Love After Him

Chapter 35

This morning the sun shone brightly, as bright as my heart. The light of the morning sun directly penetrated my room which was located close to the backyard. I call it a backyard, but I mean it's just an open space for drying clothes.

Unlike usual, this morning after waking up I immediately checked my salary. And sure enough, there was already one incoming message from my future husband. Just imagining it makes me ashamed.

(By the darling)

That'sallthatis. Success makes me smile embarrassed.

Drrrt Drrrt.

I'll pick up the phone immediately.

"Hallo."

"Hi baby, are you awake?"

"Yes, I just woke up ... Em, you're awake, are you?" I checked the clock on my watch screen. It turned out to be 05:00.

"Half an hour ago. I dreamt of you ... So just look at the chat I've ticked two colors blue, directly I call you."

I laugh.

"What dream, Mom?"

"Dream you're my wife." I blushed. I pulled back my cream-colored blanket. I put my whole body in that warm blanket.

"God willing in a moment, Mother." I dropped my blanket, then sat cross-legged on the bed.

"Yes, I'm going to take a shower, Mom. This Abis wants to cook."

"Yes dear. I'll see ya."

"See you later, Mas."

"Bye, darling ..."

Clik. I'm turning off the phone. I put my salary next to the nightstand, folded my blanket, and then I put it on the bottom side of the bed. Not wasting time, I immediately took a shower and prepared breakfast.

This morning I made rice with soft bone fried chicken, tempeh and fried tofu along with sambal and lalapan.

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There was a roar of a car engine from outside the fence. Turns out Mr. Raka arrived a few hours early. He took down a large sack of rice from his car.

Mother who was watering the plants in front immediately greeted him with her friendly smile. Arriving at the terrace, he immediately kissed the back of Mother's hand, and brought rice to the kitchen with Mother's permission.

He smiled as he passed me who was serving breakfast. Though he only wears a plain old ash shirt combined with black jeans, but his aura is so alluring.

His gesture of carrying a sack of rice on his right shoulder was very tempting to my mind. Ah, you fucking me!

After putting the rice next to the dish rack, he came up to me, then gently stroked my head.

"What cooking, honey?"

"Nasi liwet, Mas." Then I looked at the tall, sharp-eyed figure in front of me.

"Say eleven o'clock, seven o'clock has come here, Mommy?" Askaqua.

"I haven't had breakfast, Luna. His tongue is totally addicted to your cooking. It's not good to have breakfast with you."

I pinched his arm that was about to go to my hair. "Ish, wench!" I'm thieving.

"Ouch, sick. Ih Luna is getting naughty huh, pinch-pinch. I said Mother! Arse ..." I immediately closed his mouth with my hand.

"Shhh, ish Mas don't be noisy!" I looked at his handsome face, I turned my gaze to him. He laughed at my expression.

I immediately let go of my hand when I heard the sound of your footsteps. I took one extra plate for Mas Raka, which I then placed on the dinner table.

"Where is that, Lun?" the question was when he followed me to the kitchen room to prepare a drink.

"Here." My brother's distinctive voice. He came out of the bathroom with a wet towel that he had just been wearing.

"Old time, Bro?" the Sapa Mas Arya.

"Sengkyu Bro's. Yes often!" Mas Arya replied while giving her distinctive grin.

"Berez. God willing."

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After Mother finished watering the plants, we gathered in the dining room. All the menus are on the dining table. The white dinner plate has been arranged neatly on each side. Glass filled with water is also available next to the dinner plate.

I poured the liquet rice to everyone without exception. After all the dishes were filled, it was my turn to take my share. As for the companion side dishes, I allow them to choose the side dishes they like.

We ate occasionally and talked. My husband seemed to enjoy the food I was cooking. Oh my goodness, husband-to-be.

"Ka, slowly eat it. So slow and slow!" Said Mas Arya to Mr. Raka, uh, Mas Raka I mean.

"My tongue is addicted to Luna's cooking. Moreover, this terasinya sambel, sadistic really, Ar!" Mas Raka answered while wiping the sweat on his temples and cheeks. Very amusing.

"Alhamdulillaah, Mother's child is getting smarter cooking. Yes, Nak Raka, this sambelnya joss really?" Said Mother.

"Yes, Mother. I didn't choose the wrong wife!"

"Uhuk."

All eyes were pointing at me. They laughed at my behavior. Because instead of taking my drinking glass, I instead pour back the glass that is still filled with water so that the water from the teapot spills and makes the dining table wet.

Fortunately, only a little. If not, I'm finished.

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After the incident, I immediately finished my breakfast. After that, I cleaned up the rest of the mess, not forgetting I washed all of our dinnerware.

Mother approached me while I was washing. He said, it is not good to make guests wait too long. So I was told to get ready to go home with him.

Mother also sent me a message to take care of herself. Soon I will be married, lest I be tempted to give up my chastity for her.

"Temptation is definitely getting more and more. Satan will further plunge man into error. You take care of yourself. Remember, give only to those who are entitled. Husband is the only person who is most entitled." Mother's Message at that time.

I will always remember, and will always carry out Mother's message. Ah, Dad, I miss him too. If Dad were here, he would be happy to see me married.

I finally decided to pack my things. Mr. Raka is still in the living room with Mas Arya.

"Mas, I'm ready." When I finished packing my things.

"It's ten o'clock."

"Papa NGO. We walk early in the morning, afraid of getting stuck." My word.

"Hmm, isn't papa really? Want to walk first not the same Mother?"

"Not to kid. Nak Arya this you know, ngajak Mother continues." Said Mother from the direction of her room.

"I have not invited Mama alone for a long time, because now there is a Mother, yes I want to make Mommy happy."

"Mama Raka doesn't exist, Bun." Mas Arya answered Mother's unspoken question.

"Sorry Mother, Nak Raka. Mother doesn't know." Mother looked at Mr. Raka, then Mr. Raka approached Mother and hugged her.

"Whoa Bun, it's been a long time."

"Bro, get my goddamn hook. We are now brothers. Mother has become Mother to lo too. If you are kangen, stay here. Don't worry." Said.

Ready, Mas Arya!" Said Mr. Raka while being respectful to him. Then the two laughed, and they embraced like friends.

"Yes, look at you on the road. The news is that there's nothing."

"Mother, Mas Arya, I say yes. Healthy at home." I pamitku to them both. I kissed the back of Mother's hand and Mas Arya alternated with Pak Raka followed.

They drove us to the front of the house. Then we got into the car to get back to Jakarta.

"Pamit, Mommy, Arya. Assalamu'alaikum."