THERE'S ALWAYS A LEANING PLACE
Again because of Meli

Azka guided Meli into the room which was studded with flowers. Attractive decorations typical of the bridal room coloring the room.

Meli swept a glance around the room. He seemed to admire the room's decor. Azka smiled at Meli who was amazed.

“Come, login! Time from now on stood by this door. Do you want to be a doorman?” seloroh Azka's.

Meli smiled shyly. He just realized that from then on just standing still. With a slow step, he approached the bed and sat on its edge.

“Darling, are you not angry? Don't want to shower? Or want me to take a shower?” Azka blinked her eyes.

“Ih, what the hell? I take a shower first. But, where's my dress?” Meli looked confused.

Azka. He himself did not know about clothes. Just about to contact someone, his eyes were pounded on the folds of cloth on the sofa.

“Maybe it. I'll ambush for a moment.” Azka stepped onto the sofa. The folds of the fabric pink color. “I thought this was a shirt for you.”

Meli received it and quickly entered the bathroom. Azka threw her body into the bed. He imagined that Meli would soon come out without her hijab.

Ten minutes, fifteen minutes, thirty minutes already Meli in the bathroom. Azka started to get nervous. However, he still held back. When the watch on her wrist showed that she was alone in bed for an hour, Azka got up. The release of the silvery suit. It also releases a clock that coils around the wrist.

“Mel, are you still inside? Long time bathing? Come on, I also want to take a shower" Azka said as she banged on the bathroom door.

“Shortly!” mole from inside.

Azka was standing in front of the bathroom. Five minutes passed, the door was not open. Azka took off her shirt and trousers, leaving behind a singlet and boxer shirt.

“Meli! You sleeping?” Azka banged on the bathroom door again.

“Eng—. I—ini to exit.” Meli's voice sounded nervous.

The bathroom door opened. Look Meli wearing a night gown made of satin pink lace decorated on the neck and arms.  He lowered his head.

Azka gaped Meli site so beautiful. But, ....

“Why wear a shabby hijab so?” ask Azka wonder.

“A—aanya this,” Meli replied nervously. He did not dare to look at Azka.

“What to wear? Just leave! I take a shower first,” Azka said as she stepped into the bathroom.

Instead of taking a shower, Azka looked in the mirror. He smiles indistinctly.

When exiting the bathroom with a fresh face, Azka found Meli sitting pensive.

“Cock daydreaming?” azka Tegur.

Meli. He was shocked to see Azka.

“Kok Mas Azka not wearing clothes?”

“The clothes were dirty. I just found a boxer under your shirt. Yeah, well, I'm just wearing the same boxer bathrobe. This must be the work of Mas Farhan,” Azka replied casually.

“Kok so suuzon same Mas Farhan?”

“Hehe... My brother likes jail sometimes. Are you still wearing a gini hijab? We are legitimate. So, I can see your aurat. I open, yes,” Azka said as she approached.

Meli just nodded. He's back down.

“Here, don't duck that! I'm having trouble opening the pin later.” Azka grabs Meli's chin, then is lifted.

Seeing Meli's face so close, Azka could not help herself. He brought his face closer to Meli's face and fused their lips together.

For a few seconds, they dissolve in the union of two pairs of boneless organs. Once satisfied, Azka took off. He smiled with satisfaction. Then his hand moved to remove the cloth that covered Meli's head.

“It turns out your hair is long. Hmm, very fragrant,” said Azka while kissing Meli's hair.

Meli did not respond with words. He just smiled shyly.

“You ready? Already know his prayers?” whiskey Azka.

Meli nodded steadily. He looked at Azka for a moment.

“Can I hear how he prayed?”

“Bismika Allahuma ahya wa bismika amut,” Meli replied quickly.

Azka surprise. He forgot to sit on the side of the bed. Due to the rapid spontaneous movement, he fell to the floor.

“Aw, sick,” hiss Azka while rubbing her ass.

“Mas Azka why sit down. Fall, Mas?”

“It's clear I fell, still nanya. Why did his voice change? How is the room also so dimly lit gini?” inner Azka.

“Mel, are you really strong?” ask Azka.

“Mel? I'm Edi, Mas. Mas Azka dreamin Mbak Meli, yes?”

