Hold on or let go!

The Eps 234

Preparations to return to the capital are in order. We both say goodbye to our parents. Among all my 'parents', perhaps the Lek Sarman who felt the most heavy let go of me, again!

Wejangan by wejangan I heard from all of them, until last.lek Sarman who gave his message to me and Febri mas.

"Febri!"

"Yes, lek?!"

"Please take good care of Bia. Never hurt Bia. If he does anything wrong, please rebuke him well. Don't ever flirt or be rude to my daughter!"

"God willing Lek, Febri will take care of Bia as best he can."

"If there is any problem, do not hesitate to share with us. Not to interfere, but we just don't want to repeat the same mistake. Letting our daughter face her own distress."

Febri shakes Lek Sarman's hand.

"Lek, Febri might not be able to take care of Bia twenty-four hours full. But God willing, Febri will always be there for Bia."

I hugged my lek. Substitute for my father.

"We're leaving, are we?", I say goodbye to all of them. After that we both darted out of our hometown.

"Mother!", Febri grasped my hand. The other hand held the steering wheel.

I looked at him for a moment, and he did the same. Look in silence.

"You believe the same, right?"

"What makes me not believe in you?"

He rubbed my head then briefly peeked at the top of my head. Habit if you talk again while driving like this!

"Lek Sarman must love you as much as his own son."

"Huum, he lost so much to the Princess. Maybe he's afraid of losing me too."

"Shhhh..do not talk like that! I don't like it!"

Silent! There was no chatter coming out as we dissolved into each other's thoughts. But Febri's left hand was still faithfully holding me even though I had to pull the lever.

"You want to change?", I bargained.

He just smiled thinly.

"Not for an hour nduk, still full of energy this husband of yours!"

"Kirain, just from the battery was lowbat!"

"Huum, actually yes!", he said with a reassuring face.

"Udah know again ga fit, why maxain themselves to go mas?", I began to raise the intonation of my voice.

Instead of how, Febri chuckled while pinching my cheek. I brushed it off too. It's old, it's strange that rich cubits are so.

"Mas is no longer fit baby, only the battery is less full. Last night someone refused to charge, so now a bit lackluster how it is....!"

I who have begun to understand what his speech was like just poking my lips.

"Can not mas, do not need to discuss leads there? I'm shy. Shame on reading too! The impression is...!"

"They are also familiar times, rich never become a new manten!"

Hufft!

Throughout the trip, we kept talking. Passed through some areas that roughly made us interesting, and after that we stopped for a while. Yes, to just taste the tombs typical of the area we passed. If there is a good photo spot, we do not hesitate to take pictures.

Rich honey moon really no????

We leave at half-eight in the morning. And this is already ahead of magrib, we are already in central Java. In the district of Pekalongan.

"You go shopping first!", I said.

"Buy batik?", he asked. I'm nodding.

We both went down and went to one of the shops.

"Buy sarimbit batik ya mas!", ask me.

"Yes!", he answered briefly. I picked out some sarimbit batik clothes. Febri seemed to be breathing.

"Mba, I also want a long-sleeved batik negligee!"

They prepared everything I ordered. And when he was about to pay, Febri took his card out of his wallet.

"Mas, I want that bag. Can you take it?", I asked.

"Yes nduk!", said Febri passed from the front of the cashier to the bag stand which was a bit far from the cashier.

"How much in total?", I asked the cashier. He gave his note. Turns out... this much!

If I had let Febri pay for it, how wicked would I be as a wife!

"Wear this can be mba?", I asked the cashier. He also nodded. After swiping the card on the EDC machine, he returned my card with his receipt.

"Thank you mba!", I said.

"Mba together. Please wait, we're packing!"

I nodded, then followed Febri who was confused to see and chose a bag for me.

"Cock-awkwardly? Why mas?"

''Confused, this is all good. Which one do you like?"

I'm squawking spoiled in his arms.

"Whatever you choose and buy, I will love!", I said.

"Currently, you can fight!", rubbing my face with the palm of his hand. He chose one of the bags there. After that, we went back to the cashier.

"The same thing you were!" said Febri.

"Sorry, that was all. Only the bag is not yet!", said the cashier. Febri looked at me sharply. Is he angry???

"Oh, yes, I have. Just these. Thanks mba!", said Febri. After that he walked with me to the car. My groceries have been put in the trunk.

I think.he's angry!

"Mas!"

Febri kept quiet not to acknowledge my call. His eyes focused on the road.

"Are you angry?", I rubbed his cheek. But he took my hand off his cheek.

"Sorry! If I make you angry."

"You are the responsibility of mas nduk, do you think mas not able to pay for your groceries? Huh yeah?"

"Astaghfirullah. Not so!", I sat facing her.

"Then what was it?" he asked. Even with a slow voice, not snapping but enough to make me a little afraid if his anger explodes.

"Mas, I didn't mean it that way. But.I who from the beginning did not want to bring a lot of clothes from home because I want all new. Like my life is just like yours. I know, you could've bought all that. But ...there's more important things after this."

There is no word from Febri. Probably still angry, unable to accept my explanation.

"Sorry! I don't mean to demean you. Not so rich!"

"Then what?", he asked, staring at me.

"After reaching Jakarta, we still have to find a house, you also have to meet my other needs. So, sorry. I just want to lighten your burden. Although I know you are capable, but.this is my own desire that all want to be new, after the same you. I don't want any shadows of the past! Please understand!", I blocked his arm with both my hands. If one hand, it will fit my palm!

He turned his head for a while, then stopped his car because it was still in traffic light.

He pulled my nape and said*****me for a moment. I let him do that, maybe a little dampening his emotions. After a few seconds, he rubbed my wet lips.

"Don't repeat it again! Next time you say you want to use your money. My money, your money. But your money, is your right. You know that, right???? Learn from your past. You understand?", he asked as he covered his hands on my cheeks.

"I'm sorry again!", I said. He nodded thinly.

"We will rest tonight at the border of West Java?!" he said.

I agree with a nod.

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