
Now I and Mas Irsyad are sitting on a grass with a small mat.
We enjoy grilled meatballs and orange ice. I was very curious, why my husband never glanced at the sexy woman who tried to tease him.
I looked at the face of his handsome who was sipping orange ice with a lot of ice. Yes, about the cold drinks we really like it.
"Mas Irsyad," call me slowly.
I always call his name when I'm about to start a serious conversation.
"Dear, what's wrong?" The answer was soft as usual.
"Why did Yang, did not want to see the girl who bought the flowers? Beautiful, sexy again. Her cleavage is that, obviously." I said try to tease him.
He chuckled at my question. I often see sights like this. Whenever he talked about another woman, he always laughed.
"Raina baby, you're funny. Gemesin," he said as he gently pinched my cheek.
I turned my face away, because a red tinge had already appeared on my cheek. I'm sure it is.
"You're a weird one, don't like the same sexies." Second temptation, I wonder what his reaction will be like.
"You're the weird Raina darling." Quickly answer.
"I? Why strange?" I'm confused.
He started to stop laughing. Put on a flat face as usual. I'm afraid he's offended by what I said.
"Can't it be if he's not normal? The proof is that almost every night he asks me for something. Sometimes I even get overwhelmed serving him." So are my bad thoughts.
"Yes, you're weird. Other people would want their husbands to not care about their eyes. You're even rich who likes that if I see those who wear clothes less material so." Obviously while sipping again the orange ice.
"Yes, I don't mean that, which is weird. That's why guys like the same clear and sexy. But I am so grateful that God gave you to be my priest." I said with a sweet smile to her.
"Well my husband, what would happen if you knew, I told you that you were a romantic miser" I said in my heart.
I bite my lower lip, my chest is pounding. I leaned my head against his chest.
I want to make sure if his chest is pounding the same as mine? Oh my God, his heart beats faster. I-i heard. I hugged him without shame.
"Darling, why be a gini. Shame to know so many." Say it slowly.
I straightened my body again. No smiling towards him.
"Why the hell is Yang? So what do you want to do." Bargainly.
I immediately nodded enthusiastically. He is rarely open about his feelings. Usually he just keeps quiet or smiles when I ask his feelings.
Ahh so think back to our first meeting. If you remember it now, it feels funny. And it never crossed my mind that he was going to be my husband.
*****
Four years ago, on one of our city's campuses. He and I live in the same city.
I rushed down the hallway of the campus, because my courses were starting soon. The huft! Thankfully I still have a minute.
The lecturer has not yet entered the classroom. Next to me sat a very calm man. He rarely speaks, but when he speaks he is also fun.
I often see him talking to other guys. Every now and then she laughs crisply, displaying dimples that I really like.
Our views meet. He looked at me with his face flat. I turned this face away, embarrassed not to play. I was caught staring at him.
"Why even glancing this way anyway? Shame will be. With a sharp gaze just make this stubborn, especially if he smiles at me, can nosebleed deh." Racau. Unknowingly a smile was on my lips.