My Husband is a Ningrat

Chapters 107. [Love on the jet plane ]

All busy cleaning luggage, because at exactly eleven o'clock in the afternoon we will air above the Indian Ocean.

"By making the family at home have you prepared yet?" I shouted at the trio we ware bare. They answered already.

I had only brought one suitcase with clothes, now after one week in the country of kangaroos, my suitcase was increased to one more. It contained not clothes, but a lot of food and souvenirs typical of the Australian Continent for college friends Nina, and her grandson 'Mbah Atmoe.

"Mas, where's Father?" my many.

"In the backyard." replied Kaysan who was no less busy tidying his hair, "Jani see you for a moment." I dragged both of my suitcases out of the room, "Don't be tidy, I'll wear a hat and a mask." I looked into the room with a witty smile, "You'll find that hair will only be neat if Rinjani combs it."

"Sok romantic!" Sadewa also looked into the room, "Daritadi is not finished?"

"She wants to look young, she's just fine."

In the backyard I found a man smiling stiffly at me, "Come here." Herman spread out his arms, I approached him and hugged him, "Father didn't come home?" I asked, "Father must stay here until the time comes." In her arms my eyes are already glazed.

"Go home sir, Jani's there alone."

"You're strong, Nduk." You stroked my hair, "Father used to be happy not to play when she found out the man who was your husband came to see you. Your mind is only on one side, you are happy with what you enjoy now, because you cannot give you happiness and higher education." The Father took off his arms and looked at me with a still, as if his eyes were implied by the sin he had committed, "Honest in each of your steps, Honour and filiality to your King and Husband. Hard and strong in the face of reality, one more. I'm learning to pray and do'a Mr. Slalu is with you." I kissed the back of your hand, "Father has to promise to come back, Rinjani will make a lot of grandchildren."

He smiled broadly, "Whatever happens, stay strong. If not, you just have to be yourself. You ddablek's father certainly knows how to act."

I nodded, "Father find a wife, let someone accompany you. Not cool by yourself."

You hold my shoulder, "Come here in winter, you can see the snow." A warm smile adorned his face.

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For the first time I was on the air with Kaysan, would he be as calm as Nakula when faced with the tension I felt. It's nothing, even Kaysan has acted like someone I don't recognize. He wears a hat, a mask and glasses. His ears are covered with headphones.

We arrived at Melbourne Airport. You just drove me to the entrance, many times he warned Kaysan to take good care of me, not just Kaysan. But Nanang and his sisters did not escape from the father's teachings to take care of me like I am very special.

Finished saying goodbye to the Father who decorated the tear description. The five of us went to the gate listed on the boarding pass to wait for the flight, until the time to take off arrived Kaysan remained silent.

I sat down with Kaysan, while the twins and Nanang were three benches away from where we were shaking.

I stared at the scene outside the window as the roar of the machine was ringing in my ear, 'goodbye Australia with all the honesty and bitterness that exists', for me this holiday is just an honesty Kaysan alone, Kaysan, not on a honeymoon or spending time together.

The plane was already flying above the clouds, many times I stole a glance with Kaysan. He just glanced at me with his eyes. I'll take off the headphones, "Can we talk?"

"What dear?" his hands stretched out to tidy my hair, "Seven hours just sitting and bobbing in the air, would you not get bored if you just stay still?"

I slightly idled my body and whispered in Kaysan's ear, "Jani's company to the toilet, come on."

Kaysan's eyes whizzed, I blinked one eye.

Kaysan sighed, he took off his seat belt and stood up. Actually I just wanted to test him, if he wanted to accompany me like Nakula last time, I followed his steps down the cabin and went to the toilet.

We arrived at the toilet, my eyes were watching the surroundings. Everyone seemed busy with their own affairs, some were asleep, some were reading magazines or seeing movies from mini screens available on each passenger bench.

I pushed Kaysan until we were both in the toilet. "What are you doing Rinjani?" Kaysan took off his mask. "Just want to see your face, because all I saw was your eyes." I giggled while taking off his hat.

The toilet is quite spacious because we use a flight with a VIP class plane. "What you're doing could make the flight attendant suspicious, Rinjani." Kaysan's advice I ignored. "It seems more cool in the toilet, yes, you were like a statue" I said as I sat on the sink, "What do you want? We better get out." Kaysan approached me, "When seven hours on the plane if just sitting down was common, would you not want to make the most beautiful memories on the clouds?"

"You mean what Rinjani? You seem to be airsick."

I held onto Kaysan's arm as he already wanted to open the toilet door. "This toilet is soundproof, if you want to groan no one hears from outside."

"Rinjani!"

"Rinjani just wants to have good memories with Kaysan everywhere." I cupped Kaysan's jaw with both hands, "Later if Rinjani misses, Rinjani can remember the beautiful face of Kaysan mas while with me."

"Not good doing in the toilet!"

"Just kiss, no need for that."

Kaysan held onto my chin, "You are indeed brave." His blackened lips as a result of the many cigars he smoked began to kiss my lips gently.

The waves of turbulence made our bodies both stagger. Kaysan finished his kiss, "We better get back to the chair." Kaysan washed his face in the sink, Kaysan,

"Mas. Thank you." I said with a bitter smile, "Go back first and don't make anyone suspicious." I nodded, my head peeking out. Feeling the situation was safe, I sauntered towards the seat, saw Sadewa looking at me while shaking her head. "It leaves no trace of the making of the nephew, Ma'am." Taps him as I cross his stool. I chose not to press it, the shock began to feel less as Kaysan came. Behind the mask he was wearing, I knew he was carving a smile.

The time on the plane was spent watching movies and holding hands. There is a sense of happiness that is engraved in the heart, but there is also a sense of bitter when later Kaysan and I will bring Nanang home.

The long journey to home feels short, we have arrived at the airport when dusk is still decorating the expanse of the ocean. It was as beautiful as the first time Kaysan and I spent time on the beach.

We moved down to the airport building to pick up the suitcases and rushed home. Overload luggage makes the five of you split into two parts. Kaysan and I used a pickup car, while the trio we ware bare used an online taxi service.

The two cars sped towards the Adiguna Pangarep family residence. I have chosen to be silent, because I am doing my rounds to express the competition I want to do.

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