Cempaka Bride

The more dear

"Beauty too, yes," Triska said, looking at a photo of Eric.

Zein's eyes narrowed, then snorted before distancing the phone from Triska who was smiling looking at her behavior.

"What the hell, Bang? It's just jealousy!" ledek Triska's.

"Don't like it you're praising other guys" Zein said.

"Hehehe. Sorry, Bang." Triska grabbed Zein's arm and leaned her cheek spoiled.

Zein rubbed Triska's hand which wrapped around her arm with a thumping heart.

The closer to him Zein's feelings grew more affectionate.

Triska too, she loved Zein very much.

"Hadeuh, these two. Mulu alas," protested Ivan while glaring.

"Syrics!" ledek Zein's.

"You're asking Tia to come here!" sahut Ivan's.

All eyes looked at him. While Ivan himself did not realize his nonsense just now tickled the curiosity of his friends.

"You're dating Tia?" rama asked with a smile.

Ivan looked up, squinting at the eyes of the others looking up at him with the rising kepo radar.

"Some!" sahut Ivan's.

"Byeah! He said he wanted to take Tia so he could want Zein? Hm ...." Rama tapped on the bottle of mineral water he was holding with his fingertips.

Ivan cengennesan's. He continued to eat the can in his hand. Meanwhile Dinar looked at his phone with a frown.

"This is a message from Karin. He now lives in Cilebut. Let's meet tomorrow. How's it?" Dinar looked up and looked into the eyes of his friends.

"I have an appointment with Irwan tomorrow. Eleven o'clock. If you want to go first to Cilebut it's okay. Ntar I'm coming," Zein said.

"Yes already. That's aja. We're searching. Ntar met at Karin's house" said Rama.

"We all checked out from the hotel, yes. If it has finished our mending business back home," interrupted Dinar who was replied by another nod.

The night is getting late. One by one the young men began to disperse. Likewise with Rama's company.

Arriving at the hotel, Dinar immediately entered the room to rest. So too with Ivan and Rama. Zein and Triska continued the conversation in their front-room lobby.

"You're going with brother tomorrow, right?" asked Zein while holding Triska's leek fingers.

"Yes. Where do you want to meet Irwan?" Triska asked back. He leaned his head on Zein's shoulder.

"At the cafe what's his name. He'll share the location."

"Hm ... Bang. I can't do anything personal?"

"Can."

"Who is yulia?"

"Brother's office buddy."

"Early dating?"

"So. Pedekate the hell Yes," Zein chuckled softly.

"Why not be dating?"

"Bag another woman's antics."

"Who?"

"There is."

"Th ... Brother!"

"What?"

"You know who it is!" Triska pinched Zein's arm with anxiety.

"Gak ahh. You are jealous!"

Triska frowned and pulled her head from Zein's arm. Squinting with a cynical look made Zein laugh.

"Isha! Laughing too!" sulcan Triska.

"It's funny to whine about it. Ggegemesin," said Zein while menowel chin Triska.

"Don't be curious!"

"Hehehe. Yes indeed. Ja. Little brother cocked a beautiful girl with long hair who is white and sexy," Zein replied as he continued to look at Triska with the look of ignorant eyes.

"What beauty is it like me?"

"Beauty .. she."

Sontak Triska pinched Zein's waist in annoyance.

"You can look forward to him, why cut off and date me?"

"Don't date her. Cockroach doang."

"I'm confused, aren't I?"

"Not to be confused. Ntar puyeng."

"It's weird. Brother's hooked but not dating."

"Where do you want to date someone's wife? You might get beaten up by her husband!"

"Ooo. Wife people. Slum." Triska chuckles.

"But he seems to have a crush on his brother. Still calling you mulu."

"How the hell is he?"

Zein reached out her phone to the curious Triska. Sontak Triska smiled as she looked at the photo Zein showed. A middle-aged woman in a white headscarf who smiled sweetly faced the camera.

"This is Brother's mother, huh?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Beautiful, yes."

"Yaihi. His son is handsome."

Triska chuckled again slowly. Shaken in surprise as Zein's face approached. His breath felt warm in Triska's ears. Slowly Zein peeked at his left cheek. Rub his lips against Triska's ears. Then stop with the roar of increasingly heavy breathing.

Triska. Dare not move. His heart rate is crazy. He endured the urge to return Zein's kiss. Her right hand finger gripped the blouse she was wearing.

