CLBK (Long Love Hasn't Been Long)

Failed Deh

Nindi and Marcel were already in the room. Nindi was about to open her dress.

"Yes... Ask dong for help." Nindi told Marcel.

Marcel was happy to help Nindi lower her dress zipper. But Marcel's bottom, his hands were everywhere that managed to make Nindi sigh.

"Yeah... I'm gonna take a shower. Sultry." Nindi.

Marcel stripped all of Nindi's clothes. "What'sthis? Oh Allah....! Failed to." Marcel looks disappointed.

Nindi chuckled at Marcel's bent face.

"Ah You were taught this afternoon, do not want to. Now even his guests are coming... Hadeeeh... Fail again.fail again." Marcel's grouse.

"It's all your fault, Yang." Canda Nindi's.

"Kok so I'm the one who was wronged? Why did I invite that guest?" Marcel looked upset.

"Hehehe... Because you keep thinking, I'm so stressed and cape. Almost every day I swim in the Fish Catch River to forget you." Nindi pursed her lips.

Marcel chuckles. "Sorry, Yaang...." Marcel immediately carried the body of Nindi who only wore underwear to the bathroom.

In the bathroom. Marcel continued to whine for help channeling his passion.

"Don't Sayang.... It's a shame that it was thrown away. That's gonna be our junior." Nindi tried to give Marcel some understanding.

"Will be producing again." Marcel Canda.

"But not so single again, dong?!" Canda Nindi's.

"Hehehe... Aye yes. Yes I can stand it. I also want to feel the beginning of handing over my bachelor to you." Marcel.

Nindi hugged Marcel's body. Marcel. They finally bathe each other.

Marcel prayed Isha alone. Nindi just watched as she tidied Marcel's clothes into the wardrobe. Soon Marcel took the Quran which Nindi had taken out of his suitcase.

Marcel began to teach. Nindi sat next to Marcel. Occasionally Nindi corrected Marcel's reading. Marcel still has a lot to learn.

Marcel kissed Nindi's lips because Nindi was helping her. "Thank you, I'm..." Marcel.

"I'm glad I did it because you want to learn." Nindi.

Marcel has finished his reading. He put his Quran neatly.

Marcel carried Nindi's body. Nindi is immediately shocked by Marcel's treatment. "Byawww..." Shouted Nindi.

"Yeah... You're not hungry? We haven't had dinner yet." Ask Nindi.

"Yes, I'm hungry. I'm just embarrassed to ask for it." Marcel.

"Now is that siihh? You are my husband. You are now a mother's child." Nindi pursed her lips and it made Marcel anxious. Marcel grabbed Nindi's nape and did lip work, until Nindi gasped.

Marcel took off his pagutan while chuckling. "Your son, your lips."

Nindi blushed in embarrassment. "Would you eat?" Ask Nindi again.

Marcel nodded and immediately took Nindi's hand out of the room.

Fitri, Mom and Fahmi smile at Marcel and Nindi who look happy.

"Eat first, son. Just rest." Said Mother.

"Yes Mom... Marcel's hungry. He's happy with Mom's rendang." Nindi.

Mom smiled. "Alhamdulillaah if Mother's cooking is suitable for Marcel."

"What's Mommy say, Honey?" Marcel asked Nindi.

Nindi explained to Marcel that I said.

Marcel smiled. "Thank you, Mom." Marcel said, Thank you.

Others laughed at Marcel's words. They also eat with great joy.

Marcel and Nindi were already in the room. Marcel was still sitting on the couch. Mother's house has been renovated, because Nindi asked for it. They help each other with the costs of renovating Mom's house.

Nindi's room was now wider than before. Tia asked for her room to be dismantled so that Nindi's room would be spacious.

Tia thought, He already has a house near Mom.

Nindi approached her husband. "You don't want to sleep yet, honey?" Tanya Nindi who put her head on Marcel's shoulder.

"I still feel full. I ate a lot of it." Marcel.

Nindi chuckles. "You are the Abbis who ate it, so I added it again. Yaaa...."

"Yup..." Marcel Sahut.

"Tales dong You can get here?" Pinta Nindi's.

"Do you want to know what Bingit is?" Marcel said in Indonesian.

Nindi was shocked and stared fixedly at Marcel's face. "Who taught you?" Nindi curious.

