JIWO PROMISE

Just a little

Hari let out her smile as she woke up feeling that there was a gust of wind in her chest.

Apparently Witri's face was docked to his chest.

Their sleeping position without them knowing it has changed position by itself.

Guling which was originally installed Witri as the limit for them, is now behind Witri's body which is now tilted facing towards him.

His face was barely sticking to Hari's chest but both his hands were neatly tucked between his tightly half-bent horns.

And just look at Witri's sleeping style that I want to find a place to hide his face.

Just make pity.

Maybe all this time he likes to roll to hide his face while sleeping huh?

Is it the reflex of his subconscious who wants to hide his sadness alone?

Hari's hand gently removed the strands of Witri's hair that covered half of her face.

Her hair is fragrant and smooth.

Swiped soft Witri's forehead that looks not disturbed.

"What a fuck are you?" gumam Soft day.

Day immediately closed her eyes as she felt Witri move.

"Eh!. astagfirullahaladzim..I forgot that it was the same Mas Hari." he heard Witri's murmur that sounded jumped.

Hari squinted her eyes slightly and saw Witri looking down at her own body.

"Alhamdulillah is still my shirt." muttered Witri softly and relieved.

Witri stared at the appearance of Hari as well.

Still wearing shorts and singlet shirts.

Day grimaces sad in heart.

Don't you want me to anything?

Witri laid back her body.

This time gave a rolling boundary between her and Hari.

Day looked at Witri's back who was lying half-cowled behind her.

How long will I have to spend to master your heart, Jeng?

Day kept staring at his wife's back until she fell back to sleep.

Witri woke up with a back that felt on something.

Rushing he shuffled and found Day's palm drooping behind his back.

There is relief and also a bad taste when you see the calm face of the man who has full right to have himself.

Relieved because last night was still polite to him. Didn't steal a chance while he slept or even force it.

But it is also undeniable that she felt bad because she was not willing to give up her body and heart for her husband.

Yes indeed he is having his monthly guests, so he can make an excuse not to do the things that newlyweds usually do on their first night.

But at least - if Hari wants to be aggressive - they can do a little cum bu an or just get acquainted lips or something else that is in the team.

But in fact last night passed quietly without any romantic scenes 18+nya.

They even joked like a little boy until late at night.

They stopped rioting because the mamak yelled at their door and asked to go to bed immediately.

O Allah, hold fast, and he will face me. Let my heart go with him.

"Why?" Witri flinched as her arm was touched gently by Hari who had somehow woken up.

I'm daydreaming, huh...?

"Ng.no papa, Mas. Duh ngagetin aja." said Witri with a slightly upset tone and then get out of bed.

Grimacing day.

"Wake up in the morning and daydream. It's not good" said Hari.

"Where are the towels, Jeng? I forgot the nuance yesterday." asked Hari while looking at Witri.

"Wheel?"

"Yes. My towel." replied Hari with a relaxed face.

"Will I take a shower at this hour?" witri asked half-murmuring.

"Yes....🎶 wake up I keep taking a shower..🎶" sound of the Day kicking with a witty face.

Witri grimaced with anxiety.

What do you say you'll see a shower in the morning blind? He is ashamed...

"Dream again." said Hari as she softly tuned her chin.

Witri reflexes moves to brush off Hari's hand even though then looks embarrassed.

"Sorry.. reflexes" said Witri with a regretful face.

"No papa. I'm happy, though. Your reflexes protect yourself good. I liked. And it must be so." said Hari while gently stroking Witri's head.

"Your towel is in the back, Mom. In the clothesline next to the bathroom" Witri said later. Trying to distract Hari from her.

"We'll have breakfast at my house for a while huh, Jeng." take Hari while removing a change of clothes from his backpack.

Witri smiled a little.

I was happy that Hari called him Jeng. Never forget.

"Yes." replied Witri with a heavy heart.

Hopefully not long there.

Witri Jiper imagined how her mother-in-law would treat her later.

In this house alone which in fact is not his home, his mother-in-law applies like the queen, how about in her own house?

Do not-do from the yard of his house I have to practice dhodok (walk while squatting, as done in the palace environment).

"We're there for a minute, not for an hour. I-i promise. You will come to the room later. However, we must say goodbye to parents because we will not go home for long. Especially me. Not knowing it will be able to go home still in a state as a human or as a corpse later" said Hari with a smile.

He knows Witri is less regal with his mother's behavior.

Let alone Witri, he and Mbak Tati who was his biological child from the past did not like the behavior of his mother who likes to organize and likes to look down on others.

Witri glared at Hari.

"Good by the way, Mas. No need to be a mind, so the corpse is definitely for all of us. Kayak who already has a lot of supplies, aspire to be a corpse." said Witri with an annoyed face.

Springing day.

"Are you going to be sad if I die young?" tanya Hari while smiling wryly.

Instead of answering, Witri hit Hari's arm.

"Ouch!!!"

"It's only been a day that we've become husband and wife huh, Mas. Not yet adhan dawn. It's still early morning blind. We have not been married for 24 hours. Instead of talking beautifully, even talking about the plan to make me a widow.Your intention is what the hell is married? Want to make a little girl a widow?" witri's nagging with a grumbling face.

Day chuckled at the face of the manyun Witri.

"That's not the plan either. But we don't know when our death will come. But since you are already willing to be the wife of a soldier, you must already know the consequences. Your mental preparation should be doubled when I was left for a long time. So, if you don't love me to the fullest, no papa. The important thing is that as long as you are my wife you can keep your good name, honor, and loyalty. That's enough for me." said Hari while cupping Witri's cheek.

"No, I said it." said Witri Lirih. He felt judged subtly.

"If you love me too much, I will not bear to see you too sad if at any time I have to leave you first. That is why love enough. A little bit is okay. I accept. The important thing is sincere and sincere" said Hari with a smile looking at Witri who looked at him with a pushy look and then looked down.

Witri's eyes glazed over as she felt guilty and ashamed.

He's ashamed of himself.

She felt she had cheated on Hari for her feelings.

"Kok even want to cry." said Hari while wiping her temple.

"Ma.af.." said Witri while shedding his tears.

"Sorry why? No papa if you want to cry. That means your heart is soft." said Hari who gently embraced Witri's weakened body in her arms.

Witri was crying as she pleased in her chest. He felt guilty about his current state of feeling.

He also felt that he had hurt Hari. Her husband's.

I'm sorry, Mas. Please forgive.

...💧💧 b e r s a m b u n g 💧💧...

No papa ya Sunday up. because yesterday not up 😄.