Marriage Contracts Master

Morning New Bride

Kara.

I now live one roof with Mr. Pandu who has officially become my husband.And only we are both this simple apartment that we call home.

The clock is at 5:15 a.m.

I was a little late to wake up to perform dawn prayers.Because it should be at dawn in the city of Jogja at 5.00WIB.

I am not a super religious woman, but I know my duty as a Muslim.Except to close my law with a hijab.I cannot.

I kept praying because that was all I could do.

No matter how we live, prayer will still be mandatory for Muslims.

Yes, so did my mother teach me.So did my mother.

After praying I went out of the room and how embarrassed I was.Kidapur already there is a Pandu pack who is boiling water.Definitely he will make coffee.It is true I saw him take a jar from the top cupboard containing coffee and then take it again jars filled with sugar.

I'm approaching soon.

"Sir, may I help.Let me make it"

Mr. Pandu smiled faintly.

Letting me continue with the work.

"Sir, what does breakfast usually take?do I make it?"

I offered.

"No need, let me make it myself later.You can do something else"

Said the last one to go to his room.Yes the room I slept in earlier.To take the work clothes that he would wear go to teach.

Coffee is ready and soon pak Pandu out of the room.Had changed work clothes, he wears a long-sleeved denim blue shirt that he rolls my side.And wears black material pants that are very fitting attached to his body.

Undeniably the almost perfect face.The charm of the Power surprised my daydream.

"Thank you for the coffee"

Her speech.

"Egh, yeah"

I was ashamed, did he know that I was daydreaming because I admired him.

The man sat on a minimalist dining table.Coffee that he had sipped several times and his hands spread the newspaper he read.

In a world that has been all sophisticated this does not dampen the interest to read Mr. Pandu in print media newspapers.

Mr. Pandu really likes to read.

"You remember the smartlock code, right?"

Ask her.

"Yes"

I answered while stirring the warm milk I just mapped on the table.

"You're not going to college?"

"Later noon"

I sip warm milk spoon by spoon.It feels awkward once in the morning only alone with a foreign man who is now my husband.

"Don't you want to learn to cook?"

Her speech.

Why the question makes me insinuated.But it is true that I am stupid can not cook.If only eat champion one.

"Yes later I learned"My servant embarrassedly wanted to cover my face with the newspaper he was holding.

Before long Mr. Pandu put the newspaper he read.Then to the kitchen.He will cook something.Yes sure he will cook, he has taken a knife.

I could only watch his every move from the tail of my eyes.

Dare not focus the view.Once stealing just look.

Pandu did not cook he would just peel the fruit and he mixed it with oats.

Quickly Pandu mix breakfast.It does not take long.

With a flash has been presented in a round bowl.Dibawannya a bowl of oats and pieces of fruit back to the dining table.

His hands painstakingly bribe for bribe feed his own mouth food.And his gaze was still fixed on the newspaper he folded so as not to disturb his breakfast.

"Ihhh, breakfast like that where delicious.What he is not interested in breakfast chicken porridge, vegetable porridge or rice gudeg.Hmmmm it will be delicious" Kara muttered in his heart while imagining his subscription chicken porridge near the campus.

"You don't have breakfast?if you want to be able to make it yourself" said Mr. Pandu.Maybe he felt that I was silent to observe him indirectly.

"Egh"Kara was surprised and nervous.

"No sir I'm not hungry yet"Forced Kara to lie, even though her stomach worms have thrashed to ask to be filled.

He is very unpleasant if he will order breakfast chicken porridge and eat it himself.Because pak Pandu has said that Kara is free to eat anything.And there is no need to prepare food for him.

I plan to order it if Pandu sir has gone to teach.

About fifteen minutes of breakfast Pak Pandu exhausted was not left.He spent the bland food with greed.And see the bowl clean is not as much.

Then Mr. Pandu took his bowl to the dishwasher.

At first he would wash his own bowl but I prevented it.

"Let's just sir, then a dirty father's shirt"Kataku, and pak Pandu like to refuse.I immediately raised my empty milk glass.

"I also want to wash my glasses"

I smiled sincerely as I offered help.

Finally Mr. Pandu relented.He put the bowl and cup of coffee.And left it.Pak Pandu then took a glass of water.Maybe to wash his mouth from coffee and breakfast.Ended by drinking water as the remaining food left in the mouth is not turns into acid and does not damage the teeth.

That's my conclusion every time I observe Mr. Pandu finished eating everything before.

I was busy washing the bowl and glass.Tiba arrived Pak Pandu approached and put the used glass he drank water into the dishwasher tub.

Our distance is very large even though it is not up to a minute.Just a few seconds.

"Sorry, bother.Thank you for the help" said Mr. Pandu when putting a clear glass glass glass into the dishwasher.

And for what sake, Pandu Pandu really fragrant.

What perfume does she wear?

"Egh"I'm a little surprised because I almost forgot the memory because I kissed the fragrance Mr. Pandu"No problem sir.Do not hesitate to ask for my help"

Mr. Pandu only answered with a thin nod.Lalu went to the room before long he came out already carrying a backpack that he used to use.

He approached me who was still struggling in the kitchen.I was confused about what to do.When Pak Pandu approached me I was wiping the kitchen table that is almost not dirty.Yes rather than doing nothing.I am confused usually when to the campus at noon this hour I'm still sleeping.

"I go first, if later you go to the campus make sure not to leave the stove on.Check all the windows and close tightly.Usually if there is a strong wind a lot of dry leaves fly and get dirty"Say Mr. Pandu and call for a series of messages if I leave the house later.

I nodded and gave a smile.Not, not a smile teasing him.That's because I like to smile.Although the awkward feeling still excites me.

"Yes"

I hurried to follow Pandu to the exit.

"Be careful sir"My words were a little strange.I said 'heart' to Mr. Pandu.

It's nothing, I used to drop someone off if I was going to leave the house.

"There is no need to drive me, just do your other work" said the guide to me.In a soft tone but why does it feel like I don't like getting rejected like this.

And to my dismay, I stopped my steps that were getting closer to Mr. Pandu.

Stiffened and disappointed to be my breakfast this morning.Want I throw sandals to his flat face.

Mr. Pandu this early makes me disappointed.

First morning in the house.

It was very annoying.I checked again, and I had to immediately bury it in my disappointment.

I immediately remembered that this was a contract marriage.Although I wanted to do it seriously.

But what about Mr Pandu?

He must be right to do this contract marriage properly.Everything is a lie and a temple.

I can only look at the exit that has been closed.It does not seem Mr. Pandu there.She has left.

"Kara, be a good wife to your husband.The pledge when Ijab qobul is not just a saying.So keep lying will be very tiring.Do as comfortable as your heart"Kara spoke to himself, give encouragement to himself.

It's as if Kara is breaking the initial rules.