Dusk Rainbow

Finishing party

The nearly five-hour reception ended with a prize draw. The entire committee was flocking to do its job. They collected the names listed on the entrance ledger and brought them onto the stage.

Guests who are still in the place scattered forward to witness the end of the event which is certainly festive and makes the heart sport.

"Sister, let's go there!" Raisya continued to pull Devan's burly arm. He was already impatient and expected to get the top prize even though the chances were very small.

For the sake of the idol forced Devan to stand in the front guard beside his relatives and spread some lottery coupons that he got.

"Geez Van, you can't come, here the coupon is for me" Alfan asked, but was immediately picked up by Raisya.

"Son't got his own."

"Yes, after all, the prize is a lot of cosmetics, later if you can for whom, '' ridiculed Devan who is not less julid than his wife.

"For your gemooyyy wife." Alfan looked at Raisya and raised his eyebrows rapidly. Sontak Devan punched his best friend who had dared to flirt with his wife.

"What are you doing here?" reprimand the father who just came down from the pelaminan.

Alfan ran away from someone who was very influential to him.

Raisya smiled shyly and squeezed the paper in her hand until it was in the shape of a ball.

"Better now you accompany your mother" said Father.

"Did I say, the father did not allow the family to get a gift" whispered Devan, not forgetting to steal a kiss on Raisya's cheek that he had forgotten for several hours because he was in a public place.

Devan makes it clear and points to the small text that is under the number section.

Not for family. 

Rami only read it in his heart. 

Forced Raisya to obey and follow the steps Devan approached Mother who was in the corner of the ballroom while massaging her legs.

Hoaaam

Devan threw his body on the long sofa and used his thigh as a pillow, while Raisya was beside the mother leaning his head on the shoulders of her in-laws.

Tonight's party not only made them both happy, but also sleepy and tired.

"It's over soon, if you want to go to the room, that's okay" mother suggested, one hand stroked Raisya's head, while the other rubbed Devan's forehead.

"I want to be with mom, we're all here, right?" ask Raisya.

"Yes, I don't think the road is strong either."

Mother again stroked her calf which was increasingly painful because of long standing and walked to and fro.

"Dear to see, it turns out from those who are most fertile you." Devan turns and turns to sit next to Raisya, showing some pictures of the entire family of women that he took some time ago.

There are brides, Asyifa, Airin, Anggia, Raisya, Mayra and most edge there is Alisa.

Instantly Raisya pinched Devan's waist which made the master grimace.

Devan leaned over and laughed at Raisya's increasingly adorable red lips.

"Don't sulk dong, I even like you like this, soft." Devan lowered his voice, but did not dampen Raisya's cheeks that were increasingly blushing.

''But I'm embarrassed, they're all slim, but I'm __" Raisya cut off her words as Devan silenced her lips. 

''Brother, your hands smell like salmon, don't hold it.'' Raisya lowered Devan's hand.

''Eat it don't be weird, whatever your circumstances I'm still in love.''

''Yes, if it can be quite right, when else there is a luxurious doorprize like this, ''' added Airin who also felt annoyed.

''Later at the wedding of Brother David there must be, '' Devan said. 

''I....'' David pointed at himself. Let alone getting married, even dating has not thought.

''Dear, what are you waiting for, you are mature and successful, and now just find a wife.''

David's eyes glanced towards Anggia. The girl who is still sitting in High School is also the son of her parents' best friend. 

''I think it's still a long time, Mother, '' said David scratched his head and left the place, afraid to be the subject of conversation because of his single status. 

Mother just shook her head looking at the children with different expressions. Someone seemed to be enjoying the party. Some are disappointed with the rules of the father, even though from the gift it is all expensive and luxurious items but unfortunately not for the family.

"Now you go quickly to the room, pray after that sleep," said the mother firmly.

No one dared to argue, finally the twins and Asyifa left the party first.

One by one the guests say goodbye, now live some close relatives and business colleagues who are still there, talk to each other with father and discuss work.

***

Syakila continued to grimace as Afif treated her abrasive legs because the high heels she wore were too narrow. Now the newlyweds are already in the room to unwind the all day bandaging. 

"Slow down, it hurts." Syakila's hand gripped the shoulder of Afif who was crouching in front of her, while Syakila sat on the edge of the bed that was still filled with rose petals. 

"Why don't you tell me that narrowness can change."

Afif looked up for a moment, helping Syakila remove her hijab and some accessories that adorned her clothes. 

"I don't think it's this bad."

There was no telling, Afif looked at Syakila's face with an intense look. This was the first time Afif had looked at Syakila up close and could obscure any strangeness of the girl's face.

"Mas, why are you looking at me like that?"

Syakila lowered her head in embarrassment as Afif's eyes did not blink.

"Now we pray first, after that __" Afif hangs his words, what's next, but makes the fine fur Syakila creeps.

There was a greeting from the corner of Afif's lips who became a priest, then followed Syakila who became a mum, after which the two continued with a prayer chant for several minutes.

Afif took off the pecans and placed them on the small table beside him, then twisted his body in a sitting position. Helping Syakila take off her face and fold it. 

"Are you ready?" ask Afif slowly but emphasizing. 

Silently, he turned his eyes the other way. Although both mature, to Syakila it was something still strange. If he usually prays alone, sleeps alone, now there are men who accompany him, even room with him.

"I'm ready" Syakila replied straightforwardly. 

The green light flashed, Afif immediately pulled the niche of Syakila's neck and fused his lips together.

No, I'll be a virgin soon. 

Although Syakila tried to calm down, her chest even more rumbled as Afif deepened his kiss. Both of his hands clasped tightly onto Afif's arms, while both of his eyes were perfectly closed.

When lulled with his first kiss, suddenly Syakila's body felt floating.

Syakila opened her eyes slowly as Afif released her lip link, and sure enough. The man with the status of her husband had already raised his body towards the bed. 

And finally the cold room became hot as Afif continued his action on the mattress. With a burning passion until the two exchanged sweat.