My First Love My soul mate

We Start From the Beginning

"Today we go to Papa's house." Devan said starting the conversation. "Why what?" Celin asked as he ate the sandwich. "don't know. We were told to come." Answer Devan. "No need to ah. Another lazy shower. If you go, alone. I'm not coming." Devan smiled at Celina's words. "I bathe when I'm lazy to take a shower." His words made the wife raise a sharp gaze. "Mending doesn't take a shower than bathing you." Replied annoyed.

The rain still has not stopped as well as Celin who has not yet taken a bath even though Devan has been nagging consciously. "God. Dear. Let's go take a shower." Said the man approached his wife who observed the rain from a large glass that presented the view from a height. "Look. The streets are so quiet." He said out of the topic. "Eh wait. What did you call?" He just woke up looking at the man standing next to him. "Honey. You don't agree? Or call someone else? A hohey? Baby?" Celin shuddered. "Call a name." The answer. "can't. Get used to it from now on." Devan peeks at his wife.

"No way." Upset Celin arrives at her husband's cradle heading for the bathroom. "That's warm water. You won't be cold." Celin increasingly hugged Devan tightly as the man purposely positioned himself on the bath. "Shake or I bathe." Threatened to smash the wife's body. "outrageous." Shouted Celin annoyed.

Devan looked at his wife who looked so beautiful with the clothes he had prepared. "Here sit a minute." Said the man but Celin was still standing on the spot. He pulled his wife's hand up to sit on the sofa. "What are you doing? Don't be weird." Celin said looking intently at her husband who was carrying makeup supplies. "Just wear a thin powder. According." Answer Devan gently. "What exactly do you want to wear your kebaya and dress up like this." The man smiled. "You will know for yourself." Although not so good, but he can do it enough. His wife's face was very beautiful. He just needs to add a little touch. He studied last night. His wife can't dress up so she takes the initiative. "It's done. You're so pretty, darling." Praise Devan honestly.

Celin sat down with her husband. He was told to dress like this. It was Zahra's wedding day. Intentionally advanced because the father of Sumi Zahra who was sick requested that the marriage be done as soon as possible.

"Where are you going?" Devan asked after his wife who hurriedly resigned while the family was eating together after the event was over. "There's a need." Celin replied leaving the husband who kept on following her. "What business?" He could not bear to put the girl's hand on. "Please. I'm hunting for the hunt." His annoyance stomped his hands violently then immediately left.

"Celin where's Dev?" Mom asked as her daughter-in-law sat back down. "There's an urgent matter for Ma." Answer with a smile. "Devs. Ask Celin to stay here. Let's get together the same." Papa. "Yes Pa. Devan will talk about it.

Zahra was silent. The girl ate quietly beside her husband. A marriage that was not expected but has continued to occur. He made a promise to his father-in-law. Not even escaping can. Want to not want it to undergo.

Not yet connected figure of a girl walking with her tennis clothes while carrying a bag approaching everyone. "Where are you from Dek?" Everything standing closer made the girl retreat instantly. "I play tennis. Why so close?" Ask. "We're worried." Answer Papa. "Yes. Now I've met you. I'm gonna take a shower first." His words rushed away.

Devan followed his wife in the room. "Eat already?" He looked at Celin just coming out of the bathroom. "Yet. Where can I." The answer. "Come on. I'm ready to eat." Suddenly he grasped and pulled his wife's hand to be invited to walk together.

"Males ate that." Celin complained to the dishes at the dining table that the waiter prepared. "What's the way?" Ask Devan. "Estime noodles." The answer. "Oh. Ja. Let's make it."

Celin was just sitting around waiting for her busy husband to make noodles. "What meda?" Ask Papa to come. "Make noodles for the wife. Papa wants?" The answer was immediately on the deck. "Don't eat Deck noodles often." The man rubbed his daughter's head and left with a freshly filled water bottle.

"It's ready." Said Devan serving a bowl of hot gravy noodles in front of his wife. Without a lot of stale alkalis Celin immediately ate because he was hungry. "Slow down, baby." He said while cleaning his wife's lips. "The son is made by me." Devan said confidently. "Nob." Celin replied short, solid and clear.

Devan follows his wife who is already lying in bed. He got rid of the bolster that had been a barrier all along. Devan was free to hug his wife when Celin was asleep. But this time he will do it while the wife is still awake. "Ih. What the hell." Celin felt uncomfortable. "I'm your husband. Free to do anything." Devan answered, hugging tightly. "Please." Celin tried to rebel but in vain and chose silence because he was tired. "You can't go anywhere. Be with me and always be by my side. Let's get our house up and start over. I'm gonna learn to be a good husband." Devan.