Just A Wedding

Special Episode 4

" Have you returned to the office ? " i looked up at Mr. Satrio when he put Thavisa to sleep and slowly put him in our bed.

Thavisa's hand was still clutching tightly to Mr. Satrio's shirt. Making Mr. Satrio have to lie on the side of Thavisa. A moment later, Mr. Satrio slowly released the hand grip of Thavisa which began to weaken because it was too fast asleep.

" No, I told Bayu that Thavisa's sick and I don't have an important schedule. All can be overcome by Bayu, "he replied as he undressed to exchange clothes.

Her reddish-white skin was clean without any scars. Maybe I'm less white and clean than Mr. Satrio. My skin is like Indonesian people in general a bit brownish. All this time I was less attentive to every detail of my husband's own body. His stomach was flat without fat deposits, his back was wide with a chest that was fielded. His waist circumference may be in the range of 70 to 80 centimeters. Ideal size for men. His body was strong let alone his height of one hundred and eighty-five. There was no appearance of his early fifties on his body and face.

Without me realizing my mind was looking far away at Mr. Satrio bare-chested in front of me. If I may be honest, this is the first time I saw Mr. Satrio only use (sorry )*********** only. Because there is a room to exchange clothes. There is a closet for clothes, shoes and other equipment belonging to Mr. Satrio. It was located next to the room I occupied and connected through the door between this room and the dressing room. As long as we have a husband and wife relationship, there is always a shirt that remains attached to Mr. Satrio's body, whether it is just underwear.

I feel like I want to wrestle spoiled in his muscular arms that are not too stout, but balanced with the posture of Mr. Satrio. Aaaahhhh why do I think about it during the day ? I tried to break my own daydream by blinking my eyes many times.

Mr. Satrio realized I was watching every inch of his body without blinking a single bit. Smiling walked over to me, then quickly flicked my forehead.

" Your perverted brain sees me bare-chested, using only ************just ? " then Mr. Satrio laughed.

I was dark with Mr. Satrio's words, so the wrong behavior did not know what I was going to say.

" Not now, I'm still tired" said Mr. Satrio with a smile teasing me, but remained silent in front of me. It was like giving me a chance to look at everything that was on him.

" Can you get me a shirt and shorts ! I was really tired and wanted to break my body.

" I...iya mas.." I hurried to step up because I did not want to look nervous in front of Mr. Satrio.

I helped Mr. Satrio get dressed for him. Every time I touch Mr. Satrio's skin to help him get dressed, it's as if my heart is burning a desire that I can't resist. I want a hug from the man in front of me right now, my own husband.

" Well.....Thank you so much for your attention to me and the kids. " I said to Mr. Satrio. Actually I said that sentence just to melt the awkward atmosphere that felt on me.

Mr. Satrio turned his head towards me and smiled.

" Yes, same love. I'm also grateful for all the happiness and understanding you've given me" he replied calmly.

" Would we add a babysitter ? " i arrived - arrived. My mind was still confused because it was embarrassed that Mr. Satrio knew what was on my mind. So I tried to find a conversation with him to cover up my misdeeds.

" Are you tired of my four children ? "

" Not they're my kids. Our son,"

" I'm up to you, 'cause that feels like taking care of kids is more you than me. I just don't want to lose the golden moment of their growth. As much as I can and as much as I can, if they are sick and happy to be in my arms. I just want my kids to grow up as happily as I did in my childhood, who never saw my parents fighting. Never saw them put on a sour face while with me. "

" If we want our children to grow up in happiness, it must start with us. We must love each other, and accept each other's flaws. We must be happy in this household in order to be channeled to our children. "

I smiled in agreement with the reason Mr. Satrio gave me. Thus Mr. Satrio also smiled at me giving a kiss on my forehead and the top of my head many times.

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I wriggled because of Ziancha's cry, I turned beside me there was no Mr. Satrio, as soon as I woke up grabbing Ziancha and giving ASI to him. It's still eleven o'clock at night, out of curiosity where Mr. Satrio I went out of the room looking for him.

Tough laughter still cheerfully playing with Pak Satrio and Thavisa in the sling Pak Satrio hugged tightly with pushy eyes because of the pain in his body.

" Why haven't you slept ? I asked Tough and Mr. Satrio.

" The tough woke up when Thavisa was crying loudly" replied Mr. Satrio calmly looking at me.

" Young Arin.....how do you feel better ? satrio said you were sick, "asked Ms. Elly who came from the kitchen carrying slices of apples. Maybe for Satrio and Tough. It has become a habit of Mr. Satrio if at night, still feeling hungry he always eats fresh fruits to cover his hunger.

" Yes, it has improved a bit" I replied

Mr. Satrio approached me with a piece of apple on me and asked, "Do you want ? " without me answering, Mr. Satrio tried to bribe me.

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I woke up again from my sleep, not because of the cries of Zeeshan and Ziancha. But when I thought there was no Satrio beside me. I tried to sit in the drowsiness that hit. Half-hour three in the morning. Apparently, I'm used to sleeping in Mr. Satrio's arms. Last night kept me awake many times.

Mr. Satrio fell asleep in the chair while holding Thavisa in his arms. Thavisa was very asleep in her biological father's cradle. I smiled and was moved to see the beautiful scenery in front of me. What I always wanted was like this. I want my children to have a father who loves them very much. I slowly descended as if I were reluctant to take off the beautiful scenery in front of me. I quickly picked up the phone and took it many times.

I approached them, kissing Mr. Satrio's forehead very gently. Mr. Satrio woke up to the touch of my kiss, opening his net even though drowsiness attacked him.

Smiling at me and saying, "I'm sorry I fell asleep guarding Thavisa." Satrio regretted to me while confirming his position that was originally leaning on the back of the chair.

" No mas, I'm so glad I was so good to Thavisa" I replied gently to Mr. Satrio.

Now I know why Mbak Asri is very heavy to lose and release Mr. Satrio, this is the answer. Mr. Satrio is right as Sebastian says, when Mr. Satrio already loves he will do anything and sacrifice anything. Although it looks trivial what I see now, but to me it is very extraordinary.

Seriate..........