
The days that Dinda spent are getting better and there is no trauma so profound. Her relationship with her husband has also made great progress.
Candra blatantly asked Dinda's readiness to carry out her duties as a wife, while they were in the middle of discussing the relationship they were going to live in the future. However, he did not immediately ask to be served at this time, considering that the wound on his back had not healed perfectly.
Dinda also ventured to answer. That she was willing and ready at any time when Candra asked for it. However, apparently not only her husband who is not hindered in carrying out obligations. However, Dinda too, because her monthly guests who had arrived late, now come to visit and settle for the next few days.
"Before Papah returned to Bandung. Papah wants us to have a party at the hotel first" Arwan said as everyone gathered in the living room.
"Why throw a party, Pah?" ask Candra as thoughtfully as everyone's mind there.
"Of course to celebrate your wedding. You guys haven't had a reception yet, have you?" the father replied at once asking.
"Bara thought, no need Pah," Bara refused directly.
"Why not necessary? Your in-laws have not yet said their opinion. What do you think, Hir?" Arwan turned to look at Zahir.
"Send you! How good it is," said Zahir as it is.
"But Pa---," cut Candra fast.
Dinda who sat next to Candra just silently listened and understood the mindset of her husband, before also issuing an opinion. Not much different than Dinda. Kaamil, Mita, Al, and Vita did not dare to speak.
"But why?"
"Grandfather Abdul died one week ago, Pah. Does Papah think that's polite? What about Papa Zahir?"
Arwan fell silent and glanced at Zahir who was silent without expression, then he looked at everyone one by one. Yeah, they confirmed what Candra said. However, they are also expecting a party for Dinda.
"Papa doesn't matter about that" Zahir said casually. Arwan then focused his attention on his friend.
"Nobody knows, either, that my father had only been dead for a few days. Shouldn't we also not be drawn into grief?" he added again, "so, just prepare the party," Zahir broke up casually
"Is Papa sure?" ask Candra doubtfully.
"It is better not to have a party, Pah," Dinda finally said, "lagian ... Adin, right, widow."
"You are a widow, baby. But, your husband ...?" timpal Mita who had heard her husband's approval.
"What else is your husband an only child! Perhaps this will be a memory for your Papah-in-law," Zahir nodded slowly approving of his wife's words.
Zahir did not mind if the iron was to make a wedding party for his son. Sadness because of the departure of the father, does not necessarily hinder the happiness of others as well.
"But Bara also doesn't mind if there's no party, Ma," chuckles Candra's not happy to obey her father's wishes.
Dinda secretly glanced at her sister as if asking for an opinion, which Kaamil said on both shoulders.
"alright. If according to Bara it is not necessary, Papah can not force," said Arwan relented.
"Sorry, Pah. This time Bara, refusing to throw a party," Candra regrets to Arwan.
"No problem, Papah understands what you mean."
"So, you're sure we don't have to throw a party?" Zahir looked closely at his wife's friend.
Arwan let out a long sigh and nodded for sure.
"If they don't want to, what can be done," he said giving up on the wishes of his son and daughter-in-law.
Plans to make a wedding party were then canceled by the thoughts and deliberation of both families.
One week later ....
"Surely Pah. We will soon follow" said Bara, hugging his father.
"Or .. Why don't you come now?" arwan.
"Bah, didn't I explain! That Bara has an appointment to accompany Mas Lintang, to meet the client tomorrow."
"Yes, yes ... Papah remembers."
"She's calm! If they forget. The latitude that will remind them," Holidays Lintang who helped usher his om.
"Yes, you calm down. I will also come to visit Bandung later," said Zahir while patting Arwan's back slowly.
All the talk was immediately stopped, when the sound of the departure notification of Bandung destination was ready to take off.
Arwan hugged his only son again, only then hugged a nephew who was like his own son. Not to forget also hugging Zahir, Dinda and Kaamil.
Mita, Vita and Al. They didn't drive us to the airport. They just drive up to the porch.
After the departure of Arwan's plane. They returned home, and Lintang separated in the parking lot.
Arriving at home ....
Candra and Dinda went to their room. After closing the door, Candra immediately hugged Dinda from behind.
Dinda was a little jolt.
"My back doesn't hurt anymore. How's yours?" whispered Candra as she clenched Dinda's stomach tightly and buried her head between the shoulder and neck of the wife who was blocked by the hijab.
Dinda was suddenly nervous and gulped violently. Candra doesn't have to ask. However, he still wanted to tease her with that question. For her husband also knew when they prayed together.
"Re-really? W-what, I'm sure?" dinda asked suddenly.
"Yes. I'm sure" said Candra hoarsely and flipped Dinda's body facing her.
Dinda did not dare to stare directly at Candra's bead eyes. Somehow he even looked down deeply, and it made Candra have to hold her chin and lift her up.
"You are so sweet" said Candra softly and lowered her head towards Dinda's face. The other hand held up Dinda's neck, and her eyes stared longingly at the chewy thing she now easily kissed.
Dinda reflex closed her eyes and held both sides of her husband's waist. Slowly Candra was*s*p the wife's lips. Dinda also enjoyed 4ti and returned the kiss4n Candra.
Initially the cimu4n moved slowly in rhythm. However, over time Candra melum4tnya full following instincts that have long been restrained.
Still not releasing kiss4n, Candra pushed Dinda slowly towards the bed. Arriving in bed, Candra took off the kiss4an just to open Dinda's hijab.
After the headscarf fell to the floor, she returned to her activities while laying down the small body of the wife. The nervousness that Dinda had felt at that time, had evaporated when she also enjoyed the game of Candra.
"I love you" whispered Candra between her activities.
Dinda who heard the confession of Candra, was intrigued to reply while enjoying the sensation of craze in every stream of her blood.
"I love you too" she whispered softly as she held back the tickle as Candra sucked her neck.
Slowly Candra's hand unbuttoned Dinda's shirt without stopping with her activity. He also withdrew to release the buju that was still attached to his body.
"Bismillah, Allahumma jannibnaassyyaithaana wa jannibi syaithoona maarazaqtanaa."
And ... everything happened without being able to explain othor, because the othor is still leaked. Yes, believe it! Don't protest.π