"Abang ... Love you, Ris!" zein said gently in his ear. Triska smiled while looking down. A red tinge adorned both of his cheeks. Makes her look even more beautiful.

Zein put his phone on the table. His hands encapsulated Triska's face and directed at her. Slowly she pressed her lips and kissed Triska's soft little lips.

Triska closed her eyes, enjoying the touch by touch of her lover. The affection in his heart poured out all in their closeness this time.

Triska's hand turned to hold Zein's shoulder and gripped him a little while sighing softly. Zein suddenly stopped and kept his face away from Triska who opened her eyes in confusion. She did not understand why Zein suddenly cut off their kiss while she was enjoying it.

Zein stroked Triska's cheek while smiling. His eyes looked at Triska with eyes full of affection.

"Sleep, gih. It was night time," Zein said in a heavy voice.

"I-iya," Triska replied as she tidied her hair. Seems wrong. Then he got up and walked slowly towards the door of his room. Look back before finally opening the door and entering. For a moment their gazes met before Triska closed and locked the door.

Triska leaned behind the door while closing her eyes. A smile on his face. His fingers touched the soft lips that Zein had kissed. Still feel warm kiss her lover. Triska was a little unwilling when Zein cut off their kiss.

Meanwhile outside the room, Zein rubbed her hair and leaned her body against the back of the chair. I smiled when I remembered their first kiss. Remember Triska's eyes that seemed to ask why she cut off the kiss.

"Hufts. If you knew, baby. I'm just trying to keep your chastity," Zein said with a smile. Then he grabbed his phone from the table and got up. Walk to the room next to Triska and Dinar.

***

The next day, at exactly ten o'clock in the morning they set off towards their respective destinations.

The trip to the Cilebut area is taken quite smoothly. About forty-five minutes later they had reached Karin's residence.

The white, crazed woman greeted them with warm hugs and kissed the left and right cheeks. Ivan gave a wide grin as Karin took off her embrace and switched to hugging Rama in a spoiled style.

Ivan remembered the story of Dinar in the car. Everything Dinar said was true.

"Your house is good, Rin," praised Rama as he looked around the room.

"False, Mas. This is also a gift from my husband" Karin said. He invited his friends to sit in the middle of the house is quite spacious.

Modern minimalist style furniture decorates some corners of the soft yellow painted house. At the back of the house there is a garden and a small pond. Gurgling water from the pool makes the atmosphere feel calm and peaceful.

Ivan casually laid himself on the thick carpet. His head rested on the jumbo pillow that was already available there.

"Well, what's wrong, Rin?" asked Dinar who was sitting leaning against the wall behind Ivan.

"Sorrys. Just a doang. Not digedein. Only the family was present" Karin replied as she poured cold syrup into a few glasses.

"Pillotent. I just found out that you married yesterday. From his father Rima," said Rama who immediately grabbed a glass and sipped the cold drink while closing his eyes.

"Yes. I invited him too. It just so happened that my husband was friends with Yusran. Second brother Rima. Because Yusran is still in Kalimantan, so we invited his parents and kang Fahmi aja," explained Karin.

"When invited, we will come" said Dinar. He still does not accept not being invited to a friend's wedding that is fairly close when they are still in boarding first.

"Hehehe. Excuse me. I don't have to sulk that way," said Karin while embracing Dinar's shoulders and criticizing his waist.

"Have you heard from Amanda?" ask Rama.

"Nothing, Mom. The last time we had that contact was three months ago when he left for Singapore. Keep breaking up contact until now. It looks like he changed his phone number" Karin replied.

"Ehm ... Have you ever been visited by Rima, right?" Karin asked back.

Rama and Dinar looked at each other before they finally nodded.

"Huf! It turns out the same, yes," complained Karin.

"Rima bother you too?" ask Dinar with round eyes.

"Yes. But not here. Except in my old boarding house. Before moving here" replied Karin.

"When that?" ivan asked as he turned and lay on his stomach. His hand held up his chin while looking at Karin.

"About two months ago. A week before I got married" replied Karin.

"Ceritain dong," Ivan's pinta who had gone to sit cross-legged next to Rama.

