Chasing Brutal Girl Love

Go home to the village

Rifky and Medina arrive home at nine o'clock at night escorted by Nicko. Fortunately, they had eaten at a cafe near the airport while waiting for Nicko to come to pick up.

" Sister, everyone's asleep, huh?" whisper Medina.

" Yes, honey. We also just take a break after bathing" said Rifky.

" Hmm..."

" Want to be carried to the room?"

" No, my brother must be tired too. You're back to work tomorrow, right?"

" Yes, honey. When are you going to the hospital again?"

" The day after tomorrow, Nicko's brother takes care of his schedule so Dina forgets."

Rifky grabbed his wife's waist while walking upstairs to his room. There was no conversation between the two when they got to the room. Rifky took a shower first and then Medina.

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The morning after dawn, Rifky deliberately invited his wife to sleep again so that when he woke up later he did not look tired.

Downstairs, Mama Kamila who already knew that her son and daughter-in-law had come home accidentally cooked themselves for breakfast. He wanted to welcome his son-in-law with a very good impression.

" Bik, please wake up Rifky with Medina." Mama Kamila told one of the servants.

" Okay, Madam."

The waiter went upstairs and knocked on Rifky's room door. Already several times on tap, still there is no authenticity from inside. The maid returned downstairs and apologized to Nyonha for not being able to wake the Young Master.

" The boy... Has this hour not yet released his wife? You bad boy...!" grouse Mama Kamila.

" What's up, Ma...?" ask papa Surya.

Papa Surya and Mr. Hasan were already sitting at the dining table for breakfast together. Just waiting for their son and daughter-in-law.

" Rifky is built very difficult." complained Mama Kamila.

" Just leave it, Rifky must be tired last night just returned from Bali" said Mr. Hasan.

Before long Rifky and Medina went down with their tired faces. Just as the waiter knocked on the door, Rifky woke up but answered his call. Just by slightly forcing his wife to wake up, they immediately washed their faces and went downstairs before Mama Kamila who broke down her room.

" Morning... Pa, Ma, Dad.." Rifky's greeting followed by Medina.

" You guys haven't had a shower yet...?" ask papa Surya.

" Hehehee. not yet, Pa. But it was shubuh already wudhu kok." replied Medina nyengir.

" Huft... You're so slovenly." said Mama Kamila.

They had a quiet breakfast together, although Rifky occasionally bothered his wife. His left hand could not touch his wife's waist and rubbed his stomach behind his pajamas.

After breakfast, Rifky returned to the bathroom to take a shower as he had to leave for the office. Medina prepared her husband's clothes while the husband cleaned himself.

" Dear..here a minute dong." shouted Rifky from inside the bathroom.

Medina who heard him could only resign because her husband would definitely not let go.

" sister... What's up...?" Medina knocked on the bathroom door.

" Get in, honey.not locked."

Medina immediately entered and found her husband standing under a lighted shower. He smiled as he found his wife standing at the door.

" Why, Brother?"

" Help take a quick shower, baby."

" Huft... just like a child." grumbled Medina.

Just as Medina was about to step her foot in, suddenly the door of her room was knocked on by someone. With a small smile, Medina gave the code to open the door first.

" Beck...!!! Bullies...!" rifky was upset.

Medina opened the door and found her father there. Medina happily embraced her father whom she had left behind since marrying Rifky.

" Hey... Father's son why...?" lirih Mr. Hasan.

" Dina misses Dad."

" Rifky where...?"

" Bath, I want to see Rifky's sister?"

" I just want to go back to the village."

" When...?"

" This afternoon. I have to get back to work, I've been on leave for too long."

" Dina's coming, huh?"

Mr. Hasan gently rubbed the top of his daughter's head with a big smile. Even though in his heart he felt sad because he had to be far from his only daughter.

" You want to leave your husband?"

" But Dina doesn't want to be away from Dad."

" Daughter, now you're married. It's not good if you leave him. You can come if your husband lets."

" It's good to have your husband and your new family here. I'd be so happy if you were happy too."

" If Dina misses Dad, how?"

" Could be a phone call, a video call or you'll visit the village when your husband is off work."

" Who are you going home with?"

" Delivered driver sir Surya."

" Dina's going with Dad, huh?"

While Medina was whining, Rifky approached her with a smile. I don't know what the boy and the father were talking about, Rifky didn't get to hear it.

" What's up, Dad? Just come in, why stand in front of the door? You too, Deck... Why wasn't Dad told to come in?" rifky's reprimand to his wife.

" It's okay, Rif. I'm just gonna take a moment to go back to the village."

" Why hunt, Dad? Tomorrow, Rifky's with Dina."

" No, we'll get the driver."

" Sister, can Dina come with me?"

" I can, but I'll take you home."

" REally...?"

" Yes, but I can't pick him up tonight. You staying there is okay, right?"

" Where are you going?"

" There's a meeting with a client tonight, baby. Tomorrow afternoon brother pick you up."

Medina looked at her husband and father in turn. She was confused between choosing to stay with her husband or take her father to the village.

" Don't think about it so seriously, you try to catch up tonight to the village" said Rifky.

" You're tired, Rif. No need to obey Dina's request is strange - strange" said Mr. Hasan.

" Yahhhh...!" sulcan Medina.

" Bath there, Deck!" rifky Tegur.

" Sister don't leave before Dina finishes the bath."

" Yes, Nicko's bullet is coming."

Medina rushed into the bathroom because she did not want her husband to wait too long.

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After the sublime, Medina followed her father back to the village. He looks very happy to be able to breathe the air of his hometown. Memories of his childhood with his mother made him shed tears.

" Mom, I miss you. We are all happy at the moment, Dina is married to a man whom mother already considers her own mother's son." - Inner Medina.

" Dina, what's wrong with you?" ask Hasan worried.

" Dina misses mom, Dad. Later that afternoon to mom's grave, huh?"

" Yes, we haven't visited your mother in a long time. I miss him a lot too."

" I'm sorry Dina, Dad... Dina once doubted my father's love for me."

" Forget it, it's over. You and I are happy now, just keep going like this."

Medina put her head in her father's lap. Moments like this must be very rarely they do again. Medina was married and lived in the city, while the father settled in the village where he lived from childhood.

Without feeling they have reached the front of the house after traveling almost 4 hours because the car is running at medium speed.

" Assalamu'alaikum." - Medina as she opened the door.

" Wa'alaikumsalam. "sahut pak Hasan behind him.

" Eventually home too, Dad."

" Alhamdulillah, we are given safety so that we get home in good health wal 'afiat."

" House is dirty, Dad. Dina bersihin first huh?"

" So pray and keep resting."

" But, Dad_..."

" Morrow morning, just clean your room to sleep."

Medina went straight into the room to clean the bed and sweep the floor so that later she could rest comfortably.

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TB

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