Marrying the Father of My Foster Son

Tokyo, Japan

It has been four days since Queensha and Ghani enjoyed their holiday in the Maldives. Although this place is very beautiful, but they have to say good bye and continue their honeymoon to the next country ... Jjapanese.

“I'll miss this place, Mas.” Queensha's eyes stared at the clear green sea in front of him.

“I too, Honey. If there is time again, we will take another vacation with Rora and her future siblings later. How, agree not?"

Queensha smiled wryly at the words 'to her sisters' Aurora. “I agree, Mas. This place has made me fall in love like I've fallen in love with you."

Ghani smiles. He hugged Queensha's shoulders, then both of them stared at the expanse of the sea one last time. "Yes, we should go to the room now, packing the luggage. We need to get to the airport right away so as not to miss the plane."

Queensha nodded obediently, obeying her husband's words. Then they walked hand in hand, down a quiet hallway to the hotel room which for four days became a resting place for both.

Their honeymoon in the Maldives has ended, but there are still other destinations waiting for the newlywed couple. The next tourist spot is ... Jjapanese.

Yeah, Japan. A country known by the term sunrise (Nippon) would be the next destination for Queensha and Ghani's honeymoon.

Queensha was sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting for Ghani to pack his clothes and belongings into the suitcase. The movements made by the husband did not escape his sight.

"Do I need to help you?" bargain Queensha when he saw Ghani had a little trouble inserting his ash shirt.

Ghani, who no longer knows where to put the last of his clothes, nods, allowing his wife to help him. "I feel like when we got here, this one big suitcase was enough to hold all our clothes and stuff, but why isn't it enough now. Did I misstay it, huh?"

"It's not because you're wrong, Mom, but because we're buying too much stuff when we get here. You don't remember what you bought yesterday afternoon? We bought Rora's clothes and your two twin nieces, four sets each so this suitcase looks full and crowded."

Ghani mangosteen hears Queensha's explanation. "Ehm, that's right, anyway. It's okay if it's not enough, just leave my shirt. I can buy it again. As long as the clothes for our daughter and my two favorite nieces get carried away."

"Not to be left out. Look, it's sorted out, isn't it?" Queensha pointed towards the suitcase that had been sealed shut. "You just need to fold your shirt following the tutorial from the internet then the object can fit in the suitcase."

After helping Ghani pack her clothes, Queensha stood up. Then he remembered something that had been planned for a long time.

“Mas, before I go home there is something I want to buy,” Queensha told Ghani.

“What do you want to buy?”

“I want to buy a safety bracelet. Yesterday I saw someone selling those bracelets near the beach. He said if you buy the bracelet, then we can go back to Maldives.”

“That's the seller's wits only. Do you believe the bracelet allows us to return to the Maldives?”

Queensha. “Indeed the effect is very superstitious. But I like the bracelet model. Can you, yeah, Mas?" The woman began to whine like Aurora who was asking to buy a Barbie doll.

How could Ghani refuse Queensha's request, if his wife showed such adorable facial expressions. “Bby. After we check out, we'll stop by for a minute. Buy other souvenirs for Rora, Mayumi, and my two sisters too, dear."

Queensha' thumb and index finger were raised into the air to form the letter O. "Okay, Boss!"

After making sure no items were left behind, Queensha and Ghani checked out of the hotel. They walked briefly to the front of the hotel, looking for the safety bracelet vendor Queensha wanted.

"That's the seller, Mas. Come on, let's go there!" queensha shouted while holding Ghani's arm that was pushing two suitcases on his right and left hand.

“This is your order bracelet, Miss. Thank you for your visit. Hopefully we can meet again," said the accessories seller using English.

The bracelet seller gave two pair bracelets to Queensha and Ghani. The bracelet was just an ordinary bracelet made from straps and beads. It is said that whoever buys it will one day return to the Maldives.

Queensha just nodded. "Thank you." He wore the bracelet while praying that one day he and Ghani could actually return to the Maldives.

A few minutes later, a taxi carrying Queensha and Ghani arrived at the airport. Their flight departure time to Japan is approximately one hour away. While waiting, they decided to have lunch at a restaurant near the airport.

"Are you tired, honey?" ask Ghani for attention.

Queensha. “Not at all, Mas. I'm even excited because soon we want to go to Japan.”

Ghani feeds the food into the mouth, uploading the food to lumaat. “Tiba in Japan, I want to show you a lot, one of which is the campus where I went to college. You must like it."

Queensha's face was radiantly happy. “Really? I can't wait to get there soon."

