I'm Not a Wild Grass

The Honeymoon (POV Erlan)

After going through a hot night together with Laila in a cold bathroom because the room is full of tiles (uhuk! Uhuk!), we woke up late the next morning. It's 8 in the morning!

In agreement, Laila and I decided to return a special gift from Arline after we returned from the honeymoon later.

Especially Laila. My wife seems so vengeful for my sister's pranks.

Although I was surprised too. Because I didn't think Laila would be so upset with Arline. Though I still remember clearly all the activeness of Laila riding me last night.

Duh. Thinking about it again, it made me want to repeat the incident last night again. But I have to hold my junior back from the rotation. Because there's a flying hour that we have to catch in about two hours.

We don't even pray at dawn! This is all the result of war-scented candles that last night filled the room in the room that Laila and I were inapi.

What makes me feel funny is that Laila asked me not to tell Nunik about her not praying at dawn this morning.

Funny my wife is. He was so afraid to get a talk from his own friends. Haha. That's pretty. I'll have extra ammunition if Laila's acting out of emotion later. Just take the name of Nunik and say the secret about not praying dawn, then Laila will certainly immediately obey my words.

Ahh. but it looks like I won't have the heart to do it either. Hhh..

We boarded the plane around 10am to Singapore. To see a koala, as my wife, Laila, really wanted.

Luckily, there is a zoo that straddles koalas in Singapore. So my Laila's wish can be fulfilled as well.

Arriving in Singapore, we stayed at a condo owned by Mama. Mama had already set up the condo as our resting place during the honeymoon in the country.

Laila and I finally enjoyed a very exciting and fun honeymoon. We stroll through the Marina Bay park at night, ride the bianglala on the Singapore flyer, and ride a variety of rides at Universal Studios, also enjoying a romantic dinner on the balcony of Mama's condo.

We laugh, tell stories about things, laugh and comment on everything that goes through our minds, and enjoy every moment of our togetherness with a happy heart. Or so I am.

And I think Laila's just as happy as I am. Because I never saw her sad or daydreaming about anything again. All I know is that he used to daydream about his ex, Kiyano.

Kiyanos. After all, he was my most formidable rival in getting Laila's heart. Although at first I thought that Kiyano was a gentleman, but after my last conversation with him once, I finally realized that he was actually quite gentle as well.

In our last meeting, with a tough face Kiyano greeted me for marrying Laila. Kiyano also left Laila to me. Without him saying anything, I will take full care of my woman.

And finally Kiyano and I were able to part ways in a peaceful and friendly atmosphere. We cannot be said to be friends either. Because as long as Kiyano still has feelings for my Laila, then she will still be my eternal rival.

A week later, our honeymoon ended. We returned to City B with a heart full of happiness.

I found Laila even calmer as we returned. He is no longer angry. And more often smile or laugh at anything so easily.

I love my Laila more and more like this. My hope is that my Laila can always be happy until her old age. May he always laugh at anything and not be sad.

Out of the airport, we headed straight for the house I had bought for Laila.

The old house that has a large enough yard has now been renovated. Mama Mutia had moved there first yesterday morning. That's what I heard from Arline who helped with the move.

And I felt very satisfied, when I saw Laila's happy face when we got to our house. With his cherry he immediately admired the beauty of the garden and artificial pond that I deliberately asked to make during the renovation yesterday.

Red rose flower. My favorite flower is my dear Laila.

"Oahhh!! How lovely! You deliberately asked for a red rose to be planted in front of here, Yang?" Laila exclaimed with a sparkling face.

I couldn't answer Laila's questions. Because Mama Mutia who just came out of the house first answered her question.

"For your sake, son. Erlan has prepared this house as beautiful as possible for you. Thank you, son Erlan.." said Mama Mutia facing me in her last sentence earlier.

"Mommy made Erlan clean this house. Kan Mama also lives here with us," I said as I greeted my mother-in-law.

Mama Mutia did not reply to my words anymore. He just gave me a warm smile, a smile that was exactly identical to Laila's.

I know where my wife inherited that sweet smile.

"Mama! How's Ma his house? Mama stayed here last night, didn't she?" Ask Mama Mutia.

"Well, son. It's comfortable lag! Especially the mattress," said Mama.

"What's the matter, Ma?" Tanya Laila was curious.

First Mama Mutia gave a smile thanks to me. Only then did he say.

"Great fuck!" Say to Mom briefly.

Laila chuckles. I just followed through on smiling. I followed the mother and son couple into the house while chatting about many things. And I who hear him often chuckle.

The main cause was the babbling of my wife who did have a million magic words. Like, "the cashier's a piece of cotton candy isn't, Ma?" Or "no cockroaches like nongol anymore, right, Ma?"

Haha. I want to laugh but also feel sad. I followed the two behind in silence. Miris, when I remembered that my wife's old life had experienced hardships that I could not imagine.

In my heart, my determination grew stronger. That I promise to give happiness to Laila until the end of my life. That's my promise to him.

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