WARM WEDDING
Two Weeks

The atmosphere of the living room of the Abas residence was very crowded this morning, they were having guests. Bela and Fadir are seen sitting in the living room, both of them have been busy chatting with Mely and Mama.

In between their chat, Mely was cool to taste the fruit brought by her best friend. Before telling Bela to come, he had ordered to buy fresh food to his best friend. Not wanting to disappoint pregnant women who have cravings, Bela tried to find it.

Bela had to try hard enough to find the food that Mely asked for, this morning where she had to find a voice.. But thank God, when going through the alley in front of his house. Bela cross paths with a traveling fruit Builder. "Your ridicule is Mel" he said in his heart.

Now, Mely seemed to enjoy the spirit that He brought. Everything Bela brought almost spent. If Abas had not shown up to bother him again, it would have probably all disappeared from his container.

"Eat well, baby, let's get fat like a clown," Abas always had the ingredients to mute his wife.

Hearing the teasing from the husband, Mely was unaffected. He even mentioned what food he wanted to eat next. Hearing her daughter-in-law's wish, Mama just smiled. He stroked Mely's stomach.

"You eat what honey, say the same Oma. Don't let it go!"

Mama's eyes looked at Abas, while Abas who got a sharp look from Mama only smiled wryly.

"I'm following all Ma, make no mistake! isn't it baby?"

Abas seeks a defense on Mely. He wants Mely to remember satay's tragedy yesterday. Mely who feels innocent even indifferent, he continues to eat the fruit. Like nothing happened.

"Yes, you're leaving quickly. The more daylight, the more it gets stuck!" mom's orders.

"Yes, Mama,"

Mely got up from her seat, leaving behind a fruit which she had almost finished eating alone.

"That's a lot you Mel," Bela quipped.

"Later if you're pregnant, I'm curious to see what we're going to crave" Mely replied to Bela's insinuation with a smile.

"Come on... Here!" Abas holding his wife's hand, from the living room to the car his hands are still interlocked.

"That's uda's hand got the glue, huh? it seems that it can not escape," said Bela who had earlier nyir nyir behind Mely and Abas.

"So much you see Bel," replied Abas. He began to serve Bela who was famous and chatty.

"Grammy, Fad.. How do you feel about going out with radio konslet?"

Feeling that Abas had insulted her, Bela did not want to.

"Actually I don't want to make a storm. But since Abas started first, okay! I bought it, brother!"

Hearing Bela's chant, everyone there immediately laughed. Fadir who was just silent, He stroked his lover's hair. "Udah yes.. I turn it off, don't be noisy. Come inside!" Fadir immediately pinched Bela's nose. Made Bela scream for a moment.

Along the way Mely and Bela connect the song. The two men put together to sing the song in a fitting voice. Abas and Fadir had to let go of their ears, listening to a song that was like the sound of a can of rhombus.

Not feeling the time passed, Mely was now asleep on the shoulders of her husband. Bela, like having more energy. He was still awake and was seen accompanying Fadir's ceremony so as not to get sleepy.

Abas was silent, occasionally stroking the crest of Mely drooping on his shoulders. I don't know what he's thinking right now. Until the moment the car passed the sleeping police and caused a slight shock, Mely woke up. So did Abaz, he also awoke from his daydreams.

"I'm sorry, yeah,"

Fadir felt bad, he should be more careful because he was carrying pregnant women.

"No papa" said Mely.

"Here sleep again!" Abas held his wife's shoulder, and asked Mely to lean back on her shoulder.

"Udah is not sleepy anymore, just want to see the scenery. It's green, it really lives here!"

Mely turned her gaze to the window next to her. He was fascinated by nature paintings. The scene that was plastered before him at this moment, was like a painting drawn in a calendar. Not far from there are some strawberry plantations.

"Mas Fadir, stop here huh. I want to eat strawberries straight out of the pick" she asked her husband's secretary.

Abas nodded his head, as if to code his secretary. Fadir's looking for the right place to park his car. Because of the uphill location, he must be extra careful hat. While Mely was impatient, from a distance he could see the strawberry fruit that began to grow.

As soon as the car stopped, Mely opened the door and rushed out. Abas until not finished thinking with the level of this one bumil. Abas himself when he was about to get out of the car, his steps stopped. There's a call coming in on his phone. He picked up the phone before closing the door.

Abas was talking to someone on the phone. Even though he was talking, his eyes were still watching his wife's whereabouts. Mely was walking in front of him, she was about to cross the road. Mely looked hurried, he did not pay attention to the call of Bela.

It feels Mely is impatient to pick and eat directly strawberryny fruit. From far away, we see a motorist who is driving very fast. Seeing the danger lurking his wife. Abas immediately ran towards the place where Mely was.

He does not care about people who still talk to him over the phone. Right now his eyes were only on Mely who was in a dangerous situation. Mely was still casually crossing the road, she still did not know what danger lay before her.

"May...."

Abas shouted to his wife's name. Mely immediately turned her head when her name was called, She looked at Abas who had run towards her. There was a strange feeling, what was with the look on her husband's face. Only anxiety was reflected on her husband's face. Mely's gaze also turned to the roar of the motorcycle engine that was approaching her.

His legs were numb, he could not move both of his legs. Mely was glued to the spot. Seeing Mely frozen still, Abas grabbed his wife's body. Now that he is with Mely, it seems that Abas is unlikely to push the body of his pregnant wife. Abas just held Mely in his arms.

There is no time to escape the danger. If it has to happen, it happens. Abas closed his eyes, as if he had resigned to the fate that would befall them both. The roar of the engine is getting closer and closer...

Bela screamed hysterically, calling out the name of the theme, He was resting on the ground. His legs were trembling as if unable to hold his body. Fadir who was near Bela tried to hold his body. Fadir's eyes were also fixed on Mely and Abas who were now on the brink of danger.

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