Charm Babysitter

The Extra Part 11

Sella's mind was completely muddled when she heard Ardio's words, she couldn't understand the real situation yet. He was too riled up to imagine someone would bang on his bedroom door while he was in Ardio's arms. Not to mention Ardio's kiss on the top of his head made his heart pound. It felt like he looked up at the man but he was afraid that his heart would melt and let Ardio do more.

Sella thinks Ardio's attitude has gone wrong, perhaps the man is too disappointed in her that he doesn't want to let go of Sella. Ardio's deception grew stronger after he muttered. "It turns out that the name is useful too," then Ardio's oddity echoes to make Sella afraid.

With all his strength he pushed his feet and hit Ardio's sacred object making the man screech and let go of the embrace.

"Sella ...," cried Ardio in pain. "We haven't had the bride's night you've made her sick!" whining Ardio while putting his body to the side of the bed.

Sella looked at Ardio cluelessly after hearing Ardio's whining, Sella's eyes fixedly watching the man who was moaning. From the clothes to the head covering that Ardio was wearing, then came a hope that the figure was Ardio.

He immediately circulated his gaze, looking for something that would believe him, with what he thought.

Feeling that he found nothing, Sella ran towards the balcony. He spread his gaze down and soon shut his mouth in disbelief at the inscription engraved on the wreath that was lined along the wall of the fence.

Happy New Life

Sella Purnama Ningsih & Suparman (Ardio Pamungkas)

The Bams Ganteng

 

Of the many bouquets only one bouquet of flowers that fully explain the owner of the name. Of the humans don't know themselves, Bams.

Sella remembers that name, she won't forget.

She just didn't care when her father mentioned her future husband's name. Moreover, to connect the name Suparman with Ardio, after all, not only Ardio the owner of the name.

"Suparman," he muttered. The tears burst unstoppably, the pressure of the haru waves from inside his chest making his entire body go dry. Sella's hands clenched tightly at the side of the balcony railing with her body slowly falling down.

A smile finally escaped from the corner of his lips with teardrops falling to the floor. He also set his eyes on the figure still sitting under his bed. The man smiled as he endured the pain staring at Sella.

Ardio chuckled amusedly while enduring the pain in a tendering position under the bed.

Sella sat on the balcony floor and smiled happily. The makeup polish on Sella's face had already worn off as her hands unceasingly wiped away the tears that came out unstoppably and made her face a horrible fir.

In her head bow, Sella stared blankly at the floor she expressed gratitude for being able to feel this happiness.

He could not believe this happiness, not because he had married the man who had filled his heart, but because the scars in his heart were treated with a reality he never expected.

Ardio is still fighting, his father remains concerned about his happiness. That's proof they love Sella.

Then which other favors of God can you deny. Those words were precisely the ones describing his feelings now.

The empty space in his heart, now filled with waves of haru chasing each other filled each side. Pushing his teardrops to continue rolling with a smile he could not bear, continued to be etched. It makes him ashamed of himself because in fact he can feel happiness and forget his fears.

No matter tomorrow or the day after tomorrow if that happiness will be replaced with sadness, he will not let it go, he will fight to keep it.

Ardio had kneeled before Sella, raised his bride's head and summed up both of Sella's cheeks. Gently Ardio wiped away the circle of tears with a kiss of his lips.

"I'm kosher to you" Ardio said after finishing all Sella's face.

Sella's reflexes nodded enthusiastically.

Duaars. Duaars.

The sound of fireworks from above the sky stopped their interaction, both of them simultaneously looked up while standing with smiles that could not be separated from their twinkle faces.

Stare at each other, until they throw each other's bodies, enjoying the beautiful moment.