His wife, Mr Guru ?
Need warmth
Blue baby dress so beautiful and soft worn Shania combined with a white knit sweater that never separated from her body.
"Mother's obligation has not been entered yet mas ?" shania asked, making Arka nod.
"Udah, in the trunk."
"You go in first, you take the laptop first," as you walk into the house.
Both paid at bi Atun, and left in the afternoon to Bandung, passing the Cipularang - Purbaleunyi toll road.
"You sleep, you wake up when you get to the toll gate" said Arka rubbed Shania's hair and facial lines and went down to her distended stomach just below the seatbelt rope.
Hay boy, ready for an adventure ?
"Yes later, "Shania grabbed the packet of snacks and opened it. The journey is not boring because this toll is enough to make the eyes cluck in awe. Cipularang Toll - Purbaleunyi is a toll with its own charm, toll roads made through hills and ravines present a refreshing view of the eye and of course not too hot, the toll road is not too hot, not to mention the pesawahan area and the building rest area that seems modern becomes the attraction.
"Sha tuh most seneng if to Bandung mas, the trip is not to make cranky," said Shania in between the sidelines of her chewing.
"Yes, adem."
"You want to rest first ? we haven't prayed ashar ?" ask Arka.
"May you, " replied the girl.
Arka turned on the penny lights and pulled the car over at the rest area.
"Want to eat ?" ask Arka, Shania needs this one never missed for him to ask. Impressed boring indeed, but it is very important for him.
"Mas, Sha wants that !"
"Yes, after Ashar we eat first."
It only takes about 2.5 hours both of them have arrived at the toll gate Pasteur.
The Pasteur Toll Gate
"Welcome to Bandung"
From here the two are closer to the house owned by the mother and father who are in the Cipaganti area. As one who knows better this city Shania shows the way to Arka. Only a 23-minute journey they have arrived, it should be only 17 minutes but the streets of Bandung are now as busy as the capital especially in the hours of returning to work like this. Arka turns the steering wheel towards Shania's index finger. The atmosphere of the shady streets with large trees and old is reinforced by the many hanging roots make the air colder at night. This is the hallmark of this area. Shania told him to turn right, this street is not foreign, or indeed he often encountered in most films that smell of the city of Bandung. When the guy roams after a good girl, and says if miss is heavy. Ah.iya he remembered.This road is similar to the movie.
"It's the street in that viral movie, right ?" tanya Arka opens her voice, Shania gawking, an Arka knows teen movie bucin.
"I mean that Di lan ?" shania asked, and Arka nodded.
"Different, why ? similar to ?" Arka nodded back.
"It was in the fruit of the stone mas, " replied Shania laughing crisply.
"Why laugh ?"
"It's funny, kirain if you model and watch it G 30S/PKI." Arka shook her head in favor of Shania's rigid supposition.
"Once the legs are, mas in your eyes?"
"Hm, "
The car arrived at an old-style house, with a white iron fence limited to the chest, a house that is only one floor, and many trees planted in the yard of his house further add to the beauty and coolness. There is already one brother who always keep the house here. The air in Bandung is not like in Jakarta, the cold weather makes you want to always pull a blanket and eat.
"Wear Sha's double jacket, Bandung is really cold."
Arka is unusual for the cold, but Shania laughs instead.
"Udah usual mas, oh yes.besok coincidentally on Saturday, Sha want to take mas to a place, would be mas would like !" shimmers sparkle.
"Tea Yeni !!" shania exclaimed as someone came out of the house and shifted the iron fence. Both cuddle.
"Si geulis teteh, where are you ?! (the beauty is still, where are you?!) Yesterday's holiday did not follow the aunt," manyunnya hugged Shania longing.
Then his gaze went down to Shania's stomach and stroked her, "ten reeds.already filled it turns out, the more glowing pantes adek teteh !" its euphoria.
"Teh, know Sha's husband !" Arka smiled and greeted Yeni, Yeni's age was under Arka, she was only 27 years old.
"Ih kasep Sha, won the timana nu kieu ?!" whispered Yeni, Shania laughed.
(That handsome Sha, where do the rich gini come from?!)
"Tina ciki gift !" her laugh.
(Gift from snack)
"That, baleg ah (hhh, ga bener ah)! hayu atuh enter, already malem. Must be saying Bandung is cold huh ?!" guess Yeni on the Ark that Arka belonged to.
"Yes, it's cold."
Arka puts the car into the parking lot, then the three enter the house with Arka tailing behind Shania who is embraced by Yeni tea.
House architecture like the old Dutch style is still attached here, with windows that still wear elongated iron trellis and doors as well as wooden windows with two sides. Also, old chair seats have a lot of value. Shania's father does look like he has class.
"Teh, a Ridwan still often play to Bosccha ? booking in a place for Sha tomorrow, want to take a night package !" said Shania who sat at the dining table with a long table, various treats of dishes have been presented there, such as bandrek, tofu sumedang, peuyeum, sponge and others.
"So she likes to drink coffee ?" ask Yeni tea.
"Like tea, let Sha make it."
Shania put the tofu she was eating and moved towards the kitchen, a blend of savory and salty flavors, crunchy on the outside but soft on the inside, and a combination of savory and salty flavors, make this girl always like the food from the city of Sumedang West Java.
"By, I'll call later. It just so happened that he knew Sha to Bandung !" yeni Tea took the phone from her pocket.
"Nengsih tomorrow here he said, sono (kangen) and Sha neng !" yeni's tea yells tailed to the kitchen leaving Arka alone in the cool dining room enjoying the food in front of her.
"Say the aunt, if the age of Sha's husband tea 33 ? Ko is rich the same age ?!" ask Yeni's tea whispering to Shania in the kitchen.
"Yes tea, just a wasteful face" Shania laughed to see the wry face of Yeni's tea.
"The room has settled down, change the bedsheets, so just rest."
"Sip, please nuhun pisan teteh anu bahe zero !" answer Shania.
***
The two are now lying on the bedroom bed, Arka never even separated from the blanket and swetter.
"Don't miss Sha's sweater, it's cold, "he hugs Shania from the side with Shania's back to Arka.
"Yes, especially at dawn ! usually Sha if the rainy season likes to not want to take a bath mas, "chee.
"Don't it be rainy season, it's cold !"
"Who is Teh Yeni ?" ask Arka.
"He's a uwa boy, if in Java his son Padhe, he's the older tea Nengsih who yesterday new birth. She who likes to keep the same whistling this house, sometimes also like nquatin if her husband comes home."
"Where is her husband ?"
"Work, Yeni's tea is mah nomadic, stay here !" shania laughters.
"Tomorrow mas will meet Nengsih tea, he's the same hectic 11 12 mother, don't be surprised if the Sha family who is a girl on the rich like that, "
"Hm, real rame, warm.." Arka further tightens her embrace in Shania's body by drowning her face in the recesses of Shania's neck, sipping the distinctive scent of soft vanilla that has always been her candlestick.
"Not exactly the same angel again mas, but it's a scene !"
"Not that, you're the angel ! You need warmth in a cold city, "
Shania squinted her eyes and hissed, "that's what you want mas, every mallem ! It takes awe in a cold city, mode !" Arka turns Shania over and makes the cold night hot.
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