Me And Wedding

sunday

I combed my hair in front of the makeup mirror while looking cheerful because tonight was a very rare moment and probably will be the history of my life. My husband asked for a date like two young kasmaran. Sunday night he was always busy or had his own business outside. Without thinking of me one bit.

Yery the man who is now my husband is kind of a cold person, his capricious nature and another one of the most cuddly people.

Maybe that's my opinion of him. Well this is not important at all because it refers to my own opinion. But I hope you know about it.

The door suddenly opened revealing a tall man who was neat with a dress shirt with his black jeans.

"Where are you going, mbak?" Ask looked at me.

"The same walk of girlfriend." Answer's kidding.

"Emang has a girlfriend. It wasn't in a match." He mocked.

"Isstt. yaudah don't talk to me." My misery.

"Religion." He smiled provoking my emotions.

"So not sure the road anyway?" I stood walking towards him.

"Nhaiji? It's not you asking for a walk."

I kept quiet for a moment listening to her words.

"I don't want to sleep in my room anymore." Further.

Yes, his words are very true. I was wrong.

"Nyebelin really. It's romantic yesterday if you ask. " I swung my lips without getting upset at him.

"Say what?" He drew closer and tilted his face at me.

"Know ah dark." My last word before stepping outside the room because I was tired of saying Yery.

I walked into the living room turning on the tv. "Well fail again his weekly night" my inner. He was getting noisier first so not in the mood for the road.

"The truth isn't the way?" Yery sat down beside me.

I was silent not answering.

"Didn't feel good and pretty but didn't leave."

Am I pretty. Okay, I'm too confident in what he says. But I still refuse to talk.

"If not, find your own way to find a new girl." Said stand.

"Eh.enak aja play go. Appreciate the angel dong beside him. 2 hours and tired of knowing."

"Don't dare say that. Not seeing what was beautiful next to her was still not satisfied. Wonderful as a guy. "Umpatkus.

Yery just shrugged his shoulders.

The tourist park has been filled by people from various walks of life. Likewise, sellers who sell their merchandise. Decorative lights that beautify the streets and children who enliven the atmosphere.

We both walked together. Down the road enjoy the view and feel the night air.

Let the stars envy our romance. What is clear is that I want to show everyone that this person beside me is mine, no one should take it but God.

I will never be able to make this heart hate him. Because love will defeat everything.

We sat on an empty bench after feeling tired.

"You want to buy a drink?" Yery tried to offer me a drink.

I'm shaking.

"I want you." my god.

"Stay I don't have anything to drink." Her speech. Which I don't know means.

"I'm serious."

"I've been drinking you." He said embrace me.

"Ihh. His brain is mute."  I refused to avoid his hand on my shoulder.

"Darling, can I not ask you for something?" Ask who is getting serious.

"What?"

"I'm sorry to offend. When do we have children?"

Deg. My heart suddenly beats. Shocked by Yery's request on that one.

"Emm. I don't know either. Sorry I can't give you a son." My complaint.

"That means our efforts haven't worked. That means we should?" He even nanya.

"What?" I asked back because I did not understand his real words.

"Try again." His whisper was right in my ear.

I rolled my lazy eye and ran towards the ice cream vendor.