Destiny Love Moon

The fall of the Moon Throne.

Kreeekkk...booomm," Tara was stunned to stare at the fast-moving hoop down, but the end of the windshield was still stuck at the top.

"What's up, Bang?" tanya Moon came panting worried her husband had something going on.

"I'm going to get Lan's water, but the bucket is slumping, instead" Tara looked puzzled.

"Oh sorry Bang, I forgot not to fill the bucket first," The moon that was 165 cm tall had no trouble knitting the end of the windpipe.

Tara just looked at me.

The moon then draws water, filling the empty bucket. Tara noticed his wife nimba looking pulled the bucket felt heavy her heart slipped.

Today it turns out that there are still people who draw water, ***** outside, even the bathroom without a door.

Tara turned to look at his wife not blinking, imagining bad things. What if his wife is taking a bath and someone is doing something rude? "Oh my God." Tara's heart rumbles of questions sprung up.

Tara realized from daydreaming then wanted to help his wife

"Here I am the neem," Tara took over the winch, she pity this kind of duty should be a working man, not a woman like his wife.

"Later hand Abang scuffed loh," prevent the Moon.

"It's okay Lan. Oh right Lan, do you draw like this every day?" tanya Tara pointed at the well.

"Yes Bang, if not who else am I, Mother? I can't help it if Mom gets to the neem," the Moon shook her head.

"Let go of your hand let me be the neem" forced Tara.

"Yes, be careful Bang, I want to continue cooking." The moon back in the kitchen.

The man who usually only holds a pen, and the laptop now draws occasionally blow his palm that feels sore.

*******

In the evening Bumantara ate at his father-in-law's house for the first time. Simple cuisine no side dishes, at least tempe tofu, only oseng long beans and crackers.

Tara again surprised, it turns out there are still many difficult people while he in the big city always eat well. However, Tara ate voraciously. Tara has not given a living, it is only natural to be husband Moon a day.

"Son Tara, why so little, sorry son, I can only provide food like this," Fatimah apparently noticed her new daughter-in-law who was daydreaming.

"Oh, ma'am-not so ma'am, this food is delicious," Tara replied nervously.

"Healthy food is like this Bang, we're used to vegetarians," cut the original Moon. Actually not a vegetarian but this is how everyday eating only vegetables, when eating meat and chicken when there is an event.

"Don't think about it" concluded Tara grasping the hands of the Moon.

"Auw" Tara grimaced holding the Moon's palm too tightly.

"What's the matter?" now the Moon, holding her husband's hand, observes.

"Astagfirlullah. Abang's hand," Moon was surprised to find Tara's palm scuffed and red-red.

"Why?" Fatimah approached.

"See Abang Bu's hand," point to the Moon.

Fatimah nodded when she saw her daughter-in-law's hand. Tara could have lied if her daughter-in-law's parents were just a traveling peddler like Tara told her, but in view of Tara's face, it was certain that Tara was blue blooded. Even though Tara is hiding who she is.

"It's okay, ma'am," Tara broke the tension.

Finished eating they chatted in front of the house on stilts watching the moonlight.

"Lan, this money is holding yes, for your purposes," Tara gave some red money.

"No Brother, this money is for your needs only, I have got mascawin from Abang for my needs," plain Moon.

"If the name of the dowry is for you the Moon, not for household purposes,"

"Now please hold this money, this is my living, this is the new one that I hold, the day after I go to the city again take to the ATM,"

The Moon looked at the money that was still in Tara's hands no matter how much, so far never had that much money. The sales of most vegetables Month only get the change.

"The moon, if you're dumb, let's take it,"

Tara held onto the Moon's hand then gave the money to her palm.

"Thank you Bang, tomorrow I go to the market to buy a nice side dish for Brother," said last month put money in the bag.

"Saying vegetarian" Tara chuckled at his shoulder.

"Who are you, who the hell are you?" The moon asked seriously.

"I'm Bumantara, born 22 years ago, why?" Tara tightened her open.

"iihi... Brother! I'm serious," The moon is pouting. "It must be a lie! Actually Brother is not the son of a jengkol salesman" Moon turned out to have a mind like his mother.

"Live another month of college assignments I finished, later you will know," concluded Tara.

At ten o'clock at night the air outside was so cold, they then went to the room through Fatimah's room was deserted.

Arriving at the Moon's room and Tara immediately lay down on the mattress that was worn out bed was old.

"Cold yes" Tara embraced his wife's body. If Tara's cold because of the night wind. Different from the moon. He sweats cold because he first slept with a man.

Never mind sleeping together, the Moon has never been close to any man. Bumantara is the first love and in fact immediately married, even though he was 20 years old is still very young of course.

"You're sweating" said Tara, inserting her hand into the Moon's chest.

"Dude..." The moon wanted to get rid of her husband's hand but lost strongly to the hand of Tara who was twisting the mound.

"Moon..." Tara could not bear to hold back her desire. The quiet night only heard the sound of crickets in addition to the night made the two more immersed in the sea of romance.

"Dude..." The moon resigned, letting her husband fight his sensitive places felt drifting into a world that he had never stepped on.

"Can ya?"

The moon was speechless just nodding biting at her lower lip.

Kret.

Braaakk.

The Moon bed collapsed making both of them who were without a piece of cloth fell among the bed ruins.

"Bulaaann.." call Fatimah's mom outside the curtains. "Why are you, son?" ms. Fatimah was worried she thought her new daughter-in-law Tara was doing kdrt.

"It's okay, ma'am," the two answered immediately covering her body with a blanket.

"Oh that's it.." Fatimah's mom went back to the room immediately.

While in the room both giggled while looking at the bed as how to get rid of the wood.

*********

"So right? Tara's married Ta?" keke asked Ananta, a college friend who is obsessed with Bumantara, to win Tara's heart. They are currently chatting in one of the houses they live in.

"Yes, but watch out! Do not talk to Mama, Papa Tara, let Tara herself speak to her parents" Ananta stressed.

Keke then went to his room a sense of disappointment, anger, resentment filled the space of his heart. The man loved since High School has married Keke's heart feels betrayed.