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This is where Arya and Arini are now. In an inn that could be said to be very far from the city. It is close to the village of Nisa.
Actually, Mr. Karna and Bu Sulasmi want both of them to stay for tonight, but not because Arya is afraid that Arini will ask for strange things again. Afraid trouble.
But still Arya did not say that they came home for that reason, but Arya wanted to take Arini somewhere.
"Mas, why are we so quick to go home. I still want to talk to Nisa." Arini's lips twitched. He was still not excited when he entered one of the rooms.
"Honey they're newlyweds, don't bother. How will they catch up?" Arya continued to hold her hand, embracing Arini's shoulder and leading her in.
Although it has been answered like that Arini's face is still in a tangled bend.
"Ah, I'm not cool. Cooking can't talk."
"Tomorrow, Honey. Toni and Nisa are going to Jakarta tomorrow too. So you can talk all the way." Arya reviewed the smile.
Arya sat Arini on the bed, put her luggage on the front seat of the dressing table. Arya immediately sat down next to Arini, clasping her hands and kissing her affectionately.
"Don't sulk so dong, dear. It's gonna be beautiful gone." Aryan.
"How will it go, Arini is not beautiful. So even if it's going to stay like this. Don't protest too much." Her speech.
'O Allah, my son why try. Very sensitive anyway. You really should take it to this doctor when you get home." Inner Aryan.
"Why is Mas daydreaming, sorry about marrying an ugly Arini?" Said cold.
"No dear. You are the most beautiful wife, the most beautiful woman in my eyes. There's nothing prettier than you."
"Gombali. I'm not good at combing like that." Arini's lips pursed, somehow these days the mood rose and fell erratically so quickly. Of course making Arini himself feel astonished actually.
"Mas, um...?" Arini thought silently.
"What's up, honey." Arya continued to wait very quietly, waiting for what Arini would tell her.
"It's okay, forget it," Arini moved on, certainly making Arya stupefied, actually what Arini wanted to say.
"Arini wants to say what the hell, so be curious about me," muttered Arya after Arini moved away from her and visited the bathroom.
The night is getting late, after finishing cleaning and changing clothes Arya also Arini is preparing for special. Tired also felt, all day they continued to follow the arrangement of the event, even Arya and Arini participated on display on the stage representing Toni's parents.
"Mas, Arini is so tired, yes" he complained so spoiled. Slowly Arini massaged her own hands.
His face looked very sour, he was not very excited.
"You tired?" Arya asked, even though she herself had heard what Arini said just now. Arini looks very tired.
"Yes, Arini's body feels like it wants to crumble all. But I want to be in a two-hour massage."
"Du_two hours!" Pekik Aryans. His eyes were already round, he who was about to lay down so urung because so shocked to hear Arini's request just now.
Massaging in two hours is not a short time, surely Arya aja tired also sleepy because it was very night.
Arya fell silent, she remembered the law she had given to Arini. Does Arini want to take revenge on him?
"Yes, two hours!" Arini sparkled even though she saw the sour face of her husband.
"What will be the reward if Mas manages to massage you for two hours?" Of course nothing will be free. Everything has to be a reversal. If you're just grateful, that's not Arya's name.
"What yes?" Arini thought hard, "it's up to you to ask what, Arini also has nothing. Later if Mas ask for a strange right Arini ask also the same Mas."
"Yes too. Yes already, anyway later what Mas asked you to give it, can not refuse."
"Yes, but if not sleepy. But also, Arini does not want to moh mijit Mas two hours as well." Arini's fingers may curl if she also massages for two hours.
"No, sweetie." A smile full of intent knot out of Arya, whatever she wants, hopefully not make Arini tired.
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Arya's hands continued to move massaging, only half an hour but her hands were already feeling very tired. Moreover, what he massaged already closed his eyes, he said he wanted to give what he wanted in return but turned out to be in a dream.
But that's how Arini is. When Arya's hand stops because she's sleepy Arini feels it. He also immediately voiced.
"Well!" Arya flinched again, she reopened her eyes despite being closed again. Arya kept on going mangosteen because of drowsiness.
"God, this is really bullying to the husband." Her taps in her eyes were also closed.
Arya was really not strong anymore, she immediately threw herself next to Arini. He rubbed his hands until he closed his eyes.
While on the way almost to the city Raisa falls asleep car while Dimas two awake and continues to drive a car.
Dimas wanted to stay at the same inn as Arini but Raisa refused. He wanted to quickly return to the city.
But now Dimas is really not strong anymore, he is very tired, he is also very sleepy.
Dimas continued to wander he intended to find the nearest inn. He does not want to get tired of being forced will make him and Raisa wretched.
"Alhamdulillah, there is lodging. I hope I can." Dimas pulled his car over. Stop in the parking lot of a very large inn.
Dimas turned his head for a while, looking at Raisa who looked very slumbering.
"Not woken up, huh? But pity, he's a real pun. Later, if there really is a new room wake him."
Dimas rushed out, he went into a quiet inn, but there were also guards on night duty.
"Sorry, would you like to book a room? Just for last night" asked Dimas.
"There, Sir. One right?"
"Two rooms" Dimas couldn't possibly have booked only one room because he and Raisa weren't husband and wife. Although he likes to mengeblas-ceplos and ngebetnya not playing with Raisa but it is just a mere talk. Dimas knows the limits.
"If two are not there, sir. There's only one. Someone just took the other room. How, so message or not?"
Dimas seemed to think very hard. He was confused, if they were in one room what if Raisa didn't want to? But it's also clear.
"I take it, Ma'am." Her speech.
"Let Raisa sleep in the room while I'm going to sleep in the car. Poor thing too, Raisa didn't sleep properly." Mumbled.
"This is the key master. Room number twenty-one." The key is handed over to Dimas. Dimas paid for it using a card.
Dimas came back out after he was done with all his affairs. He intends to wake Raisa up.
"Romez, Raisa. Wake." Raisa's shoulder. But the girl didn't move at all. Dimas turned to poke his cheeks and kept calling her name but still Raisa did not wake up.
"Nih girl if sleeping like a dead guy gini anyway. Pules really to the point of waking up many times do not wake up. What if the guy with him is evil can be in any other girl." His grunt.
"Raisa, wake. Raisa," Once again Dimas woke up but still had no effect.
The only way is to carry Raisa. And that's really Dimas did.
"I'm sorry, Raisa. I didn't mean to," he said.
"Udah tired, sleepy should be fat too. Good thing love if I don't throw it on the sidewalk." Grunts again.
Dimas immediately stepped up carrying Raisa into the room that had been shown.
The room was very spacious because it was the number one room and the only one left. There is a large bed, sofa, bathroom in the room, and other equipment.
Slowly Dimas lowered Raisa on the super big mattress pulling a blanket to cover Raisa. After that Dimas sat next to him just to relieve tired from carrying Raisa.
She saw a beautiful face that was so peaceful in her sleep. Remove the hair that covers his face. Dimas smiled.
"Why do you affect my heart so much, Raisa. Until when will you close your heart and accept me. I can't wait to have you, Raisa. I hope tomorrow there will be a heart open for me. I hope you can open it for me." Mumbled.
Dimas leaned his back he was very tired. His hand was still on Raisa's head.
Drowsiness even attacked so strongly on Dimas that he finally closed his eyes right then and there. His intention to get back out and sleep in the car did not happen.
Dimas's body collapsed on top of Raisa's head, his lips fitting right on her girl's forehead while his hands hugged you around her neck. The two slept peacefully in the same room in the same bed even though Dimas's feet touched the floor.
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