Damar For Kinanti

evades

As usual, Damar woke up once in the morning, earlier than Kinanti.

Even though after Kinanti fell asleep last night, Damar came back out to talk with his guests who came a little more at night.

Orange is tingling where, as well as chickens belonging to neighbors, crowed in the ocean.

Damar who accidentally opened the window, brought a slightly piercing cold.

" Uhh.." muttered Kinanti still with her eyes closed,

he pulled out the blanket and curled up to warm himself.

Seeing that Damar closed the window.

He did not want the Kinanti who might still be tired was awakened because of the cold.

Damar smiled as he looked at the woman who was now legally his wife.

Of course, Kinanti had to adapt to the slightly cooler weather, because the village where Damar lived was surrounded by hills.

For Damar who is used to it, this cold actually makes him more excited to work in the morning.

There is nothing better than pure air and no pollution for him.

And now, complete already.the house with a beautiful view, the air is still plain and cool, and,

and..

a beautiful wife lying on her bed.

It felt like his heart was not strong, wanting to immediately jump on the bed and hug Kinanti.

But again he realized that the power of Kinanti is still drained due to their wedding yesterday.

With good self-defense and his wife's innocent charm still on the bed, Damar decided to jog this morning.

He immediately changed his clothes and left the room.

" Where are you going at dawn like this?" tanya Damar saw Yoga heating up his car.

" I have a seminar outside the city mas. a few days.." replied Yoga a little surprised by the presence of Damar.

Yoga thinks his departure this morning will not be known to Damar, because maybe Damar has not woken up.

" Aren't you still sick?" tanya Damar watched Yoga from top to bottom.

" I've had enough of it." replied Yoga still did not see Damar.

" What are you doing?" ask Damar seriously,

" What do you mean?"

" you won't look at me since yesterday, did I offend you? what did I say too rude yesterday?" ask Damar seriously,

" I couldn't have hit you. I said that so you could go and not nag me anymore." Damar added.

Hearing that Yoga glared at Damar at a glance and smiled, saying,

" I know you can't hit me..

you love me, right?

even though I'm not your real sister..?"

Somehow Damar felt something different about Yoga, his cheerfulness was gone, his gaze dimmed, and his tone was full of bitterness.

" Do you still need to ask that? I love you all, you, Kaila, Missa..

now tell me..

what was? any problems?" damar asked worriedly seeing Yoga which was usually full of energy withering like this.

" I told you I'm fine." replied Yoga again smiling.

" ah! who do you want to lie to..?"

Yoga pats Damar's arm,

" I haven't congratulated you, have I..?

congratulations mas.. blessed be. May goodness always cover you mas.." sound Yoga restrained.

Again Damar was astonished by the unusual expression of Yoga.

" Thank you, too, hurry to find a companion.." said Damar patted Yoga on the shoulder.

" Yes mas." replied Yoga again bowed.

" Where are you going for the seminar?" ask Damar later.

" To surabaya mas may be a bit long, because I also have a personal business..

I tipped Bagas ya mas. he I've moved to mbak Winda earlier, yes,

I was afraid when I woke up looking for me..

Is it a holiday today?"

Damar nodded, though,

" Of course, it's the newlyweds." Yoga smiled.

" Calm down. If there's no you, he's usually looking for me.."

" Yes, he always bothers you.."

" Want to jog?"

" Yes,"

" wives aren't invited?"

" He's still sleeping, his head hurt last night, because of the bun.."

" Oh.." Yoga sounds weird again.

" Go away, be careful.I jog first.hunt the sun rose.."

" Yes mas..".

Seeing Damar running away, Yoga also immediately entered his car.

He's been preparing some clothes and necessities this week.

There was no seminar or anything.

He deliberately stayed somewhere else to avoid a bad situation that might happen if he met Kinanti now.

With a heavy heart he drove his car towards the city.

He had to leave Bagas temporarily, because it was better for Bagas under the care of Mbak Winda.

" I'm sorry papa ya son. Papa shouldn't have run..

but for now it's the best." lamented while driving.

Kinanti again infiltrated into his heart, bringing with her the memories of the sweet memories that were growing more and more heart-rending.

Her, as he remembered Bagas' mother, his ex-wife,

it doesn't feel as painful and miserable as remembering Kinanti.

And because of that he was Yoga conscious,

that his heart was still tethered to the woman who was now part of his family.

On the gas of his car, he drove towards the city with a messy feeling.

Damar who had returned from jogging because the sun had started to fall and dawn had also disappeared,

immediately headed to the bathroom, he cleaned himself up.

When he came out of the bathroom he found Kinanti already sitting on the bed with her nightgown.

" Is it up, baby?" tanya Damar walked over while rubbing her still wet hair.

" Had taken a shower as well." said Damar to see Kinanti's hair was still wet.

Kinanti was silent, not answering.

It could be usual, complacent Kinanti arrived at the jalari feeling hot because of shame.

Although it had been husband and wife but still Kinanti was not unusual to see Damar's body which was only wrapped in a towel.

" Not funny.." Said Kinanti softly, bowing his gaze for the sake of shame, where his mind because of seeing the book-nail stomach.

" Why?" Tanya Damar sat down next to Kinanti, and played Kinanti's hair that was still wet.

" In asked me to be quiet." said Damar continued rubbing his hair.

" Where's the hair comb? I didn't find it.." asked Kinanti to shift her mind which way because of Damar's sturdy arm that went up and down rubbing the hair.

" It's in my room." Damar replied,

" Then this?"

" this is the bridal chamber, dear.., my room is not worth your stay, because it mixes with my work space..

so we just move here." Damar said.

" after all, you still don't need a comb.." Damar added, he threw his towel at the one he used to dry his hair on the table.

" Of course I need a mas, my hair is very stiff." lamented Kinanti could not catch Damar's intent.

Damar just smiled hearing that, he got up and locked the door, then again sat in front of Kinanti.

Kinanti gulped, her husband smiled so sweetly as if waiting for a gift.

" What?" ask Kinanti restlessly.

" It's still morning.let's go to sleep again.." said Damar softly.

he grabbed Kinanti's hand, dipped it several times.

" Where's my present..?" ask Damar, please,

" Ha.. what gift?"

" of course it's a gift from you, because I've been patient all night.."

Damar put Kinanti's hand on her chest.

Again, the sizzling that Kinanti was unable to control came back.

Kinanti could feel how warm Damar's body temperature was through his chest, even though the man had just taken a bath, but his body was this warm, Kinanti complained inwardly.

It seemed that she could not escape from this, an obligation she had to carry out after becoming a wife.