[Note] A Perfect Marriage

The Torturing Work

Love climbed the stairs with lethargic steps followed by Rudi right behind her. Out there still sounds of music and orchestras echoing even though the night has been so famous late. The neighbors are still busy chatting while watching the singer who was swaying on the stage measuring 6x6m. In the village it has become commonplace if holding a celebration at home until midnight. Even sometimes there are those who rent village fields to accommodate more people.

While the two brides, already look tired to entertain the guests. Love was not even able to stand up to greet the guests and chose to sit down, until finally Rudi proposed that they rest first. Letting the three women who had become one family handle the event, and assisted by some employees of his trust plantation.

Rudi overtakes Love at the end of the stairs. The man rushed to open the door of his room which also used Love to berias this morning. The woman who could not walk quickly because she was wearing the kebaya smiled knots at Rudi.

"It must be very tired, huh?" tanya Rudi followed Love who was already sitting on the sofa.

Love who was leaning her head on the sofa, turned her head and nodded slowly at Rudi with a hearty expression. Rudi took a seat at his wife's side. The man's beaar hand outstretched gently touching the cheek of Love which is still wrapped in make-up. Rudi stroked the cheeks of loving Love, and the woman let him. She looked comfortable and enjoyed the gentle caress of the man who had become her husband.

Women who are pregnant lately are more spoiled than usual. She did not feel awkward by Rudi's touches. Maybe because almost every day they are together, maybe because they are old friends who are so close, or maybe because of the sincerity of Rudi that makes him reluctant to refuse his attention.

"I'm sorry. Want to hold back tired for the sake of obeying the wishes of the mother," said Rudi staring softly at Love.

"It's okay, Rud. I know you must be very happy because this handsome son is finally a woman," led by Cinta as she blinked one eye.

"You think I'm turning? Hm? Hm...." Rudi pressed the cheek of Love with both hands until the woman's lips pursed.

"Do you not want to change clothes. I feel sorry for Bubu inside must be depressed by this cloth," said Rudi while pulling a small batik cloth that wrapped the body of Love. Bubu is the name of the fetus that was given by Rudi three weeks ago. She likes to give the name of the fetus Love Bubu because it was inspired by the movie Baby's Day Out.

Love is slowly moving. Actually, he felt uncomfortable. Her clothes were too tight, even making the woman a little trouble breathing. He moved lazily towards the bathroom. Netra Rudi not a second apart from his wife who is insane. The curves of his body are so clear, wrapped in rags and kebaya with sequins that are increasingly rare at the top.

"So beautiful creation of this one God," muttered Rudi with a thin smile etched on his face.

"Rud." Rudi was aghast when he heard the call of Love from inside the bathroom.

The man rushed over to the door that was near his late morning. "Why? Any issues?"

"I can't take off this kebaya button. Please call someone, "please ask Love in a pleading voice.

Rudi exhaled a sigh of relief after hearing the woman's reply inside the bathroom. Suddenly the man who was still wearing the suit widened his eyes and thinly pulled the corner of his lips. Rudi's jail nature is in active mode. He slowly turned the doorknob. Look behind a door that has opened a little. His wife was busy reaching for the buttons attached to his back and lined up like a train car.

Rudi slowly stepped towards Love. The busy woman was unaware of the owner of the foot that was walking over. As the sound of footsteps became clearer, Love turned spontaneous. The woman's net was perfectly rounded and the mouth that had been about to speak was now just agape.

"Where are the people you're calling?" ask Love after returning from her surprise.

"There's no one. Everybody's busy. Here I help," bargained Rudi lightly.

"No, wait for Nana or Rumi," reject Cinta while taking a step back.

"Why? I'm your husband."

"Ta–but .. aah, out, out. Do not pervert ya you," said Love staring fiercely and push the muscular body Rudi.

"No pervert, my God. Positive thinking first, dong. I just want to help you, My Love .. Kasian Bubu in the stomach is tight," explained Rudi while holding the impulse of Love's hand.

The woman stopped pushing her husband's body. The tail of her eyes glanced at the cynical Rudi who replied with a sweet smile. The white bathroom is now quiet and feels a little gripping because of the eyes of the pregnant woman. Rudi even swallowed his saliva to find the deadly gaze of Love.

"You sure?"

"I swear," the man replied as he raised two fingers.

Rudi replied with a wry smile. How dare he mess around and break the promise on his wedding day. The man began to remove the small round-shaped buttons. The man was a little troubled because he did not have nails to reach the rope that encircled the small object.

O Lord, strengthen your servant, Rudi's mind when the back of the kebaya has been revealed in half.

I don't know how many times the man swallowed the saliva with great difficulty. That milky-white smooth back looked so tempting to him. He's a normal guy, of course he feels the vibrations that creep up when their skin comes into contact. The man's heart felt almost bursting each time his beat felt.

Love who was sitting in a dressing chair tried to glance back, as the breath increasingly swept the surface of her skin. The woman's fine fur bristled as a warm breath seemed to sweep her already cloth-free back. The hue of the woman's face was already flushed even to the tip of her ear. But Love tries to be calm. He would face situations like this more often in the future, the woman thought.

"Alhamdulillah .." exclaimed Rudi as he lay down on the bed next to him after completing all the torturous tasks.

"Capek, I told you, get someone's help, Rud."

"People call him names, anyway. Call me Aa'" said Rudi still lying down.

"Iihh, we're the same age. Only a difference of ten months," replied Love who is still busy holding the front of his danger.

"But I'm already your husband, love. So it must be friendly little, dong," the man protested and sat himself staring at Love.

"That's why you call me by name."

"Where is. I call you love the equivalent of dear, bebebh, bebi, honey, my dear wife."

Love pulled one corner of her lips in annoyance at Rudi's reply. Rudi's words were hard for him to muster again. The woman finally chose to move out of her place and stepped resentfully towards the bathroom.

"I'll think about it later" said Love before closing the door.

Rudi's smile expands. The man threw the body back into the bed and smothered his face with a pillow. There is something that feels exploding in the heart. When he closed his eyes, it was as if butterflies were flying and flowers were blooming around him. Rudi has fallen in love many times. Every moment, every smile that emerged from the corner of the woman's lips made her fall, and it felt already impossible to get up again.

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"Sir Throne, I found Miss Love's whereabouts." A man in a suit handed a paper to the Throne sitting in his study.

The throne opened its eyes wide. Staring intently at the personal assistant who had just thrust out a paper before him. The man quickly grabbed the paper.

"I found it when someone reported the marriage registration on behalf of the lady. So ...."

Braak!

Not yet had Reza finished his speech, the Throne had already kicked through his desk violently.

...Connect .......

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