Cempaka Bride

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Zein's heart rate began to irregular when the car he was driving entered the gate of the house owned by Triska's parents.

The middle-aged couple was already standing waiting on the porch of the mansion. A young woman also stood beside her mother.

After the car parked neatly, Triska got down and walked quickly towards her family. The mother welcomed her baby with warm hugs and kisses on the right and left cheeks of her beautiful daughter.

Then Triska moved to greet the father who hugged his daughter's body with longing. The middle-aged man's eyes turned to look at Zein who was standing behind Triska.

Mr. Rusman's hand stretched out and shook Zein's hand with a firm grasp. A knot smile was engraved on the face of the man that bore a resemblance to Triska.

"This, the guy, Dek?" asked Mr. Rusman to Triska who was struggling spoiled in the arms of his brother and mother.

"Yes, Dad," Triska replied as she coded Zein to advance closer to her father.

Zein kissed the back of Mr. Rusman's hand respectfully, then moved to greet his mother Triska.

Bu Hana rubbed Zein's shoulder as the young man kissed the back of her hand. As Zein straightened her body back up, Bu Hana smiled sweetly at him. The middle-aged woman's face was increasingly similar to Triska's.

"Meni kasep," he praised as he glanced at his two daughters who smiled widely.

"Ntar Abang flew was praised so, Mom," Triska protested to her mother who was still smiling widely..

"Obrolannya continued in aja, yuk!" take Vina to everyone.

With the woman's leisure who was pregnant was hampering Zein's right arm. Then displacing the tall man's body to follow him inside.

Triska twirled her eyes while shaking slowly. She is already very familiar with her brother's friendly and humorous character.

Arriving inside the house, an adult man greeted Triska with a warm embrace. A kiss landed on both cheeks of the young woman.

"Don't kiss - kiss me, A'. His girlfriend was jealous, "Vina told the grown man, who moved to greet and pat Zein on the shoulder several times.

"The same time his sister-in-law was jealous too?" seduce the man. His hand pulled the wife's arm and held her shoulder until their bodies stuck together.

"Ehm ... Zein, this is Doni, my husband. She had a crush on Triska, but was rejected. Out of pity, so I decided to accept his proposal," but Vina who immediately got a shot back from Triska.

"Steak!" hardik the younger brother. The others just smiled broadly.

That afternoon the dining room looked crowded. Laughter and various exclamation stories flow non-stop.

Inwardly Zein felt grateful that his worries turned out to be unproven. The Triska family welcomed her warmly. Zein felt comfortable while there.

Next Triska drove her lover to the guest room located on the second floor of the house. They walked along the deserted passageway with hands clasping each other.

"This is Brother's room. The bathroom is right there, "pointing Triska to the right of the room.

Zein placed the travel bag on the floor and grabbed the body of her lover, and clenched it tightly. Zein's lips gently touch Triska's soft, supple lips

Slowly but surely the two close each other's bodies. Zein pushes Triska against the bathroom wall. Satisfying herself enjoying the woman's gentle caress on her hair and back.

Both breaths became uncontrollable. Until finally Zein pulled away and decided to touch his finger on the body of the beautiful woman.

"Ehm .. I .. want to go to the room first." Triska shifted her body away and walked to the door. Turn around to look at Zein once more, before retreating and pulling the door shut.

Zein smiled as he scratched the back of the head. He threw his ass over the bed. Grab the phone from the pants pocket and start checking the incoming messages.

***

That night Arya came with his wife and two children. The home of Triska's parents was increasingly rowdy with a typical scream of a boy.

Doni and Arya leave Zein alone in the living room as Mr. Rusman approaches and sits on the sofa opposite Zein.

"How long have you been in a relationship with your parents?" asked Mr. Rusman with a probing look.

Zein straightened her back and returned the middle-aged man's gaze calmly. "About two months, sir," Zein replied.

"Have you ever been married before or what?"

"Never, sir."

"Tell me a little bit about your family. You want to know," said the middle-aged man, leaning his back against the sofa and putting his left foot on his right knee.

Zein nodded. He took a breath before he started telling stories.

"My father's name is Hamid. He is a self-employed person in Pekanbaru, Riau. My mother was named Aminah, a housewife. I have two sisters named Fauziah and Zaidan. They still live with their parents. Already working and not married" explained Zein straightforwardly.

Mr. Rusman mangosteen. "What do you do yourself?" continued.

"I work at a national security services company, as a marketing manager" Zein replied.

"Have a home or land? Sorry, I just want to make sure my son has a place to hide if you are paired. Is it natural to ask that?"

"Yes, Sir. It's nothin. It is natural that a father wants to ensure the life of his son in the future. And answer your question, I'm sorry, I don't have a private home yet."

"Now I'm saving to buy a house. But I don't know where to buy it yet. Because I'm still moving to work. Thank you for being able to continue to be placed in Bandung," explained Zein with a smile.

"Good! I love a man who has a plan ahead of him like what. But remember, I ask that you can take good care of Triska. If it is not a match, part well anyway," said Mr. Rusman with a heavy voice.

Zein breathes in and exhales slowly. Finally he was relieved, after getting the permission and blessing of his father Triska. The burden on his shoulders seemed to be decreasing. Makes him feel very calm.

The night is getting late. In the living room three pairs of men and women were sitting chatting with excitement. Both of Arya's children had already fallen asleep in their grandparents' room.

"Welcome to our family, Zein," Arya said as she patted the young man's left shoulder next to her.

"Hopefully. If not at home, yes, at home, yes," said Doni who immediately got a pinch on his arm by Vina.

"Definitely feel at home. Where anyone dares what kind of family this is," interrupted Feby, his wife Arya.

"Yaihi. Because the men and women in this family are all fierce!" exclaims Doni while running away from the throw of a sofa pillow by Vina and Triska.