Waiting for First Love to Return
APPROACHES

"Well the motor, Rey?" I'm not sure I'm going to ride his big bike.

I've never been on a big bike, most riding a matic bike. And everywhere more often by car. But the car is still at home. And ever since I was brought here, I've never played in my house again. Always stay at home. Out most intercept the vegetable to buy cooking ingredients.

"I am your husband. Call a good dong." Starting a protest will call me who only mention the name. seems not to accept with my call.

"What asked to be called anyway?" Still standing on the side of the bike that Reyhan has driven.

"It's a polite call. Ayok. The hunt's tonight." His order.

"Lazy time." My move while riding the motorbike .Because of the difficulty of riding the problem prestige does not want to hold on to the front driver.

"About usually ride a mulu car."

"It's not. This time the bike. Tomorrow change to matic."

"Just boy. This beloved motor." Started the motor after I was sure I was riding.

"Hey. Be careful dong." I screamed in shock when my body felt like it was going to bounce because the motor was traveling suddenly at speed. It was deliberately someone who made me hang. Want me to fall or what?

Reflexively to avoid falling, I pulled his shirt and wrapped my arms around his stomach. Breath is still burning with the effects of shock. My heart is still beating above normal.

"Well, that's dong. Hold on to fall." He said casually, and linked my two hands that were coiled around his stomach.

"intentionally yes. What if I fall?" The protest . Shout furiously and hit her back. Take back the hand that was holding on to her. Fortunately it didn't fall.

"Kalo, kalo. The important thing is not to fall, right?" Stay relaxed riding the bike. Not feeling guilty scared me for almost bouncing back. He pulled my hand back to loop around his stomach. " Gini handle, lo. Let's not really fall."

Silent. I said without protest. Still afraid of falling down. Even though you sit up straight. Avoiding leaning on his back.

The motor has come out of the housing complex. Started through the crowded streets of food vendors. If there is no food seller in the house of in-laws on the side of Gini street. Exit approximately one kilo meter, new full of street vendors that meet the roadside.

"You never dated?" Suddenly asked. Which surprised me plus astonished. Why talk about massalu?

"Why indeed?" Still fashion judes.

"Ask aja. Ride the motor amu husband just tell the handle is very difficult. It seems that times are usually always alone."

Deg. What the hell is this?

You're wrong Rey. I'm like this because I've been dating. And still hoping to have a chance to get back to first love. Even though I was conscious as aware. If that chance had been taken away. But I haven't opened my heart to the new. Trying to give distance to my heart.

"But I love independent women. Although I also like a slightly spoiled woman." Further again.

"Who would prefer it? Self-sufficient or spoiled?" I asked ketus, who was greeted with a crisp laugh by him.

"both."

"Yes already. Find an independent and spoiled wife." I said with great emphasis. Why am I so happy with him saying that?

"I have a wife."

"So what does that mean? "

"It's nothing. Where are you going to eat this?" Redirect discussion. Reduce the speed of vehicles through food carts.

"Basing is. "

"Want meatballs? There's chicken noodles there too. "Rose. Saw a lot of meatball carts queuing up.

"Nggk. Not eating meatballs." Reject me.

"You eat a lot, don't you?" Ledeknya looked back with a smile that had not disappeared.

"Why? Don't like?"

"Like it. Eat a lot. Let's have more energy to continue the mission." He said with eyes glancing at me and a seductive smile.

"What mission?" Sok doesn't understand. And not interested in understanding. "Eat that." Pointing a ketoprak seller cart.

"okkey. I eat whatever you're from." Park the motor near the seller I appointed. With a crunchy shake that is not at all interesting.

After eating we went straight home. It seems that throughout the togetherness Reyhan tried hard to always make a conversation that I answered ala perfungnya.

The morning has arrived. Tumben this morning I woke up first. Because I still feel Reyhan's warm embrace from behind me. With a subtle snoring sounded. I moved to face him. Want to get up and let go of the hug. But urung. It turns out comfortable also sleeping in this embrace.

