Damar For Kinanti

We're going home

Dinda came out of her room, fully dressed.

" His breakfast Din?" call Kinanti who is frying fish.

" I have breakfast at the market." replied Dinda with a lethargic face.

" Why are you sick?" tanya Kinanti approached.

" Healthy." answered Dinda took the key.

" is it lethargic?"

" yes yes it is. wong raiso turu mambengi.(cannot sleep last night.. )"

" lha why? is anyone in the mind?" ask Kinanti with an innocent face.

" your voice is Nan.your voice is lhoo..?!" dinda replied while looking down, Dinda's mood was really bad.

Kinanti immediately fell silent,

he understood exactly what Dinda meant,

without saying anything else he went back to the kitchen to see the fish he had fried.

There was nothing better than to shut up and let Dinda go now.

Dinda had just touched her bike, but Damar who was smoking on the terrace arrived at the guest room.

" Let me help you" Damar took over the bike and took it out onto the porch.

" Hemm.. thanks mas.." said Dinda, at a glance seen by Dinda Damar's face that beamed series.

Silent silence Dinda sighed, true yes husband and wife, testing her born and inner.

Without saying anything more Dinda immediately boarded his bike and left for a new market.

Yoga calls Kaila because of her high curiosity about Kaila and Yusuf's relationship.

" Since when?" tanya Yoga sat quietly, and,

Kaila was silent, did not answer and just kept bowing.

" Don't think because Damar doesn't exist you can as you like..

I know Yusuf Kaila..

know Joseph well." firmly Yoga, he was like commemorating.

" Are you sure Yusuf really likes you?"

the question of Yoga makes Kaila stare at Yoga.

Like I can't believe the word comes out of Yoga's mouth.

" What does time say? do you think he's playing with me?" asked Kaila with a serious face.

" I didn't say that,"

" but mas implying that?"

Yoga took a deep breath, it was very difficult to talk to young people, he thought.

" Look, mas would rather you focus on your college,

with the character of Yusuf, I fear you have forgotten your true purpose..

remember, don't disappoint Mas Damar nduk.."

" i know mas...Joseph always made a fuss about marrying me, but I made it clear to him that I would not marry before I finished my education.."

" then, what did he say?"

" he was willing to wait for me, even though he said that his figure would be much older than it is now, and there would probably be a younger man who might have caught my attention." replied Kaila.

Yoga is silent, reviewing the sentence Kaila.

" That means you can stay firm with your goals even though Joseph will take a frontal stance later?" tanya Yoga then.

" Of course if I'm valuable to him, he'll soften, but if he doesn't soften, then his love isn't too great for me to hold on to, mas,"

Yoga flinches in the heart,

he had not expected Kaila to say such a thing, either,

Yoga thought that Kaila's eyes and heart would be covered by Joseph and made him ignorant, but he did not.

" I thought you'd insist.It turns out you're quite capable of understanding the situation..

it's good that you understand enough of what I'm saying..

I'm just afraid, the figure of Yusuf hard and grusa grusu will hurt you later." said Yoga a little relieved by the calmness of Kaila.

" We go home the day after tomorrow." said Kinanti as she held her husband's arm.

The two walked out of the plaza area.

Damar raised his eyebrows,

" Really?" ask her with a sparkling face,

" Of course, baby, two or three days is fine.I'll wait.." replied Damar kissing his wife's forehead.

And the two decided to cross the road, looking for a small handler on the road that filled with many sellers.

After buying a glass of cold milk and sitting for a moment, take a seat,

the two returned on foot, they passed the African Asian road, which they had only heard from textbooks during Elementary School.

The two walked quietly, enjoying the night atmosphere of Bandung city that they would leave the day after tomorrow.

In silence Damar was grateful, seeing how bright his wife's face was, and how tightly Kinanti's hands hugged her arms while occasionally leaning her head against Damar's arms spoiled, pampered,

as if no matter the view of people around, tonight is really happy.

It was early in the morning when Damar began to wake up from his sleep.

The eyes that were slouched open closed again because of drowsiness.

" Dear.." Damar's voice shrieked as he crept under the blanket and wrapped his hands around his wife's belly, who was not dressed.

Of course it was because of Damar's actions last night.

Kinanti thought after tired of walking the road they would rest well, but it was not..

Damar even bothered him many times.

Damar's eyes suddenly opened as his hands continued to touch his wife's stomach.

Curiously the man got up and put his head on his wife's waist, while continuing to stroke his wife's stomach.

There is a different. Inner Damar,

he just realized, how can Kinanti's body get thinner, while her stomach is getting fuller.

" Nan..?" call Damar still with his head on Kinanti's waist.

But she looked tired, not moving a bit.

" Nan?? wake up a minute..??" Damar called again, but Kinanti did not move.

The curious Damar half-dead pulled his hand from Kinanti's stomach.

Touching his wife's sensitive parts and smelling her neck,

making the heavy sleepy Kinanti suddenly move and slightly wriggle because of amused.

" Mr..?!" kinanti's voice was upset with her eyes still closed.

But Damar's hand still moves tempting Kinanti to wake up.

" I'm tired of it..??" kinanti complains by closing her eyes.

" Answer first.And let me sleep again." Damar whispered.

" Geez in the morning.. what..?" kinanti replied half muttering.

" is your mens smooth?" ask Damar where his hands are, where,

" hemm. forgot, it seems like it has not been mens.." replied Kinanti still with a murmur, then shortly back to sleep.

Damar immediately fell silent, his hands that had been nosy where he was now sitting in place.

His wife looked at him while sitting.

Seen the chest of the field that is not covered by anything, with the owner who is putting on a face that is gawking.

Between bewildered and shocked Damar looked so stupid with his facial expression now.

In his eyes his wife's face was again well done, and touched again and again the wife's stomach, and again,

like trying to convince something.

Hunts the man down from the bed,

take her clothes lying on the floor and put them on.

Covering his wife's body again, Lali immediately walked out of the room.

" Mr Dinda? mbak Dinda?" Damar knocked on Dinda's door several times, until Dinda came out with her sleepy face, messy hair and pretty thick eye bags.

Damar was a little surprised at him, but his goal immediately resuscitated him.

" What's wrong?" asked Dinda with a sour look.

" Can you tell me, the pharmacy that's open 24 hours here?" ask Damar.

Dinda rubbed her eyes, though,

" Want to buy what? it's still dawn?"

" anything to buy now, urge mbak?" damar's voice sounded really, really,

" Near the Market, take a 15-minute motorbike, the fork there turns to the right. There will be a market, just look around it." replied Dinda,

" Key motorbike tacky. watch out for stray.." said Dinda again then went back into the room and closed the door.