My Husband is a Ningrat

Chapter 52. [Indian films ]

The morning before we returned to the city, Kaysan and I took the time to stop by the Pine forest. Kaysan said, the mist, trees and sunlight infiltrating through the cracks of the twigs is the perfect combination to enjoy the creation of the Supreme One. Enjoy a beautiful natural diorama, with a touch of wind that blows slowly.

If Kaysan was enjoying the warm sunlight hitting his face. From this angle I enjoy the beauty of Adam named Kaysan Adiguna Pangarep.

He seemed to have no fatigue despite having wrestled with me with many new styles last night. Oho! Oh, my God, even my knees are still limp.

Here, on a bamboo bench arranged in three rows, I sat while daydreaming of an Indian film, two lovebirds running among the trees, accompanied by rain and a rose cupper in Kaysan's hand. We ran around, played chases and finally Kaysan caught me, knelt before me, and opened the red velvet box and pinned the ring on my ring finger.

The ring? I see my finger, not yet embedded any ring here. I looked at Kaysan, then I saw my finger again.

I let out a long sigh, our marriage is legal in the eyes of religion and law. So this is not just a house game or a game in bed. But why didn't Kaysan pin a ring on my finger, did Kaysan forget. But yesterday during the wedding, Kaysan gave me a piece of jewelry.

I saw Kaysan begin to walk over to me, a smile adorning his face. Sweet as gulali.

"Why daydream?" Kaysan sat next to me, holding my hand. My eyes are round what if someone sees it, "Don't be like this, the secret will be revealed for free." I said as I pulled my hand.

"Why daydream?" he asked again, still holding my hand tightly.

"Who imagined an Indian movie."

"Let's see an Indian movie at home, now let's go home. Mother is waiting for us."

"Mother?"

"Yes, my mother misses you."

"Mother doesn't miss me?"

"No." But she smiled, "Mother is tired of missing me, Jani. Mother is now waiting for her daughter."

My face met, but something made me bend my face, "Does Mom know we're delaying having children? Does Mom mind if her granddaughter is still in the process for two more years? Mas, Jani gakmau is called a brash son of a ghost."

"Enough you be a good wife and obey your husband. The problem our child is thinking about after two more years. You believe, God will entrust the offspring when we are ready."

"Mas..., what if there are no two years Jani is already pregnant? We're, um, we're..." I blushed, my nose was flat, my cheeks were raised like doughnuts. Kaysan what else, already smiling instead of playing, "Didn't last night have been wasted with the wet tissue you gave."

"Hehe, yuk mas already. Home."

He smiled, "Later tonight my brothers will come. Be reasonable."

"How does it feel to have a big brother?"

While still exchanging questions, we walked towards the car park. Seen some motorized vehicles have crowded the parking area. Kaysan quickly took off his hand. Then cover his head with a jacket hood. I understand our position. It's okay, I who still feel pain all over my body, can only walk while occasionally holding my knee.

In the car, we both felt tired. Even the journey to the city takes two hours. Along the way to the house I still asked a lot about the Kaysan family. A lot of things I think are a little awkward.

"Did any of my sisters, other than Indy know we're married?"

"It."

"So they keep the same secrets as us, including yesterday's ruler?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Can they be my sisters and my friends at home?"

"Indy can be your friend, not for anyone else!" Kaysan's jaw hardened, his hand clutching the steering wheel tightly.

"Why?"

"My sister is an adult. I don't want you to be close to other men. You know the limit?"

"Yes, Rinjani can take care of herself."

Finally I chose to look at the scene outside the window, letting Kaysan focus on driving.

The sound from the radio made me smile as the song Tiara Andini - Have me play with her song.

Rumbles in the heart are difficult to say

When you're a little loose

Even if just talking

Please give time.

Let these lips speak

Have me all you can, as much time as you have.

I'll let myself fall in your arms....,

It is not easy to silence the heart of the kasmaran

Famed for love

Please time.jalinkanlah moment complacent to take love.

Without feeling I was carried away when PDKT with men near me. That man has planted the seed of love in my heart. Simple love, though never spoken from his lips.

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Arriving at home, right in the parking lot. Already seen Indy colored tosca cars are parked neatly lined with other cars.

Mother and Indy were also waiting for us. Both corners of his lips were pulled upwards, his hands were already waving impatiently. It would be great if I could see the expression on their faces.

"Come down, there's still a need." said Kaysan.

"Mas, where are you going? Why don't you come down first, you're not tired?" My eyes looked suspiciously.

"Mas has to go to the airport, not for long."

I nodded, extending my hand.

I kissed the back of his hand, "Mas, be careful. Don't dawdle. Jani will miss."

"Yes, just for a second. Rest." I got out of the car, after Kaysan kissed me on my forehead.

Embarrassedly, I approached Mother and Indy. These mothers, why do they both face like they want to interrogate me with a lot of questions.

"Mother." I kissed the back of her hand, just after that Mother slapped my shoulder many times, "Happy son, congratulations."

"Congratulations to what Mother? Jani's not birthday."

Indy laughed, but he covered his laughter with his palm. His attitude is very different as in the villa yesterday. If yesterday she looked rancid, now she looks like a princess of Ningrat who keeps her dignity.

"Mbak Jani does not understand or how. Mommy's virginity has been taken by Kaysan. That means you're not a girl anymore."

"Ndy, be polite with your mother." Mother pinched Indy's cheek with anxiety.

"My son, rest. Let Mbok Darmi massage your body. You must be tired, will be invited to play with brown-skinned Hulk."

"Hulk?" My forehead flinched confused, "Your husband is not like the Hulk. Indy told me you fainted yesterday."

I smiled wryly and nodded. But my eyes glanced at Indy. He smiled, pretending not to know.

"I'm sorry my son. You should get barbaric treatment from a grown man."

"Barabar? Does your mother understand those words?" I was slightly comforted by the words coming out of my mouth that were already somewhat wrinkled. The mother nodded, "Anglaras ilining banyu, angeli ananging ora keli. [in harmony with the flow of water, following the current but not drifting. ]We must keep up with the times, but do not let us drift away from the times. Mother also wants to be like the Millennial generation like you, my son. Free to express opinions, that's it. But still, we must not forget our true culture."

"Excellent, Mother must be slang in order to continue to stay young." I said with a witty smile.

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