Waiting for First Love to Return
Surprise at Home

The sun started to rise. Provide warmth to the inhabitants of the earth. Forcing people to start activities. Fill the day off with family togetherness. Creating memories with loved ones. Enjoy being together after a week of work.

Today our family enjoyed the weekend. Holidays together . Not to forget Bang Bagas and his wife's children, also Marta, and Abah participated.

Beach. That's the place we're headed to. Because it is a place close to our village. Coastal village. Than a vacation to a faraway place. Looking for the close. The important thing is the togetherness, not the place.

"Yank. Here." Call Reyhan who is sitting in the dugout alone, waving a hand asking me to come closer.

I just whined and ran away, followed by playing with Tama. Bang Bagas who approached accompanied Reyhan. While Abah happens to meet people who do not know who I do not know. Chat together.

Marta is more fun to be a photographer. While Ina's brother chose to run on the beach chasing Tama. Enjoy the occasional wave that hit the ocean. And laughing enjoys the sensation of being attracted when the water recedes.

I acted like a child playing with water. Squeezing set foot on the soft sand that is crammed by waves. No matter the trousers that have been rolled stay wet exposed to water when the big waves come. Even Tama was already drenched after rolling on the roll of the waves. Fortunately, he had a change of clothes.

The men were just talking looking at us. While eating fried beans from a traveling salesman.

The sun began to lean west, the sign of daylight changed in the afternoon. We decided to go back home. Sleep in the car all the way. The journey took only half an hour to get home.

Until my house was directly covered on the bed. Without shower. Simply change clothes directly to sleep.

"Wake up, wake up." Reyhan's voice disturbed my sleep. With my hands slapped my cheeks.

"What the hell, Rey?" He shook off his hand that still held both of my cheeks.

cup. A brief kiss landed on the cheek. I am more courageous as a husband.

"Ranchan." I got angry, got up and hit him hard on the shoulder.

Cup, cup. Replace landing on the lips.

"God." Sitting upright threw a pillow at him, and grunted a piece.

"Still call Rey or Reyhan, the sign says kiss." Threaten her with a grinning smile, emphasizing the mention of her name. Back closer to me who was sitting beside the wall.

"Yes, Bang Reyhan." I said keki." Not anymore." Closing his face with both hands when his face is near.

"Curtain, bang." I don't like the calls I choose.

"Keep what?" Irritated. Opening his face when he did not feel his breath in front of me. He gave distance, away.

"Don't dream of being called darling or ayang." my lips are upset.

"Well, that's better." His reply was relaxed with a sparkling face of pleasure. "Repeat again?" His face again drew closer.

"What?" Sting me with a punch in his chest. Requesting retreat.

"Call that kayak you just now. I also call you often with a call dear." He said by moving his eyebrows teasingly. " I'm younger. Don't want to be called mas, bang, or whatever."

"Come, Ay. A-y-a-n-g." I said by spelling the word ayang. My own lips call that call. Something is strange. I used to date never call my darling. Call him a name because of his age. He didn't protest either.

"That's better. Thanks." Thanks." He said and stole a kiss once more before getting out of bed and walking away.

Basic male. I love kissing. Gerutuku quietly and rubbed the rough cheek former kiss.

"Be prepared. We're home." His orders before leaving the room.

"What's? go home? I still want to be here." I screamed and ran out to catch up with him. Wanting to protest would be his will asking to go home.

"No ma..." My scream stopped when I got a look of horror from Abah and bang Bagas who were outside the room. Reyhan was sitting quietly pretending not to know.

There are people outside, right? Conscious, not at home.

"sorry. Bah." My whine was spoiled and hugged abah from behind, glancing sharply at the husband who was sitting indifferently. I hope you don't get angry at my behavior.

"Hem." Sahutan has no interest.

"I still miss the same brother, Cook has been invited home." Complain. Hoping to get a defense and be held here.

"Yes, play here again next time." An answer beyond hope.

"But, bah. What's wrong if I want to stay here longer?School can leave here with Abah. Closer to even." Intend to persuade.

I don't want to say what my husband says. Just lazy to meet Beti and see her arrogant and haughty look.

"There you are ready." The orders cannot be disputed.

"Because it's Tasya's ngusir?" Putting on the saddest and most disappointed face of not being able to stay longer.

"not ngusir. Be a good wife. " Clap my hand on his shoulder. I just scowled in annoyance and glared angrily at the husband who was smiling won instead.

"Yes, that's it." Lirihku. Go back to the room to get ready.

I finally came home this afternoon cheerfully after Rey promised every weekend I'd play at my house. Even though just staying overnight is nothing, than nothing at all.

I got into my own car on the grounds that it would be nice to travel. You can also take your mother for a walk if there is a car. No need to rely on ojek if you want to travel while the husband has not returned home. The car is mine, because I bought it myself from my work.

Be me driving home, while my husband riding his favorite motorcycle. Kayak husband and wife again marahan aja yak.

"You want to go home or stop by first?" Reyhan asked who had been on the bike and was wearing his helmet. I was in the car, but I didn't walk. Still in the house.

"Where to?" What do you think you want to do this afternoon?

"Yes, don't know. Who knows if you want to find food, so that the house does not have to bother cooking again." Obviously husband.

"Nggk. " Seeing the clock from hp. And estimate at home what time, and still had time to cook or not. "Because I've been shopping a lot. " I said after allowing to cook at home. And it's been imagined what will cook later in the afternoon.

"okkey. I also miss eating your cooking." Reyhan said smiling sweetly, then let me walk first.

All the way my husband's motorbike always drove behind me. Escorting my car from behind. No matter if the car is going as slow as possible, he does not want to overtake. I also started to speed up as I increased my speed.

I smiled at him myself from the rearview. Until now, we have arrived at the house we were going to. It's an hour's drive from my house to my in-laws' house.

Enter the house made dumbfounded with the shape of a merciful house. Many food crumbs are scattered on the floor. With the chair falling apart out of place. Like it's been made for a show at home.

"Why the hell? How weird is it to see it?" Reyhan asked who just came in and saw me spread my gaze all over with an annoyed face.

"Look ni. Why did the ship break like this? " I'm upset to point to everything that's scattered.

Reyhan only took a deep breath. As if I was used to seeing this. Doesn't feel weird.

"Sunday is usually Beti brother there are gatherings with his friends. Maybe today just happens to be our turn at home." Obviously trying to understand me. And I wish I could have cursed him.

"Yes if there is a clean up event again dong." Pissed me and stomped the rough feet of a stifled bin.

" Yes, you cooked there. Let me clean up here." Designate the same living room and family room.

I agree with the husband's proposal. Choosing to put the bag in the room, continue cooking. While Reyhan nyamperin Mother first before starting cleaning.

"Astagfirrullah's. Starches..." I screamed loudly calling the one with a name. Furious bin annoyed me.