The Young Married
Overseas

The two of them fell silent, enjoying the breeze blowing from outside. Although it feels cold, but there is no intention at all to warm each other.

"I'm not going to force." Fatih let out a heavy sigh the moment she said it. "Okay, what's next?" tanyakanya.

"I'll try Fath" said Ghina. Without looking into her husband's eyes. He prefers to play the pen over the book.

"Thank you Na" said Fatih sincerely, he grabbed the tiny hand for him to hold, but unfortunately the wife pulled him off. He understood, the heart of a man in the heart of the woman, not her name embedded. But, another man. Patience is enough strength for him, is not God heart-turning?

"For the task to be sorted out, we will arrange it at the cost" explained Ghina. Then he continued, "what else?"

"Kids?" cetus Fatih's.

Uhuk!

Ghina coughed, she grabbed her Tumbler, then sipped some water. "Kids?" reworked.

Fatih nodded casually, he looked at the swift wife, although it looked faint.

"Lewatin just yet, I haven't thought." Ghina wanted to get away from the discussion, she threw away her face, and wrote other things in her book.

"Can't dong, this problem is important in talking."

"I told you later."

"Why? you're not ready to make her child?" ask Fatih while folding her hands in front of her chest. His eyebrows rose and fell, his lips smiling sideways making Ghina really upset.

"The deal continues to be discussed."

"That's what hum?"

"Trainer! don't joke around. It's serious."

"Yes I'm serious too. Speaking of this kid again, when do you want us to have kids?" fatih asked with an annoyed look as well because Ghina was mostly su'uzon to him. What is in his wife's brain?

"I really want to do it, but still, we're going to college, we have to think mateng-mateng, while attending college while taking care of children. It must be difficult for you, yes for both of us as well" explained Fatih.

Ghina looked pondering. For the business of serving Fatih in bed, he was not ready, let alone the big problem of the other one. Child anak.

"OK, the final semester is usually free. Maybe, um, maybe you have a kid?" ask Ghina. Uh, what the hell is he talking about? so, are you ready to serve the born and inner Fatih?

Fatih laughed softly. "So, are you ready to take care of me? we'll have kids?"

"Ih, that's not it. It's just a plan, where I know our marriage is ahead of us. Don't be so grim."

"Do you want to try it now?"

"Trainer!"

Her husband laughed so hard that he held his own stomach. Feeling funny about Ghina's reaction which she thought was excessive.

"You want 'Don't you give me your permission to Haul's show, there's a condition?" ask Fatih once they have finished talking about the vision of the mission and some tasks that they will have to do while staying only two.

"When?" ghina asked, pretending not to know, trying to escape. Must be Fatih wants to ask for something.

"Pretend to forget. Sins of loh."

"Yes, what are the conditions? it's really complicated."

Ghina was anxious as she saw Fatih rubbing her chin. Then, her husband's eyes stared at her lips. He immediately shut his mouth.

"Cepet say!" urged Ghina because she felt uncomfortable to look like that.

"Why shut up?" ask Fatih. "Relax, I won't kiss you."

Ghina let out a sigh of relief, but when she opened her palm, Fatih's face was approaching suddenly until the man's breath could be felt. His shoulders were cut off by Fatih, so he could no longer retreat.

"Train, don't macem-macem!" threaten him with slipping eyes. His heart suddenly raced so fast. Especially looking at the distance this close to the husband. This is not love, but shock, inner Ghina.

Fatih smiled, she pulled her head again. "My neck pegel all night sleeping on the couch, can you get a massage?" fatih Pinta.

Ghina grunting. "So, is this the condition?"

"Yes, quite incandescent, dead is the condition."

Ghina stood up, then grabbed onto Fatih's shoulder, massaging him gently. Then his hand turned to his neck, doing the same. Finally, that morning there was only a massage.

A week passed, Ghina felt free because there was no one who made her have to cluck. Moreover, two nights Imran stay at home, even though there is no husband, he feels ordinary. There are no longs.

"When's your husband coming home?" imran asked as they ate dinner.

"Tomorrow said."

"Mom, I want to talk about something serious" said Imran, and turned to look at the gentle mother.

Ghina who heard it, also wondered what the big brother wanted to talk about.

"I want to preach to the woman of my choice."

"Well, really?" Ghina jumped with her eyes widened. However, hearing the news he was happy not to play.

"Alhamdulillah nice, son. The plan is when?"

"Next week, I've said the same to him. For the concept of marriage later, God willing, he said he did not want to bother much Mom. The person is simple, not neko-neko."

"Thank God, I want to see my future mother-in-law. Then, what should I prepare Nak, is later during the sermon all there is a delivery event?"

"No Ma'am. That's the recipe as well as later."

"Congratulations my brother" Ghina said, hugging Imran from the side. He felt very happy, finally the Brother will soon give up his single period.

"Yes, pray dong dear."

Imran stroked his sister's hair dear. He also accelerated his marriage one of his goals so that the sister did not feel worried anymore because no one accompanied his mother. "You're the one who's really going to college, if you need anything, say Brother. If you have time, visit Mom's house."

"Surely Brother."

The day that Ghina and her mother were waiting for has arrived. After the sermon process conducted by Ilham against his future Sister-in-law named Najwa, Ghina became a super-busy person because she had to help prepare the event walimatul urs the Brother. He often visited Najwa's house to help prepare there.