"I was cleaning up stuff again. Get in that cardboard box. Ciganitri's Kosan is quieter than we used to be. The residents are not very friendly either. Loners. If you don't think that time to make it closer to the office, actually I prefer our boarding." Karin paused for a moment to drink the cold syrup.

"Again throttle that, heard the sound of the sound of women singing again. I thought it was the sound of the occupants of the next room who were a cafe singer. I kept remembering, he's still working and hasn't come home at that hour. It's not wrong around ten o'clock at night" Karin continued. His eyes stared blankly at the flaming television but no one was watching.

"Continue?" ask Rama. He looks very curious.

"I keep packing things because tomorrow morning I want to move here. The longer I heard that song, the more I felt sure it was Rima's voice. We used to sing together in kosan or karaoke. And Rima must have sung that song" Karin explained.

"Speak softly love!" hatch Ivan.

"Yes, right. That song. I'm getting goosebumps" Karin rubbed her arms.

"How come?" ask Dinar while chewing the banana chips that Karin served.

"Suddenly the singing stopped. Replacing with a cry. I dare not look. Finally stuck in the blanket until finally sleeping," explained Karin.

They looked at each other before they were silent. Busy with their own minds.

***

After the meeting with Irwan was over, Zein and Triska immediately got into the car.

Outside the sky looks dark. The rain drops began to fall and hit the roof of the car.

Entering the suburbs of Bogor, rain was flushed with a lot. The atmosphere looks like a rainstorm.

"The road looks not, Bang?" triska asked who saw Zein start wearing her glasses.

"Again blurry. It's too heavy for rain" Zein lamented. His hands moved wiping the windshield of the car using a tissue.

"You want to change the driver?"

"No need. You are not too good either. Ntar hit again," seduced Zein.

"Dicha!"

Zein smiled seeing this beautiful lover frowning. His left hand moved to rub Triska's fingers.

"We'll stop first, Bang. In front of me there is a minimarket. I'm going to take a ride to the toilet" pointed Triska at the minimarket signpost about fifty meters ahead.

Arriving there Triska immediately went down after Zein stopped the car perfectly in the hotel parking lot. He ran through the rain using his bag as a head covering.

Zein shook his head to see Triska. Though behind there is an umbrella, but his lover may forget the existence of the umbrella.

About ten minutes later Triska came back with a parking attendant.

"After the umbrella, baby. Why not just make it?" asked Zein with a smile.

"Hehehe. Forgot, Bang. It was really kebelet. So hurry up" replied Triska.

His hand outstretched giving Zein's favorite soda drink.

Then they fell silent while busy with their phones.

"Bang, said Ms Dinar, there is also another rainstorm," Triska said while showing her phone.

"That means evenly, yes, the rain" Zein replied as she looked out the windshield.

"Good thing we ate, yeah. I'm not hungry right now."

Zein turned his head and looked at Triska with ignorant eyes.

"But I'm still hungry" he pointed to the stomach.

"Want to buy some bread?"

"Not hungry food. But hungry to eat you!"

Triska's eyes bulged. His outstretched hand pinched Zein's thigh with anxiety.

Zein laughed as he pulled Triska's hand to get closer. A gentle kiss landed on Triska's forehead. Then Zein rubbed the woman's head in love.

Triska pulled her body back to the seat. His hands moved tidying his hair while smiling shyly.

"Abang, here. I like to be surprised," he said.

"Shocked why?"

"Suddenly nyium."

"It's anxious thing," said Zein, chuckling.

Triska laughed. Zein's hand stretched out and held Triska's shoulder.

"Ris, face here!" abugn.

Triska. He subconsciously approached Zein. Two pairs of eyes stared at each other in silence. The warm breath of Zein that was starting to approach made Triska as if hypnotized.

As their lips fused together, Triska seemed to feel soaring. Millions of star flashes seemed to be shining around them.

Zein's hand slowly pulled Triska's head closer. His breathing grew heavier and uncontrollable.

Triska let out a sigh, her hand pulled Zein's arm and squeezed her gently.

Then Zein stopped and let go of their union while looking at Triska's suddenly opened eyes.

Zein stroked Triska's cheek with a slightly trembling hand. As vigorously as he resisted the urge to pull Triska's body back and put it on his lap.

Triska's eyes blinked a few times before finally looking down while hiding a tinge of red on her cheek.

I don't know why lately his imagination has gone a little wild. Sometimes he wished Zein hadn't cut off their kiss.