Married my Cousin

Part 2 Move

"Sir, mah! I'm sorry I think Ibra wants permission to take Inge especially Daddy and Mommy already first, Ibra already have to go back to work do you give permission?"

What he said he wanted to take me away really mas Ibra I felt I did not agree with his decision so soon.

"Come, you have become her husband does not need permission but your Grandpa and Aunt leave the Neng as you you you must get along well! What if we tell you." Said Grandfather, I was confused not to finish the items that would be brought Ibra mas wrapped around me and smiled to invite me back to the room and help pack the items needed there.

"Don't bring a lot of stuff there is also already available you just want to come with me." I only nodded as I had not dared to look at him while packing Ibra's mas goods silently looking into my fixed eyes.

The tall-white man smiled as I returned his gaze I lowered my head in embarrassment. When we finished we said goodbye to Grandpa and Mama because the other family had gone home first.

On our journey just silent I also did not have an important conversation with my husband, mas Ibra also focused on driving only takes half an hour finally we arrived, and finally, I was, after arriving we immediately enter and go to the top floor of this quiet house seems no one who welcomes us no matter not so it might be a problem to two Uwakku are busy in his place of business. Mas Ibra stepped up to pull my little suitcase on the top floor not much room I saw, we walked through the living room, too, next to him one room may be the room of his sister Mas Ibra who lives outside the city who is receiving education mbak Adel his name.

"This is our room, you just finish my clothes I work first." Mas Ibra rubbed the tip of my head gently.

"This house is empty! I was mumbling if I would stay here Dad! Is Ibra sincerely married me ahh already may destiny always be good to me.

"Dimas if you were to marry me. Maybe my marriage isn't this big. Yallah think what the hell I am, he's a traitor not to be remembered anymore deh Neng."

It has been almost two hours Ibra did not leave the room while my stomach was very lager, I tried to kedapur ahh around this house also no introduction. I went down the stairs somewhere where my husband's workspace was, I continued my steps towards the bottom floor looking lonely it turned out outside the rain geez.

I open the refrigerator turned out to be a lot of foodstuffs I want to process it so anything important odd stomach. Seriously I started doing my actions in front of the stove I wanted to make capcay and fried chicken happened to be ready rice maybe uwak already cooked this morning.

"What meda?"

"Allahu rabbi mas ngagetin."

"Sorry! I'm nervous, seriously right."

"I'm cooking a laper mas."

"Oh my goodness sorry dad! Forgot to say mother if you haven't had time to cook."

"Well, I don't know if it's done this." Without looking at Ibra I served my cooking to the table.

"Do you like to cook? " Mas Ibra seemed to intimidate me, I nodded.

"Wah can grow dong every day have a smart wife cook." His words make my heart degregan kok rippling not because of gini well even though it has not been tried there is a bloom but not a flower.

"Yaudah try first be disappointed if it's not good."

"Well, Miss Ibra." Yesampun more pounding me, surely my face is already blushing huh mas Ibra able to make me happy when we eat together. The man smiled after feeling full.

"How's it feel?"

"Lumayan."

"Bad food doesn't taste good?"

Mas Ibra instead of answering even smile again make me a geer anyway.

"Sir, are you okay living here?" He said, I nodded and now we were sitting in the living room.

"If you mind we find another house it's okay."

"This is also quite comfortable mas do not bother to put me or indeed mas deliberately want to hide me?" I said somehow my heart wasn't as happy as it was considering that Ibra still had a fiancee she said.

"No Neng, afraid you are not comfortable living with Father and Mother as we are newlyweds." He then grabbed a glass filled with water.

I also do not know the character of Uwakku who actually I know them very well so far. Wa Musa is the brother of their father only two brothers before papa died uwak is already good as well as the mother mas Ibra.

"Assalamu'alaikum uh... There's Neng Inge here! what time are you guys at?" Ask Wa Naya.

"So the morning Wa, Inge did not bring what loh Wa, will suddenly be here he said mas Ibra there is a lot of work." I glanced at him but he didn't look at me.

