Heart Fragment

PMS

Five minutes had passed and the sound of crying in Devan's room did not subside.

The girl sat down while hugging her own knees, with her hair draped that partially covered her face.

"You're not papa, honey." Devan tried to calm down. But the girl in front of him was still blaming herself.

"Did I marry you just for that?" Devan reveals Nayla's hair. Grabbing the girl's chin, then staring fixedly at her.

"But, I think Mas Devan is too, emm," said Nayla hanging.

Holy hooch! So he thinks I'm kebelet? Mum-emak readers may think the same way!

"Here you go, don't think. I can wait, honey," Devan said reassuringly. Nayla nodded with her face still swollen.

"Prepare, we have to go to the minimarket now." Devan kissed Nayla. He then led the girl down the bed.

Breathe in, man,

Slowly,

Blow it!

The huft!

Okay, Pms!

You know it! Ahargh!!

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Cafe Carita at 14:00

Two hands clutching each other. Sitting face to face, smiling and looking at each other.

"Trust me, I love you so much, Ryn." Bagas looked closely. Convince the girl in front of him if he can be better than Devan.

"I know," answered Eryn with a faint smile.

"What do I do to let you really believe?"

Eryn looked closely. Then gave a teasing smile to Bagas. In the swab of the fingers of the young man who had grasped it. His head was filled with plans. But, he had to wait to be realized. A little patience, no worries.

"Byeah, I believe you, Beibz," he sighed spoiled.

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Tinkling spoon collides with plate. The food that was served from earlier, it felt bland. No taste for touch. The newlywed couple who shy the cat, make the view of Mamah Devan tickled.

He saw his favorite son. One rice did not eat it. Even more intrigued, when his son put so much soy sauce in his chicken soto sauce.

"Yo not good, Van. That soy sauce does a lot of that," he chirped then. While shaking his head to see the behavior of his son.

Just look at everything. "Emang Devan loves really, let sweet rich love us. Isn't that right, Nay?" Devan raises his eyebrows. While Nayla ducked in shame, looking at her husband's ridiculous behavior.

Rani and Rahman looked at each other. Recollecting the days of the newlyweds. They have also felt it. And that, made them both blush in shame.

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The night is getting late, the cold air typical of the city of Bandung makes Nayla's body wrapped in thin shivering cloth. Stand while looking away at the dimness of the night. On the balcony of Devan's room, he suddenly remembered his home. In fact, it's all like a dream.

The young man, though he had avoided it many times. Now she is officially her husband.

"Basstubborn," he said with a smile.

The wind was blowing slowly, gently stroking the cheeks as well as strands of hair that had been severed by Nayla. The girl was closed, she was so happy. Hopefully, there will be no more household problems, which makes him have to lose the lover of heart. He was afraid to imagine that. Don't want to lose like he has to lose his Mom and Dad.

His breath was choked, as he suddenly felt a subtle movement grabbing him from behind. Nayla smiled without even opening her eyes. Letting the owner take what is rightfully his.

Two hands coiled around the abdomen, in a warm roundabout.

"I love you" the voice whispered. The young man who made him fall into a pit of love and compassion.

He felt a gentle sweep on the right temple. Then down, towards his white cheeks again met with red.

Slowly he opened his eyes. Then follow the body movements that make it have to turn around.

"Thank you very much, Mommy." He saw the man in front of him. Both of his eyes looked gently lovingly.

The next second both of them were equally immersed in their respective touches. The language of the lips that signifies love and affection. In a beautiful relationship again.

"Ummh .. it's already malem," Nayla took off the pagutan. Breath snorted. The night wind felt increasingly cold to stab at the bone.

"Dad, Honey." He led the girl from the balcony to the bed.

"Tomorrow, we go to Wa Odah?"

"Well?" ask Nayla curiously.

Devan smiled, gently trailing Nayla's straight black hair.

"That's tomorrow. It's time to go to bed."