"That's why...." Nindi pinched Marcel's waist. "Start yes. play secrets just like me..." Nindi pursed her lips.

"So Fathir and Atala taught me, Miss Doctor." Marcel Canda.

"Huhu... Just look out for Fathir and Atala tomorrow." Threat Nindi.

"Eeiyts... You want what they do. They're your handsome kids." Marcel Canda.

"Kepoooo deeehhh you...." Nindi poked her lips.

"Huhaha...." Marcel hugged Nindi's body gnashed.

Marcel started to tell stories while not taking off his embrace on Nindi.

FLASH BACK ON

Marcel sat pensively on the balcony of his room. "Nindiii... Why did you leave me? Oh, my God, what am I supposed to do?"

Suddenly his phone rang. Marcel rushed to the room to pick up his cell phone on the table.

Marcel opened the incoming message. "Hows it? Have you read my letter?" message from Lambok.

"God... I forget. I haven't read the letter. Where did I put it?" Marcel recalled, two days ago during the departure of Nindi and the Lambok Family, Jeni gave him an envelope from Lambok.

Because Marcel was so sad and upset, he forgot his letter.

Marcel checked his dirty basket. House's falling apart. Dirty clothes lying here. Nindi was able to make herself mess up.

Marcel didn't find it. He remembered. "Oohh yeah... I still have a Doctor's blazer." Marcel rushed to pick up his blazer hanging off just like that. Marcel checked every bag.

"Here we go." Marcel opened the envelope. He sat under his bed.

"I'll make my sister forget about you, if you don't come to marry her and fulfill her requirements."

"I've slipped my best friend's business card, if you change your mind."

That's the only message Lambok wrote. A business card tucked in an envelope. Marcel took. He read.

"Ustadz Muhammad Joey William's. Director of Mercedez Global Company." Marcel.

"Do you think I'm no stranger to this name?" Marcel remembered.

"Yes God... So he's a convert and now he's an ustadz?" Marcel muttered.

Marcel knows who Joey is. He was very obedient to his former religion. Marcel often met him while he was worshipping on Sundays.

"I didn't expect. He who is very obedient, can move trust. Marcel sighed." Marcel hurried to his feet. He saw the state of his apartment.

"Yes God... Rich ship broke." Marcel rubbed his hair rough.

Marcel started picking up his dirty clothes and carrying them to the back. He put it in the washing machine and pressed the on button on the washing machine.

Marcel's household furniture is complete. Nindi who helped him complete because they planned to be married. But Nindi put up the conditions. Eventually they continued to delay their marriage plans.

Marcel started tidying up his apartment. Sweeping and mopping. Also wash dirty kitchen furniture, while waiting for the washing machine to finish.

Marcel sighed looking at his apartment that looked neat and clean. He saw Nindi smiling on the sofa in front of Tivi. Nindi was so happy to be there.

Marcel shakes. "You're not here, but your shadow still teases me." Marcel smiled.

Then Marcel cleaned himself, shaving the hairs on his face that he had not cleaned for two days.

FLASHBACK OFF'S.

Nindi crumpled her body on the sofa. His head was above Marcel's thigh.

Marcel rubbed Nindi's head gently. "If sleepy, sleep well. The story is tomorrow. I'm going to the river where you're fishing. It looks fun." Marcel.

Nindi nodded. Nindi is about to wake up. But Marcel immediately carried Nindi's body to the bed. Marcel laid Nindi's body down slowly. Marcel kissed Nindi's forehead.

"When did the guest come home?" Ask Marcel.

"Sunday." Nindi said briefly.

"What's??!! Oh My God's. Long time." Marcel looks upset.

"Prophey, Which..." Nindi Goda.

"Next week has not been fasting? O Allah. Doubel fasting deh I." Marcel patted his own forehead.

"Hehehehe..." Nindi chuckles. "What's the matter?" Ask Nindi.

"That means I'm unemployed for over a month, dong?!" Marcel sulking.

"Why is that why?" Nindi.

"And if fasting can't be related?" Marcel.

"You're just there. That can't be connected after dawn until maghrib, dear. The rest can." Nindi.

"REally..??? Alhamdulillaah..." Marcel hugged Nindi's body tightly.