About A Taste

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Entering the room, Cak Ibil was already lying on the bed. Looks like it's asleep. Wardah picked up a change of clothes for her night's sleep that was still neatly arranged in the suitcase.

"Where's Wardah from?" Ask Cak Ibil after Wardah comes out of the bathroom.

"Once fishing," replied Wardah origin while cleaning his dirty clothes. Tomorrow they will return to Jombang.

Sit down Wardah, I want to talk" Cak Ibil said.

"Huuff.." A heavy breath came out of Wardah's breathing. Wardah complied and sat down on the sofa beside the bed.

"May I make a request?"Ask Wardah softly while looking down.

"Please" replied Cak Ibil.

"Punish me," said Wardah.

Sontak Cak Ibil was shocked. Didn't know Wardah would propose that. He knew that sooner or later the wife would propose, but Cak Ibil did not seem to have thought about it.

"Not now Wardah, I beg you... Give me some time to try to set my heart again" Cak Ibil said by crouching with Wardah's fingers.

"How long?" Ask Wardah.

"5 months!"

Whats! A fiver? Crazy what! That long! It is not necessarily Cak Ibil luluh. Wardah really did not want to expect more from Cak Ibil, worried about hurting his heart.

"4 months!" Wardah.

"5 months!" Kekeh Cak Ibil's.

"3 months!" Firm Wardah.

"OK-okay, 4 months," Cak Ibil relented.

"Fix 3 months!" Firmly Wardah who immediately stood up and out of their room.

Wardah chose to spend the night in a room on the 1st floor. Wardah should be able to melt her own husband's heart. Within 3 months.

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"I'll try to love you Wardah... I will not touch you completely until I truly love you. Do not open your headscarf before I declare love for you... Let it be as a reward if I manage to soften my heart," Cak Ibil said as they returned to Jombang.

If usually Cak Ibil will shy away from Wardah, this time not. Cak Ibil ate at their house, dressed in Wardah's clothes, and they talked to each other even though they only discussed very important things. Wardah or Cak Ibil does not seem ready to open with each other.

If Cak Ibil used to go out more often, now he is more often at home. Although just watching a small tv that is deliberately prepared for pesantren acididz. Sometimes he also wrote a book. Occasionally Cak Ibil listened to Wardah who neglects the Quran or Wardah who listened to her husband read the yellow book in his hand.

Not felt, the routine of self-adjustment has been going on for 1 month. Even tonight is a university.

"Assalamu'alaikum Mother? Tumben phone first, usually Wardah first phone. Hehehe" Wardah told the middle-aged woman across the line.

"Going home? Why?" Ask Wardah confused.

"Yes Mother, the day after Wardah will come home... Tomorrow Wardah has to give permission to Abah Kyai and Umi first" Wardah replied.

"Give Mother, Wardah home alone,"

"Wa'alaikumussalam," Wardah hung up.

Her husband had not returned home from teaching, inevitably Wardah had to wait for her permission to go home to Mother and Sister Joseph. Why Mother suddenly asked him to come home. His voice also seemed panicked and slightly trembling.

"Go home tomorrow! Don't wait until the day after tomorrow!" A Whaatsap notif appeared. It turns out from Mother.

"Mother's Precious" answered Wardah.

Seriate....