"Eh but, do you want a wedding dress fitting?"

"It can be set, honey."

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Morning is greeted cheerfully. Footsteps feel light. A broad shoulder, without feeling the slightest burden.

Today will be very busy. Because Devan and Nayla have to take care of so much preparation for the weekend reception.

Devan always wants to give his best, special, and most beautiful to Nayla, his wife.

"Do you really want to be left here?" ask Devan.

"Dad, Mas. This is Nay's house" replied Nayla.

"Well, did you go to work first?"

"Muhun" said Nayla. She kissed the back of her husband's hand before getting out of the car.

"Eh, wait!" exclaim Devan then kissed Nayla's cheek slowly.

"Don't, Mas Devan mah!" The girl was embarrassed. Always stealing opportunities.

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Devan's busy preparing the report file. He had to create a new format to send to the center. Sales data has lately been crawling sharply. Sometimes he thinks that this is too amazing for his business, which used to be assessed dimeh.

"Excuse me!" I heard someone coming in. Instantly he stopped his activities. His head looked up, staring from the direction of the office door that had forgotten it had not been closed.

Holy hooch! Eryn's? the pekikin' in heart.

"Busy is not A?" the girl asked without permission to sit on the sofa in front of Devan's desk.

"Busy" replied Devan. He then returned to work with the laptop as well as his report.

"Aa," call Eryn down.

"Why? Not going to the office today. You go! I'm busy!" ketus Devan expels.

Not gone. Eryn is approaching. He took a wander by lowering the scarf that wrapped around his neck. He was by Devan's side for a moment.

"Aa, you know, how much I want Aa," said Eryn. His fingers stroked the soft crate of Devan's shirt.

"Non-polite!" Devan brushed aside. He's really uncomfortable with a very aggressive girl like Eryn. He then stood up from his seat. However, Eryn's sudden embrace actually made her fall backward.

"Eryn!" Red face Devan out of anger. At the push of Eryn's crazy body then quickly he walked towards the door.

"You go!" tell Devan to open the door.

"Oh, Ok!" Eryn walked out. His hands are holding something. Devan's hair was pulled.

The girl walked quietly while then a sinister smile left the room.

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Devan's return home doesn't go straight to the house. He had to pick up his wife at the old house. Devan smiled as he occasionally shook his head. He then walked slowly through the alley that always reminded him of his memories with Nayla.

"Assalamualaykum" Devan said before entering the house. It's quiet, empty, no answer.

"Mas! In here!" Nayla's voice called from the house next door. It is the home of Uwa Odah.

He saw wa Odah smiling seductively beside Nayla.

"Ciyeeee, it's official nihh yee" said the middle-aged woman.

Devan smiled wrongly. Ah, very lucky he is. That woman has helped so much. Become a source of information that he never understood about Nayla.

"The evil Devan!"

Nanar Nayla looked at. Both of his eyes had been wet since. Hearing Wa Odah's words, before Devan first proposed to him.

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The room is the most comfortable private place. A place to share love. A place to tell stories with the beloved of hearts. Place to eliminate fatigue is also tired that there.

"Mas," call Nayla softly. While playing the fingers Devan hand that twisted his hand.

"Dad?"

"When we get married, Ms Rani and Mas Rahman have come home, huh?" ask the girl again.

Devan was silent and did not answer. He took off a hand gyration then gently stroked Nayla's hair.

"Mas, naha Ihhh did not answer," Nayla protested as she raised her head. Looked at her husband's face.

"Dad, they're home. It's been two weeks here. Rahman has to go back to work" Devan explained.

"Nay want it?" ask Nayla again.

"Dad, what?" Devan. He saw Nayla's chocolate bead. How much love for him right now.

"So, Ms. Rani peremp .. umhh,"

Nayla's sentence was cut. Devan didn't give him a pause. Her husband did not take it off for a second.

"Don't name anyone else among us" whispered Devan. He hugged Nayla. Enough Nayla. Not the others!

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