JODOHKU MR. DUDA

The Hotel

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Hurried Angga out while closing the door. His heart was pounding irregularly, his face felt hot. This was the first time, he saw the complete form of a woman. There was a turbulent desire as a normal man, but he did not want to be rash, touching something that had been lawful for him. He knows that Nisa, has not loved him completely. And Angga's instincts could sense that.

　

Shortly after, the bathroom door opened. Nisa came out with a full outfit. Lucky habits during in the boarding house, when bathing must bring complete clothes are still carried away to this day. Although for now it looks strange, because this is a hotel and there is no one else, other than Angga the husband. But a few of the habits that should be eliminated, has helped him out the moment awward that just happened.

　

Nisa's face flushed in embarrassment, she hid it in a slightly wet hair outlet. Angga also seemed to try to neutralize the awkward feeling wrapped in desire, who wanted to immediately gulp the sweetness of honey tonight.

　

Nisa sits on the edge of a luxurious bed. Saliva swallow repeatedly, while regulating the breath that feels hunting.

　

"Sorry!" nisa and Angga are together.

　

Again, they both misbehaved. Silence back. Angga, who was standing next to the window, walked over to his wife. Nisa, who realized this, again made her heart become irregular.

　

[No, not now! I'm not ready a hundred percent! Ninety-nine percent!] the pekikin' in heart.

　

Angga who was quietly watching, seemed to stumble into a smile, saw the clumsiness of Nisa's movements.

　

[Oh, it feels like a virgin! Shy meow,] slurping in his brain.

　

The man sat himself next to Nisa.

　

"Kok, so awkward like this huh? Like a couple who are only betrothed," said Angga break the horror of the atmosphere tonight.

　

Nisa took a deep breath, then exhaled softly. Hoping the pounding on his chest was a little lessened. He drew a line of smiles, before saying, "yes. Suddenly dangdut, uh, I mean, suddenly awkward and sultry. Maybe the AC is less cold."

　

Nisa stood up, about to grab the AC remote on the nightstand. However, Angga pulled quickly the palm of his wife's hand.

　

"Sit down" Angga said slowly. Without warning Nisa again sat on the side of the masculine man.

　

"I know Adek can't love me completely. So too with tonight. I know, there is still the name of God in your heart" said Angga softly, without taking off his wife's palm.

　

While Nisa, was surprised to hear the name of the God called tonight. And what the husband said was true. Now, the woman was inflicted with guilt, against the man who had just said kabul front pak penghulu.

　

Her head looked up, trying to look at her husband. Want to give an explanation so as not to become a ripple in the future.

　

"Mas, would you please hear my explanation, Dad?" pinta Nisa, also with a soft voice.

　

"Daddy, there's no need to explain. I __"

　

"Mas, please listen for a moment. I know, Mom, I don't need an explanation. However, by saying so, it makes my heart calm a little, "cut Nisa, then she paused for a moment. As if asking for the approval of his priest.

　

Angga stared fixedly. Right in the eyes turned the wife, who is now their position facing each other. A small nod from her, as if to signal for Nisa to continue, what to say.

　

"It's not that I'm intentionally nurturing feelings for my ex-husband. I was very trying to move on and it was never really gone. Even had time, to put hatred towards him."

　

He stopped, giving himself a chance to breathe.

　

"But, once again fate brought me and him together, working for the same company. How far I dodged, as close as he tried to go back. Intense interaction, because he's my boss. Making the heart that originally hated, little by little began to be able to forgive."

　

"Especially when I saw him trying to get El's attention, my heart felt__"

　

"Start loving him" Angga.

　

Nisa let out a sigh as she breathed, "Not completely right, not entirely wrong. S__"

　

Unable to continue his words, tears began to pool on both cheeks. Looking at the woman who had occupied all the space in her heart, was stunned. There is a sense of pity in Angga's soul.

　

Slowly rubbing the tears that are still flowing. The reflex carries the female body, in its grip.

　

"Already, Deck. No need to continue anymore. Just slow down, okay?" angga Suaran.

　

"Sorry .. sorry," Nisa said with a sob.

　

"Sst, it's okay. It's okay." Releasing the hand that was wrapped around the wife's shoulder. Cupping Nisa's face with both hands. The heart just wants to look. But ....

　

The thin distance between them, make Angga can not stand, taste the beauty of roses wrapped in aloe vera lipblam.

　

Sweet and beautiful, as beautiful as the warm reply Nisa gave. Giving and receiving each other, fitrah as a man who has been married. Patriized tonight, without the slightest coercion. Only instinct and desire speak.

　

"Thank you, Deck." Gentle Angga whispered in his wife's ears. After together sip sweet honey the first night.

　

Nisa immersed herself in the firm circle of her husband's hand. Although he did not answer Angga's question, but the gesture he did, enough to make the man happy. Does this mean Nisa started accepting it? I don't know, it's too soon to draw conclusions, just by tonight's events.

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In the morning, Nisa woke up, writhing. Her body feels bad. For a moment he was confused, looking around. However, then realize what has happened in his life.

