
Eyed-eyed looking with twinkle teasing for a couple who were walking hand in hand towards the dining table.
The goddess felt clumsy, at once awkward. The shame had also mixed with the pain he endured.
"That's ... The goddess is still sick, huh?" Mom asked worriedly.
The Papa gave a smile, taking a quick glance at the daughter-in-law who had been sitting on the opposite seat.
As for the Goddess, her face had been bowed in shame. Confused what to answer.
Andre turned to the Goddess, looking that face a little pale.
"You, sick ... yes? Since when? Last night was fine, wasn't it?" ask Andre bertubi.
The man was unconscious, if the question even added shame on the face of the Goddess.
If only they weren't at her parents' house. Perhaps the Goddess would rather drown herself under the covers. Not doing any activity.
However, this time ..they were gathering at the dining table. Like eating simalakama fruit, gathering teased .. choose sleep too, surely will be tempted as well.
The goddess chose to shake her head, without intending to answer the questions for her. She was busy eating breakfast for her husband.
"Andre, slow down .. don't make my child in pain" said papa cautiously.
"Sir ...!" mama called out softly, suppressing her voice.
Papa grinned the horse. "It's been months, Dewi's still in pain."
Andre choked, his spoon still hanging in the air not so bribed into the mouth.
The Goddess swiftly picked up a drink for Andre.
Andre took a glass from his wife's hand, then drank it with one toilet. After that, he gave his empty glass to the Goddess.
Dewi welcomes Andre's glass. "You, again?" the Goddess asked, her hands stroking her husband's back.
"Udah." Andre replied slowly, with a warm look.
Papa cleared his throat, cutting off the view of Goddess and Andre.
"The world belongs to both. If again kasmaran," chirped papa.
"Look, um. Tempt them to continue." Mama hit papa's arm.
The face of the Goddess met red, her lips turned into a smile.
Andre looked at the gentle Goddess. He was stunned to see a smile adorning the beautiful face of the Goddess.
"Udah .. already, eat. Straight away full see you guys continue."
"Father!!" The goddess and mother cried out.
In a corner of the room, several servants laughed at the harmony of their employer's family.
"Shame, Pa. .. look at them, tuh." Mama glanced at the maids who were giggling amusedly.
After that, the atmosphere became quiet. Because papa had been engrossed in enjoying his breakfast, more precisely refraining from teasing his son-in-law.
***
"So, how's your college progress, Ndre?" ask me to start the conversation.
Now they are gathered in the family room.
"Living waiting for the hearing, Pa. The schedule has come out" replied Andre steadily.
"You can work at Papa's company," papa bargained.
"Hmm." Doubt slipped into Andre's chest. The man glanced at the Goddess who was engrossed in a joke with mama. "Andre's not good, Pa," he replied hesitantly.
"I'll talk to the Goddess first." Andre tried to find a solution to his heart's doubts.
Papa nodded in agreement. "Yes, it's necessary. Whatever the decision of a husband, it is appropriate to ask his wife's opinion."
Andre nodded in disdain at his in-laws advice.
"Ma, I'm going to my room ...." The goddess stood up, glancing briefly at papa and her husband. The two people he loved were talking seriously. The goddess undoes the intention to say goodbye, she immediately walks towards the room.
Andre gasped in shock, when he realized that his wife was no longer in the family room. Then, he said goodbye to the room.
With quick steps, Andre caught up with the Goddess towards the room.
Without knocking on the door, Andre opened the room door. The Goddess was lying on her side in bed.
With a doubtful step, Andre approached and sat down on the edge of the bed. His head facing sideways turned to the Goddess who was lying down with her eyes closed. His hand stretched out stroked his woman's cheek. 'We really have become husband and wife now. What am I supposed to do?' tanyanya.
The goddess blinked her eyes, feeling a subtle touch on both of her cheeks.
For a moment, Andre felt awkward. She was shocked by the Goddess for what she did.
Andre did not think that the Goddess was not sleeping. Except just close your eyes. So, to eliminate his clumsy taste, Andre also raised his hand that was still perched on the cheek of the Goddess. Setting his expression looking flat, unraveling the shame.
Andre's gaze was glued to an old photo on the table tucked between the other photos. Andre stood up, taking the frame.
A photo of an athlete's olympics that is deeply attached to his memory. Yes, it was his match about eight years ago.
At that time, Andre won the gold medal in the national athlete championship.
Andre turned his head, looking questioningly at the Goddess who had apparently sat squeezing both hands, agitated.
"This ...." Andre showed the picture to the Goddess. "Picture when I fight. How did you get it? Are you there?"
"Ah that .. hmmm, no. I accidentally got the picture." The goddess took the picture. Then stand up, and put the frame back to its original place in an inverted position.
Andre looked confused. Her forehead now has many wrinkles.
"N-intentionally?" ask Andre later.
"Sister, when do we get home?" The goddess diverted the conversation. He didn't want Andre to talk about the Poto.
"Eh, that .. hmm, when do you want it? I'm just trying to get it." Andre stroked his nape, moving his head left and right.
"Go home now, yeah ...." The goddess stood leaning against the table. He looked at Andre.
"Oh, okay," replied Andre briefly.
Dewi also prepared, taking care of some equipment he brought while staying. Linger rooming with Andre, making him misbehave.
Dewi still considers, if Andre did it because it stuck the atmosphere. If, it turns out that the man does not really want it then he is exhausted, burned by the restless feeling burning in the chest.
The goddess chose to go home. Back to the normal life he lived. Home with Andre, but no room sleep. It was better for his heart at this moment.
Undeniably, Andre's status with Anggita is still in a relationship. With him, there is also no definite clarity.
Mama and papa certainly felt surprised, because suddenly Dewi and Andre say goodbye to go home. They want to stay longer. But how else. His son has married. It was no longer possible to hold them back any longer, while the Goddess herself asked to go home
The goddess sits on a motorbike with a tense position. He was confused as to how to sit, or what. Even the Dewi was confused, having to put his hands where. Finally, he put his hand on the back.
The goddess was confused as the motor pulled over to the side of the road, then stopped there. Even more confused, when he saw Andre coming down. Then walk behind him, pulling the two hands that were still holding firmly.
Andre was furious with the behavior of the Goddess, could-may his wife choose the handle to the back of the motor rather than holding to his waist.
Infuriated, Andre pulled both hands of the Goddess, placed them on his waist before pushing his bike back.
Andre smiled in satisfaction, as the Goddess did not resist his treatment.