FRIEND OR HUSBAND

Honeymoon

Finally they finished the real shower. The time almost showed at 4:30 am, almost an hour ago they took a bath together.

"Tok.. tok.. !" The door is knocked.

"Darling, are you awake? It's dawn, you have to leave soon, right?" Asked Nurlaila's mother, woke up her son and daughter-in-law who had not yet left the room, but the time was almost too late.

Ashafa walked over, opening the door to his room.

"Jegk." The door sounds open.

"We're awake, ma'am, we'll leave at 5:30. Hang onto Mama's house, go straight to the airport." Asyafa explained.

"All your stuff is packed? Important papers, such as Passport and Visa already prepared?" Nurlaila's mother asked worriedly, afraid that they would forget the little thing that could have canceled them going on their honeymoon.

"Already, Mom." Asyafa replied briefly and only smiled.

"Okay, then. But your face why that smile, than I noticed? After shampooing early in the morning, is it not cold?" Asked Nurlaila's mother, teasing her son whose behavior was a little strange according to her, while Ashafa just shook his head slowly.

"For Mom..." Sapa Rayhan, approaching her mother-in-law while kissing the back of her mother's hands reverence.

"Mother's favorite daughter-in-law. Yes already if you are awake, kirain you bad luck has not woken up. Now you stay first, you want to prepare breakfast later on the road." Nurlaila's mother answered while receiving a helping hand from her son-in-law and leaving them both.

"Love, pray first." Invite Rayhan to fulfill the duties of a Muslim.

"Okay, baby." Say Asyafa, closing the door of his room, and grabbing the face in his closet.

After they performed the two prayers, Ashafa kissed the back of her husband's hands. Rayhan accepted happily, then kissed his wife's forehead, and prayed for their kindness.

"Aamiin's." Answer Ashafa, who heard good prayers from her husband for them.

Rayhan smiled, then looked at his wife filled with love and affection.

"I Love You, my wife." Rayhan whispered in his wife's ear, hugging his wife tightly.

"I Love You too, my husband." Asyafa replied as well, smiling warmly at her husband's embrace.

"Hopefully we will be happy to continue like this, until there is our future child in this belly, love." Rayhan said, touching his wife's flat stomach.

"Aamiin's." Answer Asyafa back.

After that they tidied up their prayer equipment, and began preparations for the airport.

"Love, your hair is still wet. Come on, sister help to dry it." Bid her husband willingly, and was warmly welcomed by his wife. Asyafa sat facing the large mirror in her room, looking at her husband who was ready for the action.

Rayhan dries his wife's hair with a hair dryer, combing her hair softly and neatly. He looked back at his wife from the mirror and smiled sweetly.

"It's dry, love. Your hair is soft, thick, straight but underneath it is curly, long, huuueeem." Praise Rayhan for sniffing his wife's hair.

"Thank you, honey, for the compliment." Asyafa blushed in shame, with the behavior and words of her romantic husband according to him.

Rayhan smiled from the reflection of the mirror, he hugged his anxious wife from behind his back then whispered.

"Yes.love, equally."

"Now change, the brother I dry his hair well." Pinta Ashafa, who instantly changed their previous position.

After they dry their hair, they dress up. They spray perfume on his body with a fragrance that they usually use.

Finally they finished also with all her belongings, the time had shown at 5:30 am, They say goodbye to Mbo Ijah, and her husband who was named Mang Udin, and Pak Satpam Kodir.

"Be careful on the road well Non, Aden, congratulations to the Netherlands, and come back here again well." Said Mbo Ijah already crying while hugging the amak her employer, who was followed by her husband and Pak Satpam Kodir with a nod his head small and smile.

"Yes... Mbo, Mang Udin, Mr. Kodir, thank you for that." Say Asyafa and her husband, while unraveling the embrace of Mbo Ijah.

Dadang driver runs the car at medium speed, Mom and Dad take them to the airport, all the way they talk with laughter and happy. Sometimes Rayhan looks anxious with the behavior of his wife who is sometimes jutek, and fierce but looks cute, and sweet according to him.

Rayhan contacted Mama Jovanka, to see if they had gone or not. It turns out that they have arrived, while Rayhan and his wife are still on their way.

"Mom, we're still on the street stuck in traffic."

"Yes, it's okay, the important thing is that you are safe until the airport. Be careful on the road, tell Mr. Driver not to speed. It's still a long time ago, we deliberately came early because we didn't want to get stuck in traffic."

"Forgotten, or intentionally forgotten? Just say you're awake, but still want a hug with your wife. So late to go, hi. hi. hi.."

"Waaah... Mom, why would you know? Mom, peek at the room in my wife's house, huh?

Asyafa frowned, wanting to know what his father-in-law said, because her husband was carrying around the room.

"Darling, the loudspeaker dong the phone so we can hear Mama's voice." Asyafa's proposal, while stopping her husband from talking.

"In the meantime, love." Rayhan said, keep the phone away from his ear.

Rayhan immediately touched the speaker mark on his phone, while putting his phone on Rayhan's thigh.

"Hallo Mom, this is Ashafa, now where are you?"

"Yes, baby, it's up to the airport from 6 o'clock baby."

"Hurry up Mom."

"Yes, this morning left, afraid of getting stuck."

"Yes Mom, I also wanted to leave this morning Mom, but... !"

"But.. in disturbing your husband who is bucin, right?"

"Mom's... Rayhan's ashamed of iich, don't discuss."

"He. he.. Mama's happy to have your ledekin."

"Mom, it's a long time ago, it seems like it's coming."

"Dear, be careful... Assalamu'alaikum."

"Yes Mom, Wa'alaikumsalam."

Rayhan immediately turned off his phone line, because the car he was riding in was almost there.

Finally they have arrived at Soekarno Hatta Airport, they boarded a Garuda plane to take off at 07.00 WIB if there is no delay plane.

Mr. Dadang helped carry Rayhan's suitcase, and Ashafa walked behind him.

"Thank you Mr. Dadang, I've been repotin." Said Rayhan, who felt bad carrying her suitcase.

"It's okay Aden, it's my duty, don't worry. Be careful on the roads of Aden Rayhan, and Non Asyafa, good luck to the destination." Said Mr. Dadang, while glazed by their departure.

"Yes, Mr. Dadang, why are you crying? People are just on their honeymoon, and we're only there for a week, sir." Saying Asyafa was touched by his Personal Driver, whom he had known since his arrival to Indonesia.

"He. he.. " Mr. Dadang chuckles in shame.

"For Mom, Pap, Uncle, Aunty, Brother..." Sapa Rayhan who was followed by Ashafa then kissed the back of their hands.

"Morning." They answered, taking turns, and receiving Ashafa and Rayhan's hand.

"Good morning, besan." Hail Mother Nurlaila, and Father Bernad took turns, shaking hands.

"Good morning too, besan." Greetings also, Mama Jovanka and Papa Beni took turns while accepting their hand posts.

Eventually the Parents, let go of them to go on their honeymoon as the plane was about to take off.

"Goodbye My sister, son and daughter-in-law are also my niece, be careful on the road, may you always be safe until the destination, Aamiin." Mama Jovanka's words were full of blue tears and the wave of her hand. The others prayed and waved their hands.

Asyafa and her husband and Uncle Jonathan's family check the plane first, then they get into the VIP room plane. Not waiting long finally the plane took off for Amsterdam more or less they will travel 14.5 hours without stopping.

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