My husband Gemulai

Repeating a good memory?

"Nothing, but it's about us." Bondan replied, making Rima frown.

"About us?" Rima asked, and tilted her head to look at the man sitting beside her.

"What do you mean?" Ask Rima again, but at this time with a taut tone.

"Em, that's—" Bondan did not continue his words because he was confused where to start.

Why be so nervous. Inner Bondan, while stroking his nape.

"That's what the hell?" Ask Rima, curious.

"Em, I heard that you're going to be proposed." Bondan asked, but with a small mutter and made Rima not hear clearly with what Bondan said.

"What the hell are you talking about! Not clear! I'd better go home." Upset Rima, and began to move from her seat, but was restrained because Bondan blocked her arm.

Rima looked at his arm held by Bondan, as well as Bondan also stared at his hand which held Rima's hand. Realized by what he did, Bondan immediately let go of his hand and apologized.

"Sorry." Said Bondan, then bowed his head.

"It's okay." Rima replied, then he sat himself again beside Bondan, but with a longer distance. And suddenly the atmosphere became very awkward.

"What are you talking about?" Rima asked, quietly and without looking at Bondan.

"Nue, tell me you're getting married again." Somehow the question just slid from Bondan's mouth, making the man doom himself.

"Huh, ngaco!" Rima replied chuckling, making Bondan immediately throw away his face, because at this time his face was reddened with embarrassment.

"Nue, must be a prank. He's his son really likes being naughty." Rima continued, still leaving her laughter.

"Oh, so it's not true." Said Bondan, smiling faintly. Somehow there was a sense of relief in his heart, when he heard the answer directly from Rima.

"Yes, no. How could I ever remarry, not Bon-Bon's age." Rima chuckled.

"But you're still pretty." Again Bondan threw a speech that he had withstood all this time.

Ah, mouth is not filtered. Inner Bondan was upset, and wanted it to feel like he was hitting his own mouth.

"Am I really pretty?! You finally admit it." Reply Rima, smiling widely.

His smile has not changed. Inner Bondan, he was still enchanted with that sweet smile.

"Yes you were beautiful before." Bondan answered, then turned his face again, because he was reluctant to look at the beautiful face.

Duh, Mother. I'm sorry, because this feeling is starting to grow again and I can't afford to brush it off. Inner Bondan, feeling guilty with his late wife.

"So you asked me to meet, just to talk about this?" Ask Rima.

"Em.no. I also want to say that Fika and Nue will be back home tomorrow." Bondan.

"Huh." Bondan only snorted in annoyance, when he heard Rima's question.

"Switch, just get angry." Rima Ledek. "Bas with the little boy." Rima continued, chuckling and making Bondan even more upset.

"Based on old grandma!" Reply Bondan.

PLAQUES

"What did you say?!" Rima's murmur, while hitting Bondan's arm hard, but Bondan did not feel the slightest pain.

"Oh my goodness, your hands are made of concrete!" Rima groused, while shaking her palm that hurt because of hitting Bondan's arm.

"It hurts so much?" With a reflex he immediately pulled Rima's hand, then rubbed the palm gently.

"UH!" Rima was surprised, when his hand was pulled and elus by Bondan. "It's okay." Then Rima pulled his hand again, making Bondan aware of what he had just done.

"Rima, may I ask you something?" Bondan asked, then changed his sitting position slightly tilted, so he could see Rima's face clearly.

"Please." Rima replied, looking for a moment.

"Do you still have a taste for me?" Bondan asked again, making Rima stiffen and swallow her saliva violently.

"What the hell are you talking about? What do you mean?" Instead of answering, Rima, asked another question.

"Is that love still there?" Asked Bondan, while looking closely at the beautiful face in front of him.

"It looks like you mostly eat chicken? That's why you're such a bully." Rima replied, interspersed with crisp laughter.

"The more you dodge, the more it grows in your heart." Bondan.

The laughter framing Rima's face now vanished, as she heard Bondan's words.

Rima turned her head and looked at Bondan who was also looking at her intensely. Their two eyes clashed with each other, their eyes implying a word of love that had been buried all along.

Bondan draws himself closer to Rima, and Bondan holds Rima's chin, with his index finger and thumb.

"My words are right, right?" Bondan asked, and looked more and more at that beautiful face fixedly.

Rima was silent stiff, but a second later he nodded his head slowly.

"If so why? We can't be together." Rima replied, staring at the man before her.

"You're right we can't possibly be together, but can we if we repeat the wonderful memories we once created together?" Asked Bondan, while looking at the pink lips with a sense of belonging.

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