
"Just looking at the news over the internet, why are you so busy looking for your best clothes? were you invited to the opening of their cafe?."
All righty! it's okay if Arkan turns a little chatty lately. But her last words, made Melisa glance at him sharply"Even, if they hadn't invited me, I would still have come there."
In his face the haughty face of a Melisa, when saying that"You have a grudge against them? why do you look so angry?."
"I'm not angry, I'm just tired of unpacking these things. Uh! instead of you asking a lot of questions, quickly help me pack these things," pulled Arkan's leg who was just standing staring at him, while himself was still on the floor, and he was still on the floor, in an irregular sitting position after the fall.
Instead of helping out, Arkan distanced himself from Melisa"No! I'm just here to see how you are. I see you're alive, which means I can go home."
"Yeah!! Arkan! what do you think I am??."
"Man! what do you want to call it? sister ngesot? instead of forcing me to help you, better get all this mess done right away" the man leaned against the mouth of the door, with both hands folded over his chest.
"I haven't found the best clothes to wear tomorrow" Melisa said.
"How can you come, while you are not invited. Come on, Miss Melisa, at least you should have a little shame."
Arkan's speech, made the corner of Melisa's lips sneer"Aish! I told you, even if it's not invited, I'll definitely come. With you," after saying that, he smiled meaningfully at Arkan. It was a sign that he would stick to her like a stamp, and it was obvious that it would make Arkan bother.
"No way!."
"Hey, come! you have to take care of me."
"You're not a little boy anymore, Melisa."
"Not a little boy? then am I an adult now? can I be your partner? you said our relationship was impossible because I was just a little boy. But now that you're the one who said that I'm not a boy anymore," Arkan was caught up by her own words, Melisa looked at him with both eyes flickering, like a soapy light bulb.
"I'm hungry. I have to go home, "flee, Arkan ignored the barrage of questions coming out of the girl's mouth. Makes Melisa sing her lips, feeling upset.
Every minute, the man's steps further away but he is still in the room, looking for a way to keep Arkan from leaving him at this time.
Just as Arkan is at the door's mouth"Shelf!!," Melisa thwarts Arkan to open the door.
"What else???," hardened her.
"I'm hungry."
"Hupffhh!!," sounded heavy, the man gave a rough breath. Seen himself closing both eyes, trying to regulate the emotions that go up and down"Then pack this room, otherwise, I won't cook for you."
"Ready to do!!!," cried Melisa happily. The girl even jumped happily, and Arkan hot that had mastered the cold day. Melisa's smile and laughter made her heart calm, regardless of the girl's chatty attitude.
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"Assalamualaikum," a greeting was heard at the mouth of the door, a simple house that looked more tidy than usual.
The running voice of the little boy was heard getting closer, and when the door leaf opened, Enda's handsome face poked with a perfect smile"Waalaikumsalam, What do you bring home??."
Khair smiled, rubbing the head of the son after the back of his hand in the kiss of reverence"Daddy only had a mini mole cake."
Enda immediately snatched the package offered by Khair"Waahh, this is my father's delicious cake, Alhamdulillah. Thank you father," he exclaimed carrying the package running small, to the umma who was cooking in the kitchen.
"Umma wants? it's dad's gift."
Zafirah take a seat at the dinner table"You dong, can you feed umma?."
Looked, red hue on Enda's face. The boy nodded while feeding his beautiful umma.
While Khair, he smiled after his gaze met Zafirah's pair of pretty eyes.
"Have you come home yet?" he said as he walked forward, grabbed Khair's hand and kissed his back.
"Yes," he said, their relationship has not completely melted. This new bride still needs a lot of time together, chatting together, exchanging stories about each other. But unfortunately, on the wedding night, it must be spent Zafirah with Enda. The second night was the same, the boy did not intend to release his grip on the umma's arm until dawn.
When Khair tried to give an understanding, so that the umma should sleep with him, Enda's face immediately bowed"Enda was happy to have umma, the mother had never accompanied Enda to sleep. You're accompanied by your aunt, every day."
thinking about it, made Khair's head throb. Flowers in front of these eyes are very beautiful, but he can not have it completely, even just to smell the fragrance.
"Mas...," Zafirah called Khair, who was sitting dumbstruck at the table, while he was preparing a meal.
"What are you daydreaming about, mas," he said as Khair raised his gaze.
The man just shook his head"No, I'm just a little tired from the cafe."
Nodding small, Zafirah smiled at him"Seat the prayer isya, if still tired, I can massage you."
"Hem," Khair said, following Zafirah's movements with the tail of his eyes. The wife was pouring vegetables into a bowl, this woman looks so deft when in the kitchen.
Suddenly"Sruk!!," Zafirah was startled, with two round eyes, feeling a warm embrace from behind him.
"Mas...," he said slowly.
Khair still hugged her, tightly. The man put his face on the little shoulder of the wife, even though he was struggling in the kitchen, his scent felt comfortable for her.
"Mas Khair why?" he said, because Khair was silent, making him start to worry.
"Zafirah.;" he said, but paused, as if he were caught in doubt.
Then Zafirah turned the body, and now they have looked at each other, so close"What is it? are you in trouble?."
O God, a week ago this woman in front of him was still not who he was, even they were not very familiar. And when looking at him at such a close distance like this, Khair's maleness soul thrashed. That smooth cheek, that forehead, that sharp nose, those really beautiful eyes, and that big lips....
Slowly the distance between them eroded further, Zafirah sank into the gentle man's shady gaze, and Khair grew increasingly anxious to taste his entitlement.
And when their lips meet, there is a strange gelenyar that makes Zafirah tense, to clench his hands. Unlike Khair, this was not his first time, but it was very different when he kissed his sweet wife. As time went on, they began to sink into the sweetness of love, until they forgot that there was another human in their current residence.
"Umma.., Enda is already getting hungry," the boy's voice rang out along with his footsteps towards the kitchen.
Pushing Khair's body"I.iya son, umma was preparing..," his breath was roaring, like a man running far away.
"Umma is done, son," he said, and Enda was present among them.
"Enda, can you get me Dad's phone? I thought I put it near the television."
"Ready dad," the boy chattered back to the living room.
Immediately, Khair wiped the edges of Zafirah's lips, tidying back the pink lipstick that became a mess because of his actions.
To be continued...
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