An Unassumed Marriage

Mango flowers

"Well, Mother. I go first" Pramana said to her two in-laws.

"Be careful, Pram, don't speed the car. And pick Anisa up?" said Ms. Farida to Pramana.

"Hooh, don't speed! the only alon-alon that matters survived." Added joni sir.

Anisa turned to Pramana who was kissing the hands of her parents.

"I'm not going to say anything!" deni chirps while taking out her hand asking to be kissed by Pramana.

"Lu's crazy, what the hell? you're going home too, why am I salaman with you no work!" Pramana glides to the terrace which is directly followed by Deni.

"Yes ... Dea is also saying goodbye, next time come here again. Uncle, Auntie .." said goodbye to Mr. Joni and Ms. Farida.

"Yes! say our regards to your parents, will you? don't forget to bring it! we no longer have anything else!" said Ms. Farida to Dea.

"Yes, Bi ... Thank you for taking notes, Oh yes Anisa is not she provided souvenirs?" Dea glanced at Anisa who was tidying up her veil.

"No need! I don't want to bring it!" Anisa Sambarnya.

"Auntie told me to take her. But do not want, yes have brought it with you." said Ms Farida again while mesem.

"Bringing is brought to you by Aisyah! there are many who eat, if in Nisa there is no food later. It's a pity that redundancy!" Anisa explained to the Mother.

"Hooh, later the mother brought the same sister Aisyah as well." The mother nodded.

"Decks if the husband asks or asks for something do not be rejected huh? except for something that is not allowed by religion if it is still within the limits of reasonableness anyway follow." Aisha to Anisa.

Anisa nodded slowly. Then walk to the terrace.

"Pram, as Anisa's cousin. I'll take Anisa with you, love her and love her. Yes I know you're still in love with your lover who left it, but I'm sure with as time goes by you can definitely love Anisa." Deni patted Pram's shoulder.

"I don't promise, Den. I still need time to set my heart still need time to restore my trust Hah .. and I still hope that Adisty is back in my arms!" I have Pramana, taking a long breath.

"What about Anisa? when you let her go, she's a good girl, I'll make sure you don't get her! even if he has a past! it was not a wish he was not something intentional. A dark incident." Added Deni.

Pramana was silent and did not know what else to answer to Deni who seemed to love Anisa.

Then Pramana turned to the clock on her wrist. "Okay, Later kesorean. I'll go home first! see you next week!"

"okay! I want to go home, see you next week. I want to take the other friends, then go there so many. Itung-itung reunian is .. is it not?" deni's reply while wearing her helmet.

Anisa, Dea and Aisyah just appeared on the surface of the terrace and Aisyah to usher in the departure of her sister Anisa and also the return of Dea who tipped a fairly large bag of crackles.

"Yes, Brother. Nisa go home first! Assalamu'alaikum," said Anisa.

The brother and sister hugged for a moment then Anisa swung her steps towards Pramana's car and before she waved her hand, hugging Dea.

"Sister Deni. Don't drive around with the bike!" Anisa turned towards Deni who immediately nodded.

"Anisa remember? see you next week watch out for my cuekin!" dea said as she waved to Anisa.

Anisa smiled then walked up to Pramana who was still standing and opened the door for her.

Before entering the car, Anisa saw that Pramana's shirt collar was folding in. So he took the time to fix it! Pramana fell silent and looked at the face of Anisa who was near in front of him.

"Why ...why do I have a wife if it doesn't work!" in Pramana's heart, yet she did not speak it in her mouth.

Now Anisa was in the Pramana car and her hands waved towards the terrace where now the Mother and the father were on the terrace and looked at her departure.

The sky looks cloudy. But that does not mean rain and time has shown at 04.00 pm and Anisa is still on the way, about half the way again to reach her residence, Lukman.

"Shcuuut .. How do I drool? it feels like it's on the tongue!" anisa murmured while wailing forward, right and left.

"Search what?" pramana asked without looking at Anisa.

"Em, who knows if there is a fruit dealer, mango fruit that cut it like kayak flowers so, continue in love sambal, shcuuuut .. feel in the mouth!" anisa answered while looking around.

"The mango fruit that is cut resembles a flower! Oh yeah-yes-yes, yeah .. I know." Pramana's voice quietly while nodding his head.

The head of Pramana was also looking for who knows in front of there are sales like that but there are none, there are also diced ones, fruit sticks.

"It's there, isn't it a fruit?" pramana laughs while glancing at Anisa.

"Hem .. once there is fruit as I meant it!" anisa's Answer.

Then Pramana also pulled the car not far from the sale of the rujak, but it seems there is only a doang rujak cut into dice there is no mango like Anisa would.

Anisa was silent because what she wanted was not like that. "Mas, there is no mango that the unit is peeled continues to be cut into pieces like a flower and then given a sauce or salt that uses chili powder so!"

"Oh no Neng, any of which like in kayak so that the fruit is rather clumsy, not too ripe not too raw as well. All I brought was a hold!" the seller replied rujak.

"Oh, yes that's it, rujak the piece .. Just don't give raw mangoes! too acidic for me to be pineapple, jicama. Water guava and yam that, do not use mango do not need to use kedondong!" anisa's Smart.

Pramana who stood beside Anisa just looked at the conversation that was in front of her eyes.

"Oh yeah. Is it okay to eat pineapple?" pramana's investigation into Anisa.

"Why? I think it's all right and it's just a doang myth" Anisa replied in a flat tone.

"No .. I'm just afraid of why as many people say." Pramana turned her head and then, again walked to the car door after paying for a small hood Anisa said.

"No, it's just a myth." Anisa while walking and eating her spoon.

Then they re-entered Pramana's car. The one that Pramana opened the door. Then he drove his car behind the wheel.

The car is back at medium speed! let not the important pace will arrive safely.

Anisa's back is leaning against the shoulder of the upholstery, while enjoying the spiciness of the voice in her hands.

"Ohok-whack!" Anisa sprains the spicy taste that stagnates in her throat.

Making Pramana take her hand to take the bottle of drink that was beside her, given to Anisa. Pramana looked anxious to see Anisa who was coughing like that to let out tears ....

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