My First Love My soul mate

Market Drunk

Celin approached her husband who was sitting while reading something.

"Mas I'm out for a minute." Pamphitt.

"Where are you going?"

"You go to the market to buy bananas."

"Why not at the mall. Dirty know."

"Not in the Mall. I'm leaving first."

"wait. I'm with." Devan rushed off to prepare after peeping his wife's forehead.

Devan was driving while watching Map.

"Is this the place?" Ask when you have entered the market parking area. He's a little objected. In addition to worrying about something happening to his luxury car, he is also worried about his wife and also himself if he is in a slum like this.

"Yes. Let's get down." Get Celin to hurry and open the door.

Celin started shopping. While Devan always grumbled while holding his wife's hand. The man did not stop complaining about the first place he had visited.

"I'm nauseous." Devan stops Celin's steps.

"Nausea? Come back to that." Answer Celin.

The car stopped at the park. Celin rushed to help her husband down and took him to the toilet. He painstakingly scowled Devan's nape who was vomiting vomit.

"Your old age." He gave her a bottle of mineral water that he was carrying.

Devan's situation has improved enough. He is now in the car letting his wife take his place because of the wet clothes.

"Next time don't come again." Celin wiped her husband's sweaty face with tissue.

"Sorry to bother."

"No problem. We're going home now." Celin started driving home soon.

Arriving at home Devan immediately took a bath with warm water that had been prepared by his wife while Celin was busy in the kitchen to cook lunch.

"Have you finished the bath?" Celin asked felt a hug from the husband.

"It."

"Sit down first. That's your hot tea on the table."

"Yes." Yeah." Devan answered but reluctantly also moved even though his wife had nagged.

"You want the air again." Said Devan who is now eating fed to his wife.

"Like the shrimp."

"Yes. Next time you want to shop, don't go to the market anymore."

"You told me the banana I wanted was in the market."

"The banana at the supermarket is there."

"Different. Feels different. The type is different."

"What banana?"

"Beaver. That's what I made fried bananas."

"Tau ah Yang's. Anyway I don't want you to go to the market anymore."

Devan holds his wife who is busy playing games.

"Still long?" Ask in a hugging position.

"Attent." Reply Celin without shifting focus.

"Papa told us to visit."

"Why?"

"She said you wanted to meet. Mama wants to say something too."

"We're feeling late."

"Yes." Yeah."

In the afternoon a couple was sitting waiting for someone. Their faces seemed to sparkle as the main door opened. Mama and Papa immediately hugged Celin when his son entered the house.

"Kangen you Deck. Let's sit down." Take both. Celin just nodded starting to follow the steps of his parents into the living room.

"Until vomiting?" Tanya Papa laughed at the story of her son-in-law who was invited to the traditional market this morning.

"Let's lebai... Just now I'm complaining." Syndicate Celin.

"Emang his place is dirty Yang. I don't want to go there anymore."

"good. So I can go alone."

"You can't either."

"It can be so."

"Where are you going?" Devan saw his wife standing up directly blocking the woman's hand.

"You go back. You're talking don't come." Celin hurried away.

The living room left only Devan and Papa after Celin withdrew.

"Where is your relationship?"

"It's fine Pa. Although we fight often but we can solve it well." Devan answered honestly to his in-laws.

"Yes, you have a lot to be patient with Dev. Celin is still young. He's childish and stubborn."

"Yes Pa." Reply with a smile.

Celin is busy playing tennis. The woman refused to stop even though the weather was so hot even though it was 3 pm. He who only wears shirts and shorts as if tireless and hot until some people who become his opponent alternately play.

"Non. Your husband's coming." Said Mr. Rangga seeing Devan coming into the field.

"Belgroff." Celin replied unconcernedly.

"Let's take a break." Invite Devan to hold the wife's wrist.

"Not tired. Later. Just a minute too."

"How briefly? It's been two hours. See, everyone is tired of your ladenin too. Let's go in."

"Later first. Come with you if the others are tired."

"No. Heat. Let's go in." Without hearing Devan's refusal to hold his wife made Celin cuss.

"Mouth." Tegur Devan when he sat his wife on the sofa.

"Why?" Ask Celin defiantly.

"Not good."

"I'm used to it."

"From now on don't get used to it."

"Dad... Move aside I want to..."

"Where else are you going?" Cut Devan.

"You drink. Thirsty."

"Wait here I'll get it."

"Eh why is this?" Celin asked to see her husband tie his hands and feet.

"Let's not run away."

Devan returned to his wife after a while.

"It's mineral water." Celin protested at her husband.

"Do you? If you don't want to." Devan replied teasingly.

"Yes. Take my hand first." Devan shook his head softly at his wife's request. The man then unscrewed the bottle and helped Celin to drink.

"Ease at once?"

"And I said thirsty. Take the rope."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Yaampun red like this. Sorry Yang." Devan feels guilty because his wife's ankle is flushed from the ties.

"Later gone too."

"sorry. I was just kidding." Devan kissed his wife's hand.

"No papa. Look out for a shower." Celin ran away from her husband before the man interrupted her again.