Ghani smiles. Actually, there is one more place that Ghani wants to visit with Queensha later. However, for one place let him not say it directly to Queensha because the place is closely related to the dark past for both of them.

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Just like the Maldives, the sun shines as soon as they reach Japan. Now Japan is indeed entering summer, so the heat is not about.

“It turns out here is also hot, yes, Mas?” Queensha wears a hat to cover her head from the sun.

“We must get to the hotel immediately. If it continues outside like this, it can rub me,” kelakar Ghani.

“About you don't use sunscreen?” ask Queensha to her husband.

Ghani grinned in front of his wife. "Because of the rush, I forgot not to wear it."

Queensha stopped the movement of her hand, then stared intently at Ghani. "Don't underestimate the power of UV light, Mas. Danger, tau. I've been warning you while I was in the Maldives, but you're not even yanking. It's free, dong, I buy one sunscreen tube if it's not used."

“Iya, sorry. After all, the Maldives and the Japanese are different, darling. In the Maldives it's close to the beach, while here despite the blazing sunshine, but it doesn't make us sweat."

“But still you have to use sunscreen, Mas. Don't underestimate!” Queensha said in a serious tone.

Ghani laughed at the look of Queensha who looked more serious than usual. Want a manyun or put on a serious face, his wife is very adorable especially when she is worried about him.

That is the nature of a wife, must always care for her husband. Always want the best for your husband. Ghani is grateful to have a wife like Queensha who cares deeply about her health.

“OK. Okay. I'll wear sunscreen when we get to the hotel. Don't be angry again.” Ghani pinches Queensha's cheek.

“Appointments?"

“Iya, promise.”

Queensha smiles. He grabbed Ghani's arm when their taxi finally came to take the two to the inn.

After seeing the weather forecast, Queensha and Ghani decided to stay at the hotel. The plan, they will come out in the afternoon to avoid the scorching sun as well as collect energy after a long and very tiring journey.

At about four in the afternoon, Queensha was invited by Ghani to visit the campus where he first studied. “I have a friend who has been a lecturer there. I want to visit him too. Do you mind?”

Queensha. “I want to see what your campus is like, Mas.”

“OK. Yuk, we're leaving now!"

Queensha and Ghani wait for the bus that takes them to the campus first. Along the way, Ghani tells what has happened in the past during his studies in Japan.

“I used to have friends from India. He was able to attend college here thanks to a scholarship. Funny thing is, he likes homesick alias kangen house. Almost every day he would call his family in India because he wanted to eat the mother's cooking.” Ghani laughed considering his past.

Queensha laughed when she heard it. "Is your friend Mami's son?”

Ghani is holding his shoulder. "Eitherway. When I asked, he wouldn't admit that Mami's son. However, looking at her behavior I can judge if she is indeed Mami's child."

“What is your friend you want to visit on campus?”

Ghani. “One stop. Name's Rakesh. However, now she is not Mami's child anymore since her parents often go back and forth Japan-India."

Queensha's laughter immediately burst out at Ghani's words. He became curious about the figure named Rakesh.

Queensha and Ghani arrived at the university. From a distance, Queensha saw a typical Indian figure who was in a daze at the campus gate. Looking at Ghani, the figure immediately waved at him. Queensha can guess for sure it's Rakesh, Ghani's friend.

“Welcome again in Japan, Friend!” rakesh exclaimed at Ghani while shaking hands.

“Hai, Rakesh. As promised, we meet again here." Ghani welcomed Rakesh's familiar hand. “Omong by the way, this is my wife, Queensha.”

“It's nice to meet you, Miss." Rakesh greeted warmly.

Queensha nodded small. “It's nice to meet you too, sir." They greeted each other in English.

After getting acquainted, Ghani and Rakesh are seen chatting. Not wanting to disturb the nostalgic show of the two close friends, Queensha looked around Ghani's campus.

“Oh, so here is Mas Ghani going to college first? The building is big too,” thought Queensha while the mangosteen. Circulating the view around, the scenery there is very good and looks fun. "Ehm, if I could go to college, it would be fun to interact with so many people. But baby, I have to settle for my High School education because ...."

"Can't think about the past. Now I'm happy so don't ruin the happiness you're feeling, Sha." Queensha put on a big smile and reminded herself to no longer look back.

Disregarding Ghani and Rakesh, Queensha walks the other way. A few minutes later, he realized he had not seen Ghani and Rakesh.

“Lho, where is Mas Ghani?” queensha said while wailing like a chick losing its mother.

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