
"It should have been 6 hours ago, but why hasn't Rendi called me yet." My words when I saw the clock already showed at 8:25 p.m.
"Rendi where ya, did I call you." I was thinking of calling him.
"Driiiing..driiiing.." My phone suddenly rang. I was just about to call her, Rendi called me first. It felt good to hear from him.
Via Telephone...
"Assalamualaikum darling." Rendi
"Wa alaikumsallam, my husband."
"Sorry baby, I just got to call you my job this afternoon was pretty tiring so I didn't get to see a cell phone." Obviously Rendi.
"Dear, I was just worried good thing you called me quick."
"Once again I'm sorry baby has made you wait." From her tone of speech, it sounded like Rendi was feeling guilty.
"You're still at my mom's." Reciprocity.
"Relax my husband, I'm not angry. I'm staying at my mom's house, Ren."
"Of course, baby, but if I'm home you can't go anywhere I'm lonely, who would I hug when I go to bed if my wife wasn't home." Rendi started teasing me.
"Dear, if my husband's home where I might leave him."
"Darling, I miss you, may I ask one request from my wife." Reveal it in his potent tone.
"Haha..my husband is starting to get weird when his own wife has to ask permission, what does this husband want to ask for." I am amused to hear Rendi's request.
"Should permission dong, later if you refuse how, will fail my request." Answer Rendi.
"Say. What does my husband want?" Askaqua.
"Hug and kiss..."
"You shut up, baby." The connection because I only remained silent after hearing that Rendi wanted to be hugged and kissed.
"Help hugs bolsters yes, kiss him on the phone, baby."
"Yes, where's the kiss.." pinta Rendi who was impatient.
"Muach muach muach i love you dear." My reply.
"Muach muach muach I love you too. Thank you baby, now we go to sleep tomorrow I'll call you again baby" said Rendi.
"All right, baby."
"I miss you too, honey." My reply. Soon Rendi hung up the phone. I finally felt relieved after I got word from Rendi.
***** 3 Days Later
after berberes and breakfast I immediately say goodbye to my mom and dad.
"ma, pa, Clara came home first." My speech.
"Dear, be careful." Mom said and hugged me.
"Frequently look at papa and mama." Papa.
"Yes pa, insha Allah Clara must have come here often."
"Clara left first ma, pa, Mr. Ucup has been waiting a long time." My speech.
"Assalamualaik." I was in love with my mom and dad.
"Wa alaikumsallam, be careful." Sahut.
"Yes ma. Oh, yeah..." We wave each other's hands.
Actually I still miss my parents very much, but considering that now my status is married I realize it is inappropriate to leave home for too long even though my husband is out of town.
***** Arrive Home
Bi Rika opens the door. When I stepped into the house my eyes were shocked with decorations like there was going to be a birthday party, but I didn't know who was going to have a birthday. Where balloons and flowers arranged neatly adorn every corner of this house, and the ceiling but no cake on the table.
Then I saw a man I knew coming down the stairs. I was shocked to see him, he said he was leaving for a week but he came in on day three. He immediately hugged me I returned the hug.
"Welcome my dear wife." He said after letting go of our hugging.
"I miss you so much." she continued.
"You did this?" Askaqua.
"Don't love." she replied.
"Then who?" ask again.
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