Due to Neighbor's Clothes

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Nining is still limp. Nining did not expect that Dony would hug her tightly and feel sad and regretful. Nining felt bad. It's the second time he's bullied Dony.

“Mas. Sorry me. I was just kidding. I'm not that weak, I'm still healthy inner birth,” exclaimed soft Nining. There was a fear of remembering yesterday's events, he also bullied Dony.

“You why didn't you hear Mas's words? I'm afraid you're why-why. Anyway you don't joke like that anymore. Promise?” Dony mengultimatum, do not want similar events to happen again.

Nining smiled and then returned to her husband. Hugged him spoiled and tempted him to forget everything that was going on between them. They forgot their dinner, at least until ten in the evening. Especially if spending the night together as a form of regret.

“Sayang. Let's go eat? You must be hungry,” invite Dony who saw Nining really tired of what they did.

“I'm ready first then.” Nining was sitting a little doyong, Dony felt bad.

“Wait a minute.” Dony immediately went to the bathroom to arrange the warm water to be used for Nining's bath. He didn't want Nining to get sick from taking a cold shower, especially here the air is pretty cold.

After the shower, Nining has now turned beautiful. Dony is increasingly fascinated by Nining's natural beauty. They enjoyed a romantic dinner. This time not on the beach side, but indoors. The weather is not very favorable because there is a lot of wind.

Keep candle light dinner, with a friendly they enjoy the atmosphere of a romantic dinner.

***

One week has passed, the feeling is still not sincere if you have to go home. Nining continued to look at the room where she had died. For a week, there was a lot going on in that place.

Dony hugged Nining from behind. Seeing his wife still reluctant to go home, Dony tried to cheer. “You still want a vacation here?”

“Mas Dony's. Notwithstanding. I'm just remembering everything that's been going on here for the past week. Wonderful bang.” Nining turned her body, looking into the husband's sharp eyes. “Don't ever change and keep loving me even though I'll be old, ugly, fussy and senile.”

Dony framed Nining's face and stared at the beautiful highlight she had always longed for. “Mas won't change, dear. Love is only for you. Even if later you are senile, ugly and fat, this heart has been tied in your heart.” Dony points to Nining's chest as a sign of heart and love that has been ingrained and will never die.

“Thank you.” Nining hugged her husband warmly. Same with Dony. The embrace of affection and understanding of a husband and wife who pledged allegiance to death.

They are also ready to carry their clothes in a large suitcase. Of course, Dony was the one who brought him, while Nining only brought his own bag.

“Mas. Before going home, can we not buy souvenirs?” It is not common to walk home empty-handed.

“Sure. What would you like to buy?” Dony looked at the mobile phone and saw a typical Balinese souvenir spot.

“This, nih. Deket from here. Before checking out, we first drop the suitcase at the receptionist.”

***

Walking to the souvenir, Nining's feet felt sore, Dony saw it was not hearty. Without warning, Dony immediately carried his wife's small body.

Nining was shocked because his body was lifted, he tried to rebel to go down, but was defeated by Dony's great power. “Mas. Descending. Shame to know.”

“Then why? We are husband and wife, why shame?” Dony held Nining until they reached their destination.

There are a lot of Balinese souvenirs there. Nining and Dony were confused as to which one to choose. Finally he bought some for their family at home and of course the neighbors and close friends only.

***

“Huh. It's pretty good they haven't come home yet. Actually bored also sunbathe here, but mumpun there is free, why ga.” Sri muttered while drying her clothes one by one.

Crates

Sri's phone rang, forced Sri to stop her activities. Turns out who called Lucky—his husband.

“Mas Lucky's. Why'd he call? Isn't she at sea?” Sri was lazy and upset to see the name calling her. Of course he wants Dony to call.

“Gak ah's. I'm lazy to lift. Let alone.” Sri did not lift it instead turned off her tone so as not to hear Lucky calling her continue.

Until it's done sunning, Lucky's still calling too. Finally, Sri would not want to pick up the phone.

“Iya, Mas. What's up?” ask Sri lazily.

“Why are you, honey? Are you sick? How come the phone from Mas wasn't picked up? What are you sick with? Do you want to check? I transfer money, yes?” cerocos Lucky is worried about Sri's situation.

“I'm not pa-pa. No need to be lebay, huh. Last again drying clothes keeps his HP in the house. Hence newly appointed.”

“Oh, yes if you are not sick. I just want to let you know that tonight I want to go home. What do you want to bring?”

Sri glared instantly. No, he didn't think Lucky would be home so soon. Doesn't he usually come home once a year, why is this coming home again? Pimply. Could fail Sri's plan.

“Ma—mas want to go home? How come, what a spit, Mas? Didn't you just come home yesterday?” Sri stammered.

“Cepet how? Kan Mas came home six months ago. You forgot, huh? Take a look at the wheel. Mas always write the arrival and departure of Mas in our calendar.”

Sri immediately searched the calendar in her room. There's no way he's wrong. Did he have to meet Lucky and serve him for a week? Oh, no. I don't want it to feel.

The calendar was in sight and it turned out to be true. Lucky came home six months ago. Without Lucky, it feels like it's passing very quickly. However, if there is Lucky, one week alone feels like a year.

“What are you carrying, Darling?” Lucky said his wish. Lucky loves Sri very much, although Sri's attitude towards her is bad, she is still loyal and waiting for the miracle to come. Lucky always expected love from Sri even though for almost a year, he has not got it.

“No need. Bring a lot of money. I want to shop here,” replied Sri Ketus.

“Ya. Later Mas temenin you shop, yes?” Lucky is very happy to accompany his wife, although he is always a carrier of goods, it is more than enough. What matters is that Sri is happy.

“Hmm. Yes already. I want to clean up again. How long did you get home at what time?”

“Don't know. Maybe night. Wh why? You want to make a surprise for Mas huh?”

‘Iya, surprise. If I knew what time I would be home, I would run away,’ Sri said in her heart. It's so bad to meet Lucky.