Miss Hurray, I Love You!

Fifty-four

Rafan takes off the suit and throws the original into a chair in the corner of the room, the man takes the AC remote and sets the temperature so that it is not so cold. In the same room, Alsava sat restlessly on the edge of the bed looking at every move made by Rafan.

"Is it still too cold?"

Rafan sitting beside Alsava made the girl shift away while tightening the scarf that wrapped her body. Rafan tries to pull the end of the shawl but Alsava holds it tight.

Rafan frowned feeling Alsava's hand so strongly defend the scarf.

"Is it still that cold?"

The man casually unbuttoned all the shirt buttons until his chest and stomach were visible. Alsava's chest rippled and the heart felt like jumping from its place. The girl once again shifted slowly with her face turned to the side.

Oh my god, please strengthen the heart of the servant.

Rafan took off the shirt and put it on the bed, still patiently waiting for the first word that Alsava would say. He had been waiting for it, really Ravan was surprised after they finished the marriage contract procession, Alsava did not make much noise.

Even now he had to repeat the same question twice but still could not answer. Rafan sighed and then dropped part of his body on the bed with his legs still dangling.

Both are still trapped in the room. No one wants to start a conversation just to clarify the situation and future plans about this marriage. They are getting swept up in the misunderstandings created. Rafan with love claps one hand and Alsava with interest loan thoughts.

Outside the party was over, the guests had already gone home and left much work for the servants to do. Maybe tonight the waiters have to stay up for work. Although tired, but they also feel happiness over the marriage of his employer.

Likewise with Yo's uncle and his wife, although not so agree because Rafan married Alsava. However, as a family, they are also happy for the happiness that Rafan feels. Not to forget the couple who also stayed in one of the guest rooms in the house, Rangga and Alexi visited at the right time despite not getting an invitation.

Which makes both of them participate in watching Rafan's wedding held simple today. Rangga only reacted normally to this marriage, in contrast to Alexi who felt uncomfortable. Honestly speaking, his little heart was still not willing to take off Rafan - the kind man who used to love him so much - along with the girl who was not even better than him.

Yes, Alexi's self-esteem is hurt because Rafan instead married a girl who is not worth Alexi as a predecessor in occupying the heart of Rafan. Even so, she could not do much, let alone with her current status that was already a wife and a mother.

His relationship has just improved with Rangga, and certainly does not want to go back to deteriorating because he is still not at peace with the past. There is a future that he must strive for, namely the happiness of his son. It is enough to cover all the sheets of his past here, tomorrow a new sheet will be opened with joy.

In the corner of the mansion, still sat quietly a young man in the company of a middle-aged man. The two sat side by side at the home guard post. Accompanied by two cups of black coffee that still reflects white smoke and a plate of biscuits.

"What do you think of our new employer?" arman asked as he turned his face towards the mang Diman who was originally staring at the moon in the sky.

"Well," replied Mang Diman casually as he sipped his black coffee and ate the biscuits, drifting in a delicious taste that made his tongue taste.

Arman looked back at the moon in the sky, and now the star was the target of his gaze. Still tucked into dislike on his employer's new wife. Of course Arman still remembers the way his employer's wife tarnished his good name some time ago, and today he was even lotus not then too.

Ah, if Arman could protest, he'd be the first person to oppose this marriage. Indeed, he could not imagine what would be troublesome if he had to serve and face his employer's wife. Not nothing Arman has been lazy just made.

"Why?"

The question of Mang Diman made Arman turn his head to look at the middle-aged man beside him.

"No papa."

Choosing silence and not voicing the contents of the heart, wrong-wrong he could be fired from the job. He did not want to lose his job because of his annoyance at the employer's wife. I've worked for Mr. Rafan, you're a good man. So the words of comfort that his heart gave and it turned out to make himself a little calm.

"Have you entered Man, doesn't tomorrow still have to work?"

Mang Diman stood up after finishing his black coffee. Doing a light stretch by turning the body to the left and right, trying to dispel the aching feeling that has been whack since.

"Yes Mang in a minute."

The night has begun to crawl up, but two people of different sex in a room are still at home with silence and silence. Alsava's body was stiff because it had not moved since earlier, while Rafan's heart was achy because Alsava still did not want to make a sound.

Rafan rose to his feet and shifted and hugged Alsava from behind, leaning his chin comfortably on Alsava's shoulders. Alsava's body stiffened received treatment from a man who had been legally her husband now.

In the past, they have often hugged like this. Even Alsava himself is always looking for warmth and comfort in the chest of the field belongs to Rafan. He used to feel comfortable because he considered Rafan as an ordinary man just like him.

But now, how could Alsava possibly feel at ease? In addition to their social strata and family background are very far away like the sky and earth, the fact that she was only a second wife made Alsava's heart unable to fully feel at ease and be grateful for this strange state of affairs.

It was like a dream that realized all of this was going to end.

"Speak Va, brother misses your chatty voice like it used to be."

Rafan tightened his arms while smelling the scent of Alsava's body which always made him calm. He felt back home, as comfortable and relieved as he had always felt when they embraced like this in his former village of Alsava.

"Sorry sir, about when will my loan interest be paid off?"

Rafan thaws and releases Alsava in annoyance. Alsava gulped at the change in the look on Rafan's face. Obviously the man was angry, had been waiting for Alsava to speak but the sentence that came out of Alsava's mouth continued the problem of debt and interest.

What in his brain is only the word debt and interest? just ruin the mood!

"Sorry gentlemen don't get mad just yet, I just-"

"I'm your husband not your master!" Rafan cuts Alsava's sentence with a ketus tone making Alsava pias face instantly.

"Call me right. Call. I 'branch' first." The intonation of Rafan's voice had turned soft with a slow tone. Actually feel embarrassed because of the call problem should he ask.

Alsava blinked at first, but he tried to calm down and take control of the situation. The girl muttered a few times then fixed her sitting position to face Rafan completely.

"Alright Bang, can we clarify the situation that is going on? I'm honestly confused why I'm sitting here and being a wife."

Alsava's courage had returned, the girl looked at Rafan calmly without trembling like that. The grip of the hand at the end of the shawl has loosened so even the body muscles have been fully flexible and no longer stiff.

Rafan smiled, happy to hear the call and tone Alsava who had changed familiar not spaced as he wanted.

"What should you explain Va?"

With a fad instead asked back, luring Alsava to talk a lot. Ah, Rafan misses Alsava as much as he used to. Alsava sighed then raised a sharp gaze before saying.

"First please explain why we got married when your son was a baby? And secondly, what should I do with this wedding that it says is a loan interest payment?"

Rafan frowned upon hearing the first question from Alsava. But then when his brain can combine pieces of memory that Alsava had met with Alexi who was carrying his son, Rafan became convinced that Alsava thought Alexi was his wife too.

Huhmh.. You troublemaker girl! you're not as smart as I thought you were.

Rafan's smile widened when he found a brilliant idea to re-nurture his wife. He shifted his sitting position until he stuck to Alsava's body. The man tilted his head until his lips stuck to his wife's earlobe.

"What do you think the newlyweds will do on the first night?"

Alsava's body stiffened hearing Rafan's whisper in his ear. With the weight of the girl gulping down, this time her brain was already working on quickly displaying all the things about the newlyweds and the first night.

Oh my goodness, no...!