Wedding Dust's
50. Nadya Ayunda
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Indeed, which husband does not hurt to see his wife in a car with another man in front of his eyes?
Bagas's current reaction is a natural reaction from a husband and a man who upholds self-esteem as the head of the family. I don't want to stop her from talking to Hansel, not at all. But I'm afraid anything will happen to him. Hansel was reckless, and would do anything to get what he wanted. I can feel it because I experienced it myself, Bagas must also know. His dark past is closely linked to Hansel's.
Hearing Bagas about to meet the man, my heart that had just calmed last night, again overwhelmed with worry that so whack. How did the thing I was afraid of happen? Namely, what if Hansel consciously hurt Bagas. Is it physical, or psychic?
Too much, but I'm really afraid to imagine it. Once again I reiterate, Hansel is reckless.
I stopped my cooking activities for a moment, then looked straight at the thick soup of rendang that was exploding with a blank look.
“Can I come?” I asked, hoping Bagas would agree and invite me when he met Hansel. Just to be on the lookout and make sure they don't do anything bad there.
I saw from the tail of the eye, Bagas dropped his arm which was originally folded in front of the chest, then walked towards me. “Make what?” tanyanya.
But swearing. I didn't want to meet with Hansel, I just wanted to make sure they spoke without any violence or violence.
“I don't want you why-why.” I replied honestly, because that's my goal.
“What am I really why? I just want to talk to him, do not want to find a storm let alone baku hantam.”
“That's you, Gas. Same story with Hansel. He was reckless.” I said started to rise. Really, I can't imagine Bagas getting hurt because of me.
Bagas approached, rubbed my hair and smiled. “Nothing will happen. I'll be fine. You don't need to come, eumm?!” bagas said as he tilted his head to look at my face. If this is the case, I can do nothing but hope and pray that all the bad thoughts in my head, do not happen to Bagas.
***
After cleaning the house and having breakfast together, we planned to take a break enjoying the rest of the time we had left.
It's still eleven o'clock in the afternoon. Bagas and I both lay down on the wide sofa in front of the television while looking at one of the Hollywood movies that have just been released by Netflix. During the movie, we just focus on the big screen in front of us without any talk. And now, the movie is done. Bagas replaced it with daylight news on one of his favorite private TV channels.
“You want to meet him at the office?” my question was suddenly, making Bagas turn his head swiftly on the pedestal of the two arms he made bearing.
“Eumm. If you want to drink coffee, yes while copying.”
I snorted in annoyance. He was still joking when my mind was not playing. “Gas. I'm serious.”
“I'm serious too, Nad. Anyway, I want to talk well, not to poke or cheat Hansel.” Bagas frowned with a hint of jaily laughter. “Why? Afraid of Hansel why?”
“Ish! That's not. I—”
“Iya, Nad. I-i know. I am not going to macem-macem. Seriously, I just want to have a light conversation with him.”
“Appointment?!” ketusku while thrusting the little finger in front of his face. Bagas giggled amusedly, but he replied with his pinky twisting my pinky.
“Appointments. You like ABG only?!”
I moved closer, braced myself by putting my head on one arm, embracing his waist, and wrapped around one leg with my leg.
“Aparticularly now?”
I doubt it, but I also have to talk about this because our new relationship has just begun. We have to be open and honest with each other. Remember, last night we both cried over our marriage. So I don't want anymore time when the same Bagas.
I can feel Bagas' chest moving, then slightly shaking. He was laughing.
“I am, it's up to you. You will be troubled if pregnant later.”
“Oh, seriously dong.”
Bagas laughed and pinched my nose, then peeked at the top of my head. “That's a lot, let's race.”
“Many of that, how many?”
Bagas turned the position facing me, then fully embraced my body. It turns out that this position is very comfortable, why not from the first often cuddle like this? Fun know.
“Four?” answer with a question intonation. He had already mentioned the number, so I had to give a response. I hope Bagas is happy with my answer.
“Four. First boy twins, second girl twins.” I said as I looked up my head wanting to know Bagas' expression when I said that.
And unexpectedly, his eye beads sparkled. He looked so happy that I could see a slight hue on both of his cheeks. “Bby. Is it from our family, there are twin descendants?”
Well, even discuss the twins. I'm a little disappointed, but that's okay, the important thing is that Bagas is happy and likes my answer.
“Mother once said, if the grandmother of the father there are twins.”
Bagas nodded, then kissed my nose which is still looking up at his face. “Okey. I have to plant seeds from now on. Who knows, right? We're getting a split of twins after your father missed one of his twin periods.”
I snorted tired. But I'm happy. I lowered my face and buried in the woody musk scented field of Bagas' body that I liked. “OK. We have to be diligent. You do not eat weird, do not drink alcoholic beverages, do not like to go to bars or anything when we start children's program.”
Bagas laughed with the words that came out of my mouth. “Iya. Anybody who drinks alcohol, I don't drink drinks like that.”
“Entertainment. You are the one who forgot.”
Bagas tightened his embrace and laughed off until I was almost out of breath and thrashed to be released.
“Iya, sorry. Khilaf.”
My cetus doesn't want to be disputed. “Khilaf but done again. That's his name is not satisfied.”
“Now again, deh. Appointment.”
It was silent for a moment, until I felt something reacting between my navels.
“You directly want?”
“You anyway, discuss the child. Been up. You deliberately tempt me so?” he answered without sin to shame me.
“Ih, kepedean.” sahutku already shy. He's really good at making a woman blush with his word trap.
“No pity, but to be honest. You did tease me, right?”
Why is this conversation leading to the manufacturing process anyway?
“Ngak. I just want to open up and discuss the problem of the same child you.”
“But it's been this way.” he said frustratedly, started kissing my cheeks. “Can I request now?”
How can I refuse if Bagas has confined me like this. He even kissed every inch of my face, and ended up smearing my lips.
I was tempted to return the kiss with no less heat, until we finally forgot the land and began to be dragged by gaiety.
One crack hard enough to be a marker for temporary separation of our lips. Then, with a little hunting breath, Bagas whispered in my ear, “You continue in the room?” []
^^^to be continue.^^^