
Elnaz wriggled lazily while trying to open his eyes that still felt sleepy, he was about to rise from his sleep but was blocked because Arfan's hand was coiled in his stomach. Elnaz's lips smiled, he raised his husband's hand slowly and then he crawled down from the bed.
The dawn prayer had rumbled, Elnaz went to the bathroom to take ablution. And when he came out, he found Arfan who was sitting cross-legged on the bed while looking at Elnaz with his lips cut funny.
"Why?" ask Elnaz.
"Why not wake up?" Arfan asked back.
"El see Kak Arfan is very sleepy, then adzan also really" replied Elnaz then took a cool and spread it on the floor.
"Silver is very tired and still very sleepy" Arfan said later.
"Why did you wake up?" ask Elnaz again.
"Because there's no you in the arms of sister, Princess. Where can you sleep soundly without you" said Arfan who immediately made Elnaz's cheeks blush.
"Ish, Arfan's sister is dreadful" he cetus that makes Arfan chuckle, Arfan was down from the bed and he teased Elnaz by pretending to kiss her, which immediately makes Elnaz avoid.
"El has taken ablution, brother Arfan neh" he grumbled.
"Hehe, wait for Brother. We pray together"
.........
This morning, Bu Yuni made more food than usual, of course because there was Elnaz and Arfan in her house.
"A lot of your cooking, Yun.." said her husband who saw there were already various menus at the dining table, Yun, and even the clock was still showing at 7:45 and Bu Yuni had already cooked this much so quickly.
"I don't know what Elnaz wants to eat, Mas. So I'm sure, usually pregnant women want to eat the macem macem" replied Ms. Yuni.
"You're so tired of this, Yun. It's not 9 yet, you go down to the kitchen from midnight" said her husband again.
"So the dawn prayers went straight to the kitchen, the mumpung Elnaz and Arfan were at home" she replied, which made her husband shake his head.
"Yes, get me some rice. I want to go to work" said Mr. Adi while pulling a chair and sitting there.
"Don't work today anyway, Mom. Arfan wants to take us shopping" said Bu Yuni while filling her husband's plate with rice.
"I have to get to work, Yun. Later my boss is angry if I skip, it's too late to ask for leave" he replied, then he was about to take the grilled chicken thigh but his wife arrived to prevent it.
"Don't the thigh, Mas. Like his Elnaz prefers thighs rather than chest" Bu Yuni said then she took a grilled chicken breast to her husband. While her husband was only able to ring his head with the absurd behavior of his wife.
Shortly after Arfan and Elnaz joined the dinner table, Bu Yuni immediately took Elnaz's plate, filling it with rice, grilled chicken thighs, and other side dishes, making Arfan and Elnaz could only be dumbfounded.
"Come, El... At the meal" said Bu Yuni with a big smile "Eating a lot yes, let the grandson of Mama healthy" he continued.
"If this is so much, the Elnaz is not well, Ma. Can be upset stomach later" said Arfan then pull the plate "We eat both yes" said his words that make Elnaz immediately smile embarrassed, especially when his in-laws were looking at them.
"No need, brother. El can eat alone." said Elnaz lirih.
"It's okay, you guys just eat. Let Papa and Mama eat in the room" said Bu Yuni who made her husband gawk.
"It's okay, you're here" continued Arfan then he began to feed Elnaz, although looking embarrassed, Elnaz opened his mouth. Arfan feeds her by hand, making Elnaz's heart thump. What's more when Arfan took turns feeding himself.
Pak Adi and Bu Yuni also ate, and they pretended not to see a husband and wife who like always in the drunken romance.
"Oh yes, dear. Actually I brought you home because I had a surprise for you" said Arfan in the midst of enjoying their breakfast.
"Oh yeah? What'sthat?" ask Elnaz enthusiastically.
"Marriage.." answered Arfan who made Elnaz frown in confusion.
"Wedding? Meanin?"
"I mean, tomorrow night we'll have a wedding reception"
"Uhuk Uhuk Uhuk..." Arfan immediately rubbed the back of his wife who immediately coughed because he heard Arfan's speech.
"Recipes..." Elnaz wiped his wet nose "What wedding reception?" ask Elnaz later. Arfan chuckled at the look on his wife's confused face.
"Yes wedding reception as in her general, dear. There's a party, there's a guest, there's a big wedding cake. And today we're gonna go shopping for your dress, my clothes and our Mama Papa's clothes to wear at the reception"
"Huh?" Elnaz was still gawking in disbelief.
"Do you understand what you mean, brother?" arfan asked because Elnaz still looked confused. And innocently Elnaz shook his head.
Arfan explained what Arfan had prepared for his wife, Arfan rented a building, rented a WO, made invitations and invited relatives and friends of their friends. And all was done except their clothes. And instead of his pleasure, Elnaz grumbled at Arfan in return.
"What about Arfan anyway? Cook are we having a wedding reception when El gets pregnant like this? Suddenly again. Doesn't Brother Arfan see how fat El is? Where there's a wedding dress that fits on El's round body. Why is this suddenly? Not making clothes? No shirt fittings, no ring selection, no hmmmppll" Elnaz was immediately embraced as Arfan silenced his wife's mouth with his lips, even the in-laws of Elnaz immediately turned a blind eye to the behavior of their son and daughter-in-law.
"Thank you, cake. Is this your dream wedding?" Arfan also grumbled at his wife that "Yg you wrote this way, when my lover proposed to me later, I will accept her with pleasure. And I'm so grateful that I could marry the man I love. I want to choose my own wedding dress, I have to make sure I'm a very beautiful bride for her. I want to throw a simple party, invite our relatives and friends friends, friends and family, to share your happiness and pray for us... Em keeps running it... What else yaa"
Arfan tries to remember the contents of his wife's dairy, while Elnaz who knows Arfan reading his diary becomes upset.
"Son Arfan read El's diary? Ih, it's really disrespectful" Elnaz again grumbled.
"Let's go, El. The important thing with that is brother so know what you want" said Arfan later.
"Come on, aaa again...."