
"Trust me deck. There's nothing I'm hiding. Miss Kades is just making it up. I just don't think he's talking to you."
Septian persuades Julia who is still angry with Bu Kades' words during a ghostly event. Julia is not the type of woman who is good at hiding the taste in the heart. After the show ended, Julia immediately asked for an explanation from her husband. How the real events until Bu Kades dared to disturb the peace of his life.
"Are there any such people? Wonder me!" Julia's grouse throws her ass into the bed.
"Patience, in this world there are many types of people who are miraculous in their behavior. Don't be affected." Septian followed sitting onto the bed and hugged Julia from behind.
"Just if Dian and Bu Kades dare to mess around. I'm coming for them. I'll make a calculation if I need to take three days and three nights!" Julia growled her heart still inflamed.
Septian stroked his jealous wife's shoulders. He was confused how to persuade Julia to come back cheerful. Julia has always been calm and patient. Because of this problem comes out the stubborn nature of his wife. He smiles himself watching the lips of Julia who continues to grumble cherry.
"Let .. jealousy a sign of love. I just enjoy being angry. Consider it a wedding spice."
Septian nodded and listened to his wife's burning emotions.
"Tell me anyway!" Fry Julia again.
"Have been angry. I am sure they will not do anything strange. They are the most beautiful people in this village. It can't be! Now let's get the donkey!" Persuade Septian to lay Julia in bed.
"This morning .. I am angry and sad to be treated like that!" whining Julia.
"Yes I understand the deck. But yes, it does not need to be extended. Just heal our hearts, do not let our reward be scorched for talking about Bu Kades and Dian. Consider them khilaf." Septian.
Julia reflexively stops her inhibition, she knows her husband is right. Although ghibah is good for channeling emotions but it is a pity that the reward is transferred to Bu Kades and Dian.
"I'm sorry, I'm laughing. The effect is like mens." Julia threw herself into the bed.
"Yes, I have not been given rations!" Septian pouting.
"Not yet .. not yet mens. Maybe just a little more." Julia checked her menstrual calendar from her phone.
Septian placed his hand on Julia's stomach, stroking her gently.
"So curious to see this belly bloated pregnant my son."
"me too. What is pregnant like? By the way, how many kids do you want?" Julia also stroked her broken stomach.
"It's three."
"Why three?"
"I don't know, I like to imagine having three kids. Two too few, five mostly. Poor you'll be tired of taking care of the child."
"Chihui. May Allah grant us the sustenance of a child."
"Doesn't want to date first? I was in a hurry to have children."
"I don't want to delay. It's up to God. Everything God has destined is good."
"Smart you. I've been talking, I want to play it afraid you're mens tomorrow!"
Septian lunged and pulled Julia's t-shirt until the skin around her smooth belly was exposed. Septian mischievously tickled Julia's waist. Meanwhile Julia wriggled withstanding the ticklish taste.
"Agod! Don't be ticklish!" Julia giggles.
"There is no mercy. Feel it ... nih!" Septian kept poking around his wife's waist.
Julia and Septian laughed together enjoying a friendly joking moment. Over time the laughter turned into a soft groan. They had already drifted to the heaven of the world, not tracing the earth.
***
Dian was still face down on the bed mourning the Septian wedding. She posted a profile picture of Septian on social media. Although only a silhouette picture is enough for him to let go of longing.
"I was originally interested in you on a material basis. But after seeing your modesty, your piety, your loving gaze when you go with Julia. I want to have the same happiness."
"If only I hadn't let you go that easy. If only I could convince you to accept our match."
Dian lay down on the mattress and hugged her pillow roll tightly imagining if the thing was a Septian.
"I want to feel loved sincerely."
"Why did he choose a woman whose origins are unclear."
"I want to feel her body. I want his touch. A calm man like him must be a very different sensation."
"Well God, do I love a man's husband?"
Dian was busy talking to himself. Presumably his sanity was reduced due to love's drunkenness. He then buried his head back into the pillow. Sadness, anger, longing, love does not beat his weak mind.
"Twenty-four September is the day of your birth. I'll give you a gift that's hard for you to forget. Although this is going to be a little crazy, I should at least try it once. Let me know if you really have no taste at all for me." Dian.
Dian could not wait for that date to arrive. In his brain he had already arranged a plan. Was Septian the sealim he had imagined? Is Septian able to resist temptation from him.
Dian laughed loudly at what was going to happen. Satisfied with the release of the burden that accumulates in the heart. He pulled out a blanket and hugged him a bolster pillow tighter. He wanted to go to sleep immediately and meet Septian in delusion.
***
"Pakeeeeeeet!"
Shouted courier delivery service in broad daylight from outside the fence. Mbok Par is out to receive the package.
"Titip Ya Bu for Septian Syaifullah." Courier said.
"Well, he's my employer's son. I'll tell you later." Mbok Par replied while signing the receipt.
The courier and Mbok Par went straight up to the second floor delivering packages for Septian. He placed two mysterious packages on the living room table. Mbok Par tapped on the Septian workspace to tell.
Tok .. tok .. tok!
"What's wrong, Mbok?" Septian distracts him from the monitor screen.
"There's a mas package, I put it on the front desk of the TV."
"Okay, thank you." Septian went to get the package.
Mbok Par went straight downstairs after conveying his trust.
"Who are you from? I don't feel like I'm shopping online …. " The murmur is in the heart.
He picked up two packages to take to his study. Without waiting for the time won scissors to open the first package in the form of a large box.
"Kue Tart .. I know it's my birthday." Septian was more astonished to stare at the brown tart that read "Happy birthday Mas Septian terlove."
"Who is this from? Julia did send a surprise. But he knows I don't celebrate birthdays." His brows furrowed even more astonished.
Open the second package box immediately. The feeling grew even more unpleasant when he saw the contents. A box of brief model male underwear and a set of male singlets. Whatdoes thatmean?
His chest was hit by a rock so shocked when he saw a picture of a beautiful girl he knew dressed sexy with a long distance kiss throwing pose. Rush behind the photo so that it is no longer visible. His hands trembled as he picked up a piece of red lipstick-stamped paper containing a hand-written message.
*Happy birthday to Mas Septian. Hope you like the prize. I think it will fit and fit perfectly in Mas's body. As I always imagined. I'm sorry for my stupidity. But I really love Mas. As sincere as my heart. I'm sorry I didn't come with you to Sumatra. I am so lost in ignorance and fear. I'm sorry I'm not an adult.
You know, I suffer the pain of thinking about you day and night. My heart is jealous to imagine you're blending in with Julia's sister. If you want to give me a chance. Meet me. I want to be your second wife. I'm sure my parents would agree and they definitely helped to keep our relationship a secret from Julia.
P.s
It's both of us's secrets.
From : Dian Ayuningtyas
0813 xxxx xxxx*
"Cinting!" Septian frowns the letter with his fist.