　

The other side of the bed was empty. There's no Angga there. The net then combed through the walls of the room, looking for a clock to find out the time.

　

The pupils are perfectly rounded, when looking at the luxurious clock with the classic design, showing the time at 05.30 am.

　

"Astagfirefull!" He screeched, quickly jumping from the bed. Snatching the origin of a change of clothes. Hurry to the bathroom to clean up.

　

Shortly after, Nisa came out. Without wasting any more time, immediately carried out the obligation to pray two rakaat dawn.

　

During the prayer, the door opens. Angga entered with a white pocket. Then sit on the sofa facing the television. Fun to play the phone while waiting for Nisa to finish praying.

　

"It's over, Deck?" ask the wife. Kala saw Nisa tidying up her gear.

　

　

"No heart. I saw her sleep very fast. Overachieved, huh?" a man who always looks neat and clean.

　

Nisa gave a thin smile. Memory re-grabbed last night. A taste confession that ends in sweet struggle. Angga exercised his rights as a husband, with full gentleness. He was still worried that Nisa would reject him.

　

It all happened, unexpectedly before. There is only desire, which is burning. Nisa was swept away in this beautiful cradle. Although there are several sides of logic that reject, but thousands of nerves on the surface of his body desperately want the trail after the trail that Angga did.

　

"Why smile for yourself? Remember last night?" guru Angga's.

　

"Ck." Nisa thunts. Pretend angry. The truth is only confused, how to express against Angga.

　

While Angga seems to know, what is being felt by the woman who has officially become the wife. She moved her seat closer to Nisa.

　

"Dec," he said slowly. Nisa's shoulder. Now the woman is leaning on him. The smell of shampoo that came out of his wife's hair, was smelled by the man.

　

"No need to feel ashamed or guilty about me anymore. Right now and forever, I am your man, said the Virzha. God willing, I am very happy and will continue to be patient, until Adek's heart, accepts Erlangga Wicaksono as a husband," said Angga lovingly. Occasionally swiping the head of the wife.

　

"Thank you, Mas," said Nisa while rubbing Angga's hand.

　

"I want, Adek, to be relaxed in living a married life together later. Don't put any pressure on yourself to accept me. Just slow. But if you feel tired of trying, I'm willing, if Adek wants p__"

　

"Mas, stay with me. Never get tired of waiting for me. I'm not always like this, so please stay by my side" pinta Nisa, wrapped her hands around Angga's waist. So tight.

　

Angga smiled meaningfully. He did the same.

"Sure, Deck, but don't take too long. I'm afraid there will be a khilaf like last night."

　

In a hurry Nisa released her hand link. "Had habit, given the little green light, he thought strangely. Get tired Mas, go back and forth the bathroom," murmured Nisa.

　

"Not tired. Later, a fat mas," Angga replied.

　

"strong indeed? Breakfast hasn't been."

　

"Strengthen, this morning when jogging all drink jamu gendong plus chicken eggs village. Hows it? Want a test drive?" angga said while twisting his eyes.

　

Nisa sniffed, away from him.

"Mass, hungry. Find breakfast, yuk," Nisa's off topic.

　

"Lho, we can get service room service. Choose a meal, want to eat in the room or in the restaurant of this hotel. If I did, I would eat a sandwich. It's on the table" Angga explained.

　

"The hotel side doesn't matter, Mas, bring ginian?" tanyanya while looking at the contents of the white pouch.

　

"No, Deck. We just provide facilities. It is up to the guests, whether to use the facility or not. After all, who would dare to reprimand your husband?" His hand pulled the nose of his wife.

　

Nisa is a crybaby, she forgets that the man in front of her, an heiress of a five-star hotel owner. Which they now occupy.

　

"So where's breakfast going?"

　

"In the room only. Not ready to be glared at the same employees Mas."

　

Angga chuckled at hearing that.

　

"But, don't you ask to make breakfast from the hotel?"

　

"Bored, Deck. It's the same taste here. I want another one," he said. Then immediately order food by phone in the room.

　

Shortly afterwards, there was a knock on the door. A waiter carries food ordered using a trolley. Angga ordered to arrange the food on the balcony. With a swift waiter it prepares everything. Once felt enough, without being asked the waiter pampit to Angga.

　

Angga and Nisa enjoy breakfast on the hotel balcony, while looking at the surrounding scenery. Angga sipped mango juice and then chewed a sandwich. While Nisa sips warm tea, then starts enjoying seafood fried rice.

　

The woman realized, Angga had noticed himself. But, just ignore it. After all, the man couldn't have pounced on him in the middle of breakfast.

　

Nisa's phone is ringing loudly. Immediately grabbed the thing lying beside him.

　

"Hello, Nis. Sorry to bother the newlyweds."

　

"Hehehe, no, Mon. Tumben called early in the morning. Kangen huh?"

　

"Yes, kangen. No one cooked for breakfast. Uh, Nis, you know, God resigned from our office. As of today, he's not here anymore."

　

"Huh, resign?" Nisa is shocked to hear the news that Mona has delivered.

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