The Value of Loyalty
Expectations are Uncertain

In the morning, the clothes that Linggar left on the laundry attendant had been delivered to their room.

They still have the opportunity to enjoy breakfast service at the hotel restaurant.

Exit the room to stretch the muscles that are still tired due to several rounds of fighting. And look for other colorful sights besides the walls, beds and sofas of hotel rooms.

Inside the elevator, Linggar got something strange on his body. Staring at his own limbs through the reflection of the elevator walls. Move closer to the elevator wall.

One red print was clearly drawn on his neck.

"Rin, look at this Rin!" With the index finger placed right in the place of the print.

"What?" Rindi was curious. came forward beside Linggar, on her tiptoes and looked up right at Linggar's index finger.

" This is what?" Ask Linggar again with his index finger still on his neck.

The head is tilted to the left then to the right, back to the left and then to the right again. Then there was another mark stuck on his other limb. Her lips are diculum to hold back a smile that could have been a laugh.

Rindi jumped in shock, "Well what is this?" While covering the red image on Linggar's neck with his hands.

He knew that the sign was his creation. A picture that reflects how @gres!fnya He last night.

"Yes, what is this?" Tanya Linggar pretended to bego. Even with a face made innocent and innocent.

" What do you not know about this either?" He again put away Rindi's hand that was still covering her neck, glanced at Rindi several times and again observed her body.

Rindi puffed her lips, exhaling her breath hard, annoyed.

He knew that Linggar must have known it was his mark.

Heh, Linggar played him.

Salah himself, too bring Rindi washed away in the sea of romance made by the man, to make Rindi seem to forget the land.

And subconsciously left a special mold on the man's limb. He believes there are still other prints there. It's possible that the area is closed and invisible now. But if the man undresses, then,....

Oh, how shameful he is.

" Rin's red, red." Linggar again pretended to observe his neck in the reflection of the elevator.

" Sister, isssh, yes,...." Rindi started whining.

Hugging Linggar from behind. Circling her hands up to Linggar's stomach, restraining her husband's movements that continue to disturb her. Drowning her blushing red face held shame on her husband's back.

Upset him, Linggar just kept talking about it. How embarrassing!

Linggar who knew his wife was embarrassed did not make his action stop to continue teasing his wife.

"Rin," he said as he continued to pull Rindi who was still hiding behind him.

"Sister, it's already. I'm lashing out! I'm lashing!" Rindi still drowned her face on Linggar's back. Still trying to resist the movement of her husband who still continues to pull his hand.

They were still in the same state when the elevator doors opened. Featuring a pair of humans and a little girl. Frowning when he saw the behavior of the two of them. They seem to be fighting in a friendly situation.

" I'm sorry Om, my wife is embarrassed." Clumsy crowbar. The three pairs of eyes were watching them very closely.

" The new bride?" Ask the man with a smile.

"Hehehe yes Om, just over a month." Answer by including a smile. "Here is my darling!" Maybe in this way Rindi wants to release the hand that had slightly inhibited her breathing. But not Rindi just dodged still maintaining her position.

The man nodded his head lightly, "Honeymoon again?" ask again.

in Linggar's mind the honeymoon in question was a vacation outside the city just with Rindi, but now they are not just skipping college and spending time together.

Until the elevator sounds indicating they have reached the floor on the way. The three people came out first by offending a smile at Linggar.

"Darling, we arrived. The door will be closed again." He seemed to be beginning to like the call to his wife.

"Rin, the food's up. We can starve, can't we go on?" He teased his wife a little.

Rindi flicked her hand and pushed her husband's back slightly to the front. Seeming his lips slightly forward, his face bent showing angry exertion.

Hahahah, his wife is sulking. Very amusing.

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Just now Linggar put his phone on the mattress, following with a heavy gust that sounded from his mouth.

"Say you go home by taxi only. try not to simultaneously reach home, he said Kak Reno often ask for CCTV footage at Kak Rima's house."

Now the couple looked at each other so closely. A look that shows one bit of grace.

Linggar threw his body basket.His hands stretched out, gently stroking the back of Rindi who was still sitting quietly beside him.

It is certain that their minds are now the same, giving up on the matter of their domestic relations which until this moment did not have clarity.

Want to hope to take the household like the others, the lives of a couple who complement each other.

Solve every problem together.

Leaving the hotel room after touching and giving beauty again to Rindi.

They have not entered the college today. Forgetting a moment of their daily activities.

Walking in tandem through the hallway that yesterday felt burdensome steps. This time it felt lighter and closer.

There has been a taxi order Linggar for Rindi. Make the distance feel closer. Still want to walk and spend time with and loved ones.

Linggar opened the passenger door, turning to look at the driver who would take his wife home.

Even his heart felt heavy to let go of Rindi back then.

His body was recorded into the Taxi, a little caress at the top of the head to the cheek of the wife.

As if to describe how much affection stored in his heart, only for the woman who spent the night with him.

Rindi his beloved wife.

"be careful on the road, just go home! No more nongki-nongki!" All the advice he said first. Before advancing the face docked on his wife's face. Some areas of Rindi's face were targeted by her lips.

Back away the face just a few inches to look back at Rindi's face.

Trying again to memorize the curves and the entire shape of Rindi's face. Trying to take the whole look of Rindi's face to fill her heart. Maybe in the next few days, they don't meet.

Re-emerging the Longing Turmoil that torments the soul and mind.

Rindi smiled, for some reason the more beautiful the day looks. Making his heart always, racing just by looking at his wife's ginsul teeth and chubby cheeks.

Hands back outstretched, stroking the role of his wife's stomach, "hopefully among the hundreds of thousands of seedlings there is one growing here." He said expectantly.

A loud gust sounded from Linggar's mouth. So loud that it can make nyiur waving.