Seeing her calm face while sleeping made my hand move on its own to touch her face. Caressing her clean cheeks without acne scars. Touching his black eyebrows, as well as his bangir nose. Down touched his thick lips.

If he wakes up, how dare he hold on? For a moment let me enjoy the beauty of God's creation. Gratitude has this charming husband.

"Wanna try?" A hoarse voice that surprised me. Slowly the eyes opened. Made me step back and give me some distance. Look away from shame. Because in fact I was getting closer because his embrace was getting tighter.

"Hemmzz. Want to try it?" His face approached me. Makes me try hard to avoid and hide a face that has been flushed with embarrassment.

"Ah, disappointed. Kirain was holding on because she wanted to try this halal kiss." Disappointed face. Seeing me hide my face behind the blanket. I can't see the look now. Must be a tortured sok.

My body feels hot cold. Especially in such a close position. I can feel something stuck in Reyhan's face. Like stabbing to protest behind his cage.

"What the hell?" Retaining a blanket that is pulled to open. "Wake up there. I want that Adhan." Reigning down first when the sound of a bedug being hit. The prayer time has arrived. Adhan voices filled the dawn sky. From mosques and mosholas.

According to the child. Maybe because it's time to wake up. Take off the hug and get off the bed. I'm still comfortable hiding behind a blanket. Until Reyhan left the room for the mosque, I just got out and started the day.

Nothing in my morning has changed. Try cooking while cleaning. Other family members out of the room are neatly ready to go to start their respective activities. I'm done with all the housework. Just sweep the front yard and water the collection of plants owned by the husband.

This morning Mommy took breakfast at the dinner table. I finished the shower . While Beti and her husband immediately went when Mother joined the table to eat. Although breakfast is not over yet.

"You want Tasya to get breakfast now, Bun? Eat huh?" I said to offer a meal to Mother who stared sadly at the passing of her son and daughter-in-law. Staring at him until lost behind the door. I took the plate to prepare breakfast.

"That's right, Bun. We are still here to accompany you to breakfast. Come on breakfast." Reyhan added with his best smile.

"Any mother's food in the room." The tape is slow, and turns back the wheelchair to return to the room.

"Why the hell?" I asked my husband. Need an explanation will be sad face Mother. Usually when I accompany meals and stories, mother cheerful. Why did this morning change? Is there something wrong with the two people who just left the dining table?

"Nggk. There's anterine eating Mother." The orders I follow immediately. Reyhan continued to eat breakfast alone.

This morning, I want to eat alone. Asking me out to take care of the husband who is about to leave for work. Effluent expulsion for wanting to be alone.

"Udah finished? " I asked to see an empty plate. "Wait for what?" I'm surprised, because Reyhan's still sitting at the dinner table. Not yet gone, even though time is moving forward. Not afraid of what late?

"This morning you cooked a lot?"

Uh. Why ask for food? I cooked as usual. And still quite a lot. Because both sisters-in-law ate only a little. Usually every meal I eat always add.

"lots. Want to add? Not full yet?"

"Udah is full." Swiping his stomach which he said was full.

"Teruuuss?" Still don't know what this guy wants.

"I want your lunch." He said with a snort .

"Yes, what's the problem? Lunch time back home. I'm a good masakin. I'm so worried like that." Passed away leaving him who was still sitting in his place. I intend to go out for flowers.

"My break time wasn't that long." His eyes were singing lips. Which makes me stop the pace, and snatch it out. Back to the husband.

"How do you want it?" Keep me. Test your patience with husband.

"That." Appointing fried rice leftover breakfast, as well as eggs that are still there. Which made me look in the direction in question.

"You're being carried ?" I don't believe it. How good is fried rice for lunch? It was cold to eat later.

But I saw Reyhan nodding his head slowly with happy sparkling eyes.

"Oh." Teapot jidat. But I still follow.

How do kids go to school, right? Pake nyiapin stock everything. Seneng saw the provisions.

"What canteen is there?" I still can't believe my husband's will. Said the principal. Cook to school with fried rice?

"There's."

"Truuss?"

"You eat the cooking of your beloved wife." Ngedrama. Clarify the end he said. Which makes me shake my head.