The Value of Loyalty
World Change

" Rin sorry!" Said Linggar behind the body of the wife who is now sulking.

He could only hug his wife from behind.

Rindi turned her back, even a few times brushed off her hand.

Circles that touch several times, and plant themselves. Although Rindi had asked for rest several times in advance, the man seemed to be paying attention to the ears.

"I'm sorry, his name's miss too." Persuaded it.

"KA-A-NEE. Kangen. Don't you know it's kangen?" He was annoyed at Rindi.

"Ck, what kind of spelling is that? How much Indonesian language school?" Glancing a little backwards.

" I definitely don't get 100." Linggar while holding Rindi's body which had turned towards him.

" Uh ah, let's wake up and go to bed again."

"Our new afternoon take a walk, keep eating dinner outside let you know the difference between day and night."

"Know the difference between day and night, including the sun and moon right?"

Linggar pulled both hands of Miss, awakening her woman forcefully with a ruckus. The no-function debate between them felt very funny to him.

Rindi could not refuse, even with a bent face. The plan still wants to sulk, but the stomach that has now screamed cannot be compromised.

After completing the whole ritual for this afternoon, go back to sleep after serving the husband to the umpteenth.

After that, they enjoyed a long night together.

It was really beautiful, Linggar treated her like a Queen.

Walk hand in hand, sitting side by side enjoying the Sunday night view in a park while enjoying a variety of light culinary.

Cilok, siomay, frontman and cold drink blended by the merchant make their date like a schoolgirl date. Cute, beautiful and halal.

She was carried by her husband to PMI aka the beautiful in-laws' cottage.

Being a career woman, Rindi rarely set foot into the kitchen.

Can't cook? Not particularly.

It can, even if it's just cooking rice, frying fish, and some stir-fry with garlic seasoning and flavoring.

Before getting married, he would leave the room when it was neat with his work clothes.

But now the mood is different.

And this morning, Rindi had to force herself to wake her body with a little bit of fatigue, joining Mother and Aunt in the kitchen. Putting aside the fatigue, because Linggar never stopped touching him last night.

" What are you doing Rin?" Mother when she was right next to Rindi.

"Hehehe, would like to help Mother and aunt prepare breakfast." Answer while grinning.

"Your face is very pale," Mother turned her eyes back from Rindi. Didn't want to look too intimidating like his son-in-law. You can guess if you miss lack of sleep because of the actions of your own biological child.

"Go back to the room, rest! When you're ready, we'll call you!" Continue Mother.

" No pa-pa kok bun. Just help peel the onion as readyin the ingredients."

"Go back to the room! This is Mother's order. There!" Now accompanied by a push on Rindi's shoulders.

He relented with pleasure, for drowsiness had not yet gone away. Walking lunglai up the stairs, which he said was the seat of power Linggar and himself, so said the father.

"Say you want to help Mother?" Linggar who saw his wife returned to the room and went straight to the bed right by his side.

"To be sent back to Mother he said he wanted me to pale!" Meeting a pillow further burdensome his eyelids to stay open.

This morning perhaps Rindi survived the warm and wild touch of Linggar . But not for the next morning.

On the fourth day of their wedding, the newlyweds returned to their original activities.

And as a longing medicine, all day can not touch Rindi in totality, then Linggar took the ration in this morning. He said, yes as an encouragement to welcome the day.

But not with RIndi, after giving Linggar an inner living, the woman actually looks lethargic. In his brain think more of a soft bed. But what power, her bridal holiday has run out.

" You really don't want a honeymoon first?" Ask them when they are at the dinner table. Enjoy breakfast in the morning before returning to activities.

" Later Bun, there's a time. Do we both have a plan?" Hearing Linggar's words, RIndi's smile broke.

Recalling last night's conversation as he asked, "why isn't it permissible to take a sabbatical at this time?"

And the answer is, Linggar has taken care of their departure to neighboring countries to watch the match between Southeast Asian countries. He said he wanted to make their honeymoon even more exciting.

Forgetting the drowsiness that hit earlier. His eyes were now shining brightly, imagining everything.

"What do you want to see?" Linggar turned his gaze to the side where Rindi was sitting.

"Ball." By rolling her eyes Rindi looked very happy, "Same badminton," he continued.

"Walk swimming too?" Add Linggar.

"No way," Rindi immediately moved closer sweeping Linggar's face with her hands. Not agreeing with her husband's proposal. "Well what?"

"You want to watch the RInnnn match,... " Where is the fault?

"I've also wanted to see a swimming race but a guy!" Rindi while glancing sharply at her husband. But if allowed it is okay.

"Ga may," Now Linggar who precisely glanced sharply.

Now he began to understand why Rindi forbade him from enjoying the show. Maybe not ready, if the dirty mind had nudged the couple while watching the game. Who would dare to guarantee?

"What the hell are you?" Deciding on the fierce views between newlyweds.

"We're going to watch Sea Games Bun." Leachate.

"We're going to malaysia." Linggars.

Almost simultaneously.

"Well, don't you take the mother?" With a cry of disbelief. His son made his own decision.

"The story is telling me you want a honeymoon bun, the mother's time wants to come along. Disturb dong!" Linggars.

The view is now clear to Rindi, hoping her new daughter-in-law is captivated and compassionate to be willing to invite her along.

Unfortunately Rindi chose to bow her head, not daring to look at the mother. And now the mother's gaze changed sharply, feeling neglected.

"Rin, eat it fast!" Whispers from Linggar right in his ear.

Linggar immediately grabbed his wife's hand as she had just gulped down some water, "The precipice before the war began." The back of the ring whispered.

"Mother is angry with me, brother?" Rindi also whispered as she just came out of the dining room.

"Not you, but we. Let that be my business." Soothing crowbar.

"Ayaaaaah," The voice of the mother stopped their steps. Looking at each other waiting for the next word.

"Mother wants to follow, please,.... " word after word rang out in their ears, making the two now chuckle stifled.

"What did I say too? Hihihihi," Linggar spoke softly and with a close mouth, afraid to be heard by father and mother. " Let me handle mom."

Seeing that, RIndi also chuckled. Sin is not happy above the suffering of parents?