Until the evening comes. Ghina looked at the ceiling. For a few days, she ignored her husband. But indeed Fatih also looks busy with his work in front of the laptop. Even a few days ago had to go to Banjarmasin for three days. Business travel said.

After almost a month of living together and almost every time they met, Ghina came to understand what Fatih's habits were. In addition to musical hobbies, her husband also linger in front of the laptop. Whether it's just playing games or working.

But their relationship is still the same. No progress, they decided to make friends with each other. Is it that hard to fall in love?

Tonight alone, Fatih had already told him not to stay the night. Because in the pesantren there is a khataman bil unseen event. Ghina was actually invited to join, but when Fatih saw the tired look of the wife, he finally just told Ghina to rest.

Until Imran's wedding day arrives, everyone is happy. Moreover, Ghina who seemed to not want to be separated staring at the first hero there. Fortunately, Imran is a man, so it does not require a guardian to hold a marriage contract. If his father comes here, maybe Ghina will just go.

Ah, how's that guy doing? I don't know, Ghina won't even ask what she's doing. It was as if it had vanished in the swallow of the earth. Leaving behind trauma that may be difficult to heal for the rest of his life.

"Crying you?" tanya Fatih who had been secretly watching Ghina sitting next to him while continuing to stare at the guarantee.

Ghina agreed, honestly. He looked towards Fatih. "Emang you are not sad, pas Mbak Nafisah or Mas Aziz married?" tanyakanya.

Fatih chuckles. "Yes, sad rada. That loss. Usually can mock her every day, but after being taken by her husband, can't anymore."

"But, most importantly, when I'm away from Mom, there's Kak Imran's wife in this house."

"If you want to visit every week, it's easy. We go back and forth Banjarmasin-Jorong not far too Na."

"Yes, but if you're in college, you're busy. Not to mention the same our business, and other things, especially if entering the organization. Yes, the point is that the shadow will rarely go home."

"Woi husband and wife!" Riki waved his hand. There too was Renata smiling at Ghina. As fate would have it, the two of them always came together to the wedding.

"How are you guys?" riki asked excitedly, after hugging Fatih and then kissed her cheeks lightning.

"Dirty!" Fatih curses and swipes her cheeks slowly. Disgusted by the behavior of his own friend.

"Hehehe, miss me tuh," frowned Riki. He looked at Fatih with a look of adoration, making Ghina who was paying attention also uncomfortable. "Since you're not in school, the fanbase group you don't take care of."

"There's you too" Fatih replied casually.

"Yes but you're the idol."

"Yes, you give them one-on-one. Relax, the salary will be smooth, flowing. But, if they want to stop ngefans the same as me, no papa anyway. So, I don't have to pay you a salary."

"Ih, pretty tauk. Let my father have a kebon as big as dutamall, but I also want to make my own money." Riki sulks with her lips.

Fatih laughed, "Yes, it's easy. Later we have business after entering college. So my employees will."

"Oh really?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"It's yes who is in college," said Renata who had been listening. Ghina just held Renata's hand.

"You want to go to college too, Ren? I can, I pay. But, I've got to be my wife first." Riki said confidently.

"Oh, my God. Given all your father's orange groves, wouldn't want to marry you, pawn!"

"Ren, it's already." Ghina.

"Na, I miss ya. Btw, I'm surprised when you spread out your brother's invitation, because I'll be given a chance eh." Renata covered her own mouth as Fatih and Riki looked at her with a 'amit-amit-amit nih chick' look'.

"My brother's not Ren's polygamous type."

Renata sighed, making Riki glare at her eyes. "You want to be Ren's second wife?" tanya couldn't believe it.

Renata stared back. "Nope, that's the time I got that big. Mending doesn't do well until old age, rather than grabbing people's husbands."

Riki laughed out loud hearing that while Ghina nudged Renata's arm. "Omongan do'a Ren."

"Damn, peace!"

Not felt, now Ghina and Fatih are preparing to go to the city. They've packed things. Renata also took off two of his classmates.

"Na, come home often, so don't miss me very much." Renata said sadly, her eyes glazed over. His hands hugged Ghina tightly, as if unwilling to let go.

"Yes Ren."

Ghina also hugged her mother for a long time, as well as her older sister and Najwa, who were already her sisters-in-law.

"I tipped my brother Fath" Imran said as he patted Fatih's shoulder. Ghina's husband just nodded with a smile.

"Who are you handing over your photocopyan business to?" asked Ghina, once they got to the front of the boarding that Fatih had rented.

They use the services of a pick up car that can all carry goods.

Travel for two hours, make them quite tired, so it feels like just want to take a break. In fact, on the road Ghina felt very sleepy, because of drinking Antimo, but she had to endure because she did not want to sleep like that and instead leaned on her husband's shoulder. It had been like that, but Ghina immediately came to her senses and preferred to widen her eyes firmly.

"There is a place there. I trust him, "Fatih replied as he lifted Ghina's suitcase. While the wife, already seen staggered because of the heavy burden of the backpack on his shoulders.

"I can only rent these costs." Fatih looked straight ahead. Put the suitcases and pay attention to their boarding pages that cannot be said to be broad. Next to it were three cosans of the same shape. "If I open a business here, we can move to a wider range of these."

"This is enough" Ghina said.

"Relatedly? but the room is only one. Yesterday, did you ask for two?"

"Well!"