Azka surprised. His eyes widened as the room lights lit up brightly. The face of Edi he saw, not Meli.

“Ah, it turns out that it is really Mas Edi,” complained Azka shriek.

Edi could not help his laughter. He held his shaken stomach.

“It's impatient, huh? Just proposed a few hours ago. Another week, Mas, Ijabnya. Not long, really,” joked Edi who has lost his sleepiness.

“Aaah, I know too. But the dream was suddenly present,” complained Azka.

“What dream was it?” ask Edi kepo.

“I—it, I'm in the room with Meli. Aaah, stop!” Azka slumped her body into the bed, hiding her face into a pillow.

Ed laughed again. He just found out that people in love can be silly. He smiled considering the time it fell on Mira after eating meatballs.

“Ya already, then Mas Azka slept again. Tomorrow we go back to Jogja. After that, Mas Azka had to prepare everything for the wedding. It's close, Mas.” Edi gave advice.

Azka turned her body quickly. He looked at Edi.

“Not Mas Edi's men who take care of his letters?” ask Azka.

“For the letters indeed I have sent my men. Later he will take care of both those in Jogja and those in Jember. Anyway, Mas Azka handed over the recording business until the publication of the marriage book to Sarno. He is reliable.”

“Thank God then. I don't mind thinking about it. Then, why did Mas Edi tell me to prepare for the wedding if Sarno was reliable?”

“Indeed, marriage is just a letter? Tomorrow Mas Azka ask Mother Mas Azka!” Edi smelled a smile.

“That, huh? Yes, tomorrow I ask you,” said Azka.

“Now Mas Azka sleep again! Still at 1 o'clock. Tomorrow it takes stamina to travel 500 kilometers. Who knows if I or Mr. Nono, or Mr. Yudi needs to be replaced,” said Edi.

Azka nodded. He turned off the room lights and put his body back on the bed. He asked Edi to book a doble bed for the two of them. Before going to bed, Azka talks a lot about marriage with Edi.

“Can't yes, the dream that just went on? Ah, it's a pity that her dream has just opened the hijab. I'm wearing a fall, anyway. It's because of you, Mel. Why do you even say a prayer to sleep, anyway? Twice I fell out of bed because of Meli,” muttered Azka in heart.

Close the eyes that begin to weigh. Unfortunately, the dream did not return. Azka slept until 3.

The next day, they are ready to go back to Jogja. Their suitcases go into the trunk.

“Ka, last night you ate the donut, didn't you?” asked Bu Aisyah while arranging souvenirs from the Meli family.

“Neg. Why, Bun?” asked Azka without looking.

“Wah, the loss of not eating doughnuts made by prospective wives,” always Mr. Haris.

“Hah? Iyeakah? That Meli donut that made?” asked Azka while looking at Bu Aisyah.

“Lho, indeed you did not hear the words of Meli's mother, Dek?” Farhan.

"Don't you run out of donuts, Dek? Forgot?" chirps Via.

Azka just scratched her head that was not itchy. He remembered last night's application. The new time came, he was groggy and half dead. He cannot yet set his heart. It turned out that the would-be-in-law was not as scary as he had imagined.  Meli's father was 11-12 with his only daughter, making Azka able to adjust.

"Perhaps words and deeds are not in line. Last night said my wife could cook with mom. Forgetting that a smart wife would make a cake" Farhan said, glancing at his sister.

“Ya already, tomorrow if it is legitimate you can ask Meli to make donuts every day,” said Via.

“Yes not every day also times,” muttered Azka while closing the back door of the car.

“Ready in the next five days. Stamina must be strong, Mas!” Mr. Yudi also mocked the bride-to-be.

Where is Ratna? He was standing while arranging the picture in a delusion. In his mind, a shadow of Salsa appeared with a distinctive heartbroken sad face. Then, the shadow changed with Rio's face proposing with a single rose. The alternating daydreams made him unconscious if only silent sculpting.

“Ratna, are you still at home in Jember? Or do you stay here until next week, help the Meli family?” reprimand Via while patting Ratna on the shoulder.

Ratna jerks. He looked up while smiling in shame. He got into the car, joined the bride-to-be.

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