The Talak End
Unusual
I looked at Gibran's handsome face while he was still fast asleep. I smiled silently remembering what we did last night. Really fierce hahaha
"Ehh.."
I was shocked by the hand that suddenly hugged me.
"Your husband is handsome, but it doesn't need to be seen like that" Gibran said in a typical wake-up voice.
I nodded, intending to go to the bathroom to clean my body.
"5 Minutes to go!" Gibran really didn't allow me to go anywhere other than in his arms. It also takes a long time.
"Sister, it's early in the morning, don't we have to go to the office?"
"Which new bride works outside the home, they only work in the room" he replied with his eyes still closed.
I just sighed patiently waiting until Gibran actually let go of his embrace.
But I'm happy with all Gibran's treatment of him. Impressed romantic.
Which girl anyway? Who do not want romance with a partner.
Being romantic to your partner is not always about the big things, but it is the small and simple things that make it more meaningful.
When it comes to husband and wife, many couples forget to stay romantic with each other. Finally, many feel underappreciated by their partners so that the relationship becomes unhealthy.
Being romantic should not be complicated. Maybe occasionally couples will like romantic things that ‘excess’, for example a giant bouquet of flowers, love statements in public and then viral on social media, and so forth.
But sometimes, the best romantic acts are the simple ones like good morning and friendly hugs.
***
Half an hour later, Gibran only woke up completely from his sleep. I grumbled in annoyance lying in bed doing nothing because Gibran's embrace was so tight.
"Don't be that manyun, ugly!"
"The abbot ngeselin, is tired of not moving. What do you think I am, roll?"
Gibran chuckled at my babbling. She kissed my lips hoping I would no longer be upset with her. If so, how could I be angry.
After the shower, Gibran and I went down for breakfast.
"New bride, new down," seduced Mama.
"Mama is never young" replied Gibran, pulling out his chair.
The five of us enjoyed breakfast. After breakfast is over, Gibran and I will take you home.
"Wouldn't it be delivered to Dad's house?"
"No need, I'm on a trip. Gibran, I'm taking Farah, take care of him!"
"Well yeah."
Dad didn't want us to take you home. He just wants to be escorted to the travel base that goes to my hometown.
It was too blue for my farewell with Dad, until tears broke in my first love.
It was sad, but Dad must have been a lot sadder. Dad only had me, but now he has to hand me over to Gibran, who is already my husband.
"Don't cry, I promise, we'll visit Dad more often" Gibran hugged me trying to calm me down.
After dropping off Dad, Gibran and I decided to go home.
For one week Gibran and I took a leave of absence. But during that time, we just spent time at home. My mother-in-law asked us to go on a honeymoon, but given the heaping office work, we turned her down and would think about it another time.
***
As usual, Gibran and I went to work together. For a few days I was sick and did not enter the office.
"Sir, it's like Riana" I said, looking at someone standing on the sidewalk.
"She's Riana."
Gibran pulls his car over to Riana.
"Rome..."
"Hey, Rah."
"What are you doing here?"
"Oh, I'm waiting for a taxi. My car broke down in the workshop," he said, glancing at the workshop not far from where he stood.
"Bareng we are. Don't you, sister, Riana's coming with us?" Gibran looks to nod. The three of us went to the office together.
***
"Farah, you're not delaying pregnancy are you? Mama really hopes you guys give us a grandchild soon."
His words managed to disturb my mind. I am not delaying pregnancy, but if the almighty has not given, what can I do?
"Lo daggers?"
"Eh, just ngagetin."
"Lo from earlier bengong mulu, kesambet loh ntar."
"I thought of the words of Mama Rani, Ri. She seems to want me to get pregnant. But what else, if God doesn't believe us, how should I do?"
"Yes, be patient, you're married for 5 months."
Ting...
The voice message on Riana's phone stopped our chat. Riana looked happy with the message she read. Seen from the expression of his face that was so bright and his own smiles.
"Ehemm, who's the message from?" Askaqua.
"That's it, um there's a point."
"It's definitely your boyfriend, right?"
"Eh, i-iya's boyfriend."
"Don't be nervous this time Ri, like being caught cheating, hihihi," my lead.
But Riana was speechless, with a flat expression. Is there something wrong with my words?
"The..!"
"Eh, yes."
"You're the one who's dumb, is there a problem?"
"Nothing, just a little dizzy." I nodded in trust.
At lunchtime, I always approached Gibran for lunch together.
After that proceed with a short break in the room in the hidden room.
"Mom Farah!"
I looked at the source of the voice.
"Sir Gibran is not in his room" said Dimas, a Gibran secretary.
"Where?"
"There are important meetings with clients outside, maybe all lunch together."
'Not usually Brother Gib doesn't say the same to me' My bath is astonished.
"Thank you" I went back to my cubicle.
I also saw that Riana was not on her desk. Ah, maybe lunch. I ordered food online and waited in Gibran's room.
Soon enough, it was true that Dimas delivered my pesenan.
"Thank you." As usual, the stiff secretary Gibran only responded with a nod of his head.
An hour later, Gibran was supposed to return to the office. Even Riana, her best friend, went somewhere.
After a few minutes, Riana returned with some groceries in her hand. Did Riana go to snack? But why can? Though the lunch hour is only one hour, considering there is no mall close to the office, Riana should not have time to shop.
"Where are you Ri?"
"Buy these shoes, my shoes are already starting to break."
"At the mall?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Kok staget to the mall, even though there is no mall deket loh Ri," I asked in wonder.
"Emmm, I'm nitip temen who happens to be in the mall and keeps coming here."
"Where did you go?"
"Lo, why Rah? I'm going anywhere is up to me dong, I have to talk to you, right?"
TBC.