Ballad of Soul Part Love

Cup of Coffee

"Don't look at me secretly, you're my wife." Rania hastily cast a glance in the other direction.His face flushed with embarrassment to be caught noticing the God.She immediately pulled the blanket and immersed herself in it.

Her husband's body is not muscular with a sickpack stomach as there are natural novel stories.But dashing and proportional.His once brownish skin has turned white because it has never been exposed to sunburn.Look, look,the white shirt with no crutches and shorts she chose attached fittingly to her towering tall body.

The side of the bed moved, the sign of God had climbed on it.Some time he was still playing his phone then put it on the table beside the bed.

"Dek." call the gods but not responded by Rania who prefers to pretend to sleep.

"I know you haven't slept.There is an invitation from the Prasetya family.Kolega your papa is also me.I want you to accompany me to go there.Mommy and papa must also be present tomorrow." The god stroked Rania's head gently.

"hmm."

"Beautiful dress ya." whispered the God near his ear.When Rania cheeks blushed.The kiss of God still continues to spin in his memory.

"for what?let it be recognized as a nephew again mas Dewa?" rania quipped without turning her body.Dewa took a deep breath, curling her stocky arm around Rania's belly.

"Lord knows you're my wife's deck."

"But someone else should know that I'm your wife too." Again, he held a rumble on his chest.

"I'll tell them all, even the whole world when the time comes to deck." Rania weakened.There is no hope of a confession to her.She will only be Rania himawan sukma, not Rania Wright.Once again sadness covers her heart.

"Dek, can you hear me?we leave at 7 p.m." he continued carefully.Saying confessions is a sensitive point in his relationship with Rania.So maybe he should avoid it if he does not want his relationship with Rania to deteriorate.

"yes." replied the girl briefly.After that there was no more conversation between the two.Rania really fell asleep because of fatigue with her smooth snoring.Dewa grabbed her body from behind, and,channeling millions of warmth from within him, it did not feel like the man was also sleeping under the same blanket, in the embrace that united them.

Morning arrived when Rania opened her eyes.Still at 4 am, even the dawn prayer has not been heard.A heavy object hit her stomach, but,the body also felt warm.She was so surprised when she saw the face of the God so close to her.Even her breathing was warm to her cheeks that immediately met red.She slept soundly in the arms of the God, clanging her husband's arms.Watch her face again..the face that he admired since the 6th grade of Elementary School.The face that was present in each of his dreams during adolescence greet his life.The face that until now remains his first love.The touch of the cheek of God is lingering, the man squirms.

"Darling, let me sleep for a little while longer." he murmured.Honey?did the gods dream?does he have another woman out there?Rania tergugu.again her mind raged.Adzan dawn sounded...

"mas, wake up.It is dawn." whispered Rania while shaking the shoulder of the God berahan.The man rubbed his eyes that still look red.Rania cast his gaze in the other direction as they sat.

"Take off the mas, I'm gonna take a shower."

"hmmm" The god rolled off his embrace.Now his body was stretched out facing the ceiling of the room.Rania hurriedly got up and cleaned herself.How long did she complete her bathing ritual, the God who changed into it.Then waiting for her to finish bathing, the,Rania tidied up and cleaned her room.They had agreed not to use the services of a maid to take care of the room.

After the congregational prayer, Rania bamitan down to the kitchen, while the Gods will exercise for a while with a small run in the yard of the house.

"Good morning bi." say hello to Rania on bi3) Sum, Emma and Mr Mul, their household assistant who at that time gathered in the kitchen.Pak Mul is a gardener who coincidentally joined together? bi sum and Emma for not expecting the hostess to enter the kitchen.

"good morning madam" they answered in unison.Pak Mul wrongly bidding out.

"I want to cook for God's mas mbak." Rania replied lightly.The two housekeepers were surprised.They looked at Rania in surprise.

"Do I bother you?" rania asked with a little heartache as the two aides were looking strangely at her.

"mother...not so madam.Ahh no, you do not bother us at all.Do the mistress need our help?asked Bi Sum stammered.Now even he felt wronged.

" No bi, I can do it myself.Partially I only cook for breakfast the same later in the afternoon for dinner mas Dewa only.After aunt who works." Both of them understood.

"in that case, how about we clean the house just madam." Emma took the initiative.Rania nodded.Both then left the kitchen.

Rania took the ingredients in the refrigerator.For that he will cook java fried noodles with chicken toppings and scrambled eggs.She remembers last night Dewa said miss breakfast noodles at home.His hands are so deft to make a menu for several servings, he remembers,saute seasoning and stirring his cooking.Scented smell smelled everywhere.

The god who just came out of the room went straight to the kitchen.Smiling thinly adorned his thin lips when he saw Rania cooking that morning.The wife is indeed the child of people who live a simple life.The parents always train him independently and diligently.Rania is the ideal wife what a lot of men want out there.He's beautiful, rich, craftsman, and smart at cooking.

"ehhmm" Deheman the God made Rania turn her head and cast a smile, flaunting a row of his white teeth.

"mas, been there a long time?"

"yet.What do you cook deck?it smells good."

"Java fried noodles.Mas want breakfast now?"

"Can you please make me a cup of coffee too?" The god asked back.

"yes, of course." The girl brewed coffee and brought the two plates of noodles to the dinner table.Actually it is still too early for breakfast, but seeing the enthusiastic God, she became excited and forgot the time.

"It tastes more spicy and biting than at home.Yanti ehhh.I mean mama did say the truth.You cook better than him." Praise Dewa.Mata Rania sparkles happily.This is the first praise of the Gods for her.Although can not have her heart, Rania is happy enough to be able to see the person she loves every day and make sure she is okay.

God sips his coffee.Gosh, it feels exactly the same as he drinks at his in-laws' house.His forehead is wrinkled.

"Daddy, did you make me coffee while I was at papa's house?" Rania nodded.Indeed, he was the one who made coffee for the Gods and told their mother or maid who delivered it to the Gods.

"Oh my God.you..."

"why om?is the coffee bad?" ask Rania hesitating.

"I don't know since when you've liked your coffee.In fact always find a reason to come and drink coffee in your home." God replied half muttered.He grabbed Rania's fingers and grasped it gently.

"Thank you deck."