How come his face is like that anyway, I'm wrong huh?" salman said gently and carefully.
"Think of it yourself." Wulan's reply sounded sniffy.
"Well, that's the answer. Can't be softer."
"You also can't be softer and more romantic as a husband."
Salman immediately scratched his un-itchy head. Because during the wedding he always treated his wife with tenderness. But why is there still less in the eyes of his wife.
"How are you going to shut up, honey? I'm going all wrong."
"Biarin." replied Wulan.
"I'm sorry, and I promise to act tenderly and romantically to you. What else is less?"
"It should have been the scene of falling on the floor, you kissed my lips. Like in romantic movies. Not even talk like that." said Wulan, which made Salman chuckle. And Wulan was getting red from being laughed at by her husband.
"You. It turns out the husband is evil." Wulan pointed to Salman's face. And the laughter stopped.
"I'm sorry, baby if I laughed at you. You seem to be watching too many romantic movies. So your brain is tainted with such a scene. But nothing at all. Since your brain is already polluted, yes I will clean it."
Salman raised his wife's body and placed it on the bed.
"Why what?" ketus Wulan's.
"Cleaning off the contamination that's in my wife's brain" Salman replied. He kissed his wife's forehead gently, then opened her veil.
"Eits. Can't open. I'm tidy." refused Wulan while pursing her lips.
"Let's help you clean up again. Said I was told to do something romantic first." Salman showered his wife with affection.
"Well, take another bath." great-granddaughter Wulan, after the two finished fighting affection on the bed.
"You asked for it." Salman pinched Wulan's nose because of anxiety.
"Who said, I asked for rations. I'm just asking you to be romantic."
"Just the same time. Tomorrow, if you suddenly lash, it must be because my rations are lacking." after saying that, Salman immediately rose from his sleep, so as not to be hit by the pinch of his wife.
"Mas!" exclaimed Wulan, with her face met with red.
Salman turned around and rolled his mischievous eyes towards his wife. Wulan grew increasingly anxious, and covered her body with a blanket, then followed her husband to the bathroom.
Falling in love after marriage is better than watching a romantic movie. The movie is over, the scene is still in the head.
Therefore, it is destroyed to multiply fasting for those who are ready to marry, but not yet able in certain aspects.
And keep in mind, getting married is not just imagining the good. But also must be prepared with a bitter taste that must exist as a complement to spices in a household relationship.