"Don't call Uwak yah now will be my daughter-in-law call Mommy just like your husband.

"Well Wa... Uh mother."

"It's still not Bun, but I do work at home really." his dream is getting handsome my husband with his style.

"Son, are you cooking?"

"Yes Wak, uh Bun!" I approached Mother who was sitting in the dining room seemed to want to eat anyway.

"Well, it feels so good this is your mom's recipe! hmmm smart also you Neng."

"Well let's eat this there is a side dish Neng Inge has cooked it turns out." call Mother at wak Musa, it turns out his father Mas Ibra has also come home.

"I'm sorry if it's not good I can only cook so well" I said.

"Nothing dear, thank you son, eat again yuk dear." Mother, I just said that I had eaten with my husband.

"If so Inge went back to Ibra again deh Bun." Mother smiled as she chewed at me and nodded.

I saw the family room but Ibra was destroyed, eh meaning there was no idea I went back to the room. I climbed the stairs slowly I decided to take a nap only after reaching the room, tired too when just cooking.

First become a daughter-in-law I must be very diligent from my mother always I remember at that time, must be a good wife a good daughter-in-law who is diligent and all macem again.

I open slowly the door to my room exactly our room both me and mas Ibra, uh! I heard Ibra's voice talking on my phone saying I wanted to get in maybe she didn't hear me when I opened the door but she focused on the flat object. Well already this foot stepped into the room.

"Yes tomorrow I go to work, don't forget lunch well later his maag relapse if late eating." that's how his words sound soft and romantic. Mas Ibra I know it must be your fiancee mas, you should not have to marry me because you need to be happy instead of sacrificing your happiness for me.

"I love yu too." that sentence made my chest tight, O evil God I have taken mas Ibra from mba fiancee. I do not feel my hair has come out since I feel sorry for myself left when married to a cousin who has become someone else's fiancee.

"Neng, why dumbass? come in here." call him.

"Eh! Yes mas." I wiped my feathers I do not want mas Ibra to see me sad later the more pity me this.

"Why the bengong sit there I want to talk" he said again. I sat next to the bed that was patted by Ibra.

"Sorry did you hear me?"

"Sound what mas?" I pretend I don't know what he's talking about right now.

"Owh doesn't mean papa!" what does it mean try.

"Tomorrow I have started to work, you at home must be alone looking for busyness aja Neng, Father and Mother must also go to the store.

"I'm afraid I'll be left behind!" sadly, he seemed to scratch his head not scratching itch.

"Here you go, you can come with me to the office if you want or want to come with Mother."

"I'm here just nothing afraid of disturbing later. mending done clean house, if I come later office people you suspect suddenly already have a wife alone." I said I reasoned I didn't want to hurt other women's feelings because I had to go to Ibra's office.

"Seriously?" I nodded and a smile forced Ibra to scramble the tip of my head. I of course lay down myself because I was tired, I guess mas Ibra came out of the room after I turned his back on him as well she went to bed.

"Neng, how do you think this wedding is?"

"It's weird." I replied without looking.

"Weird why?"

"It's weird that Ibra's my brother but married me" he chuckles at what's funny anyway.

"We are not mahram before marriage so it's okay to be mahram."

"Yes know the mas, but why would I change Dim_ means my ex who ran away."

Mas Ibra was silent when I lyrically turned out he had been into a dream sounding soft snoring.

"Hmmm. "I sighed my drowsiness also attacked, but I could not sleep well after remembering the words of Mas Ibra just now. I once asked yesterday this marriage is strange now he just asked.

"Mas Ibra I'm sorry I troubled you and sacrificed your love for a woman like me, although this marriage is still strange in my opinion. You've made a big sacrifice, can I be selfish I don't want to see you with another woman, I don't want to hear you say nice to other women and I'm starting to like you now I'm sorry mas." Dmegan my drowsiness I thought then fell asleep just like that.