My Mr's. Virgin

Chapter LXXXVI

Andreas clogs all of Mariana's clothes into a large suitcase stored in a corner near the closet.

"Don't play with the stopper! Tangle all my clothes," said Mariana.

"Do you think there's time for one-on-one stacking?" Andreas doesn't care. Anything in front of the eyes is stuffed into the suitcase, including the interior of Mariana. The girl closed her eyes. Pretend shy. Andreas chipped, but his face was also flushed. Embarrassed.

The small suitcase was full, so Andreas was forced to lift some of it and move it to the room he occupied. While Mariana, the girl was packing makeup equipment on the table.

Up the stairs, down the stairs chasing a period of just a few minutes, making them sometimes collide, dark fog when down the stairs. Andreas was engrossed in nagging, because Mariana's stuff was not a little. They have to repeatedly lift these things.

Mariana brought the toiletries, while Andreas went down the stairs to pick up some of the remaining items. When he reached the middle of the stairs, Mariana's legs slipped. Andreas who just came down did not have time to grab the girl's hand, causing her to fall, rolled up to the bottom of the stairs.

Andreas' long legs, soon after Mariana. "You okay?" he asked, while helping Mariana stand up, but the girl sat back down.

"My feet!" mariana.

"Why?"

"I can't walk."

"Try again!"

Mariana stood up again, but fell down again. "Can't, it hurts a lot."

Andreas fell silent. The sense of compassion in his heart, especially when it is seen the chicken kampung laying eggs near the temple Mariana. Benjol, that is. The girl has no feelings. Not feeling the pain. However, it was still imagined in the eye pelukan, the first time they met. He did not want the incident when Mariana struggled behind him repeated again.

"Then, how now?" tanyakanya.

"Roof, to?"

"No way!" reject Andreas.

"Ai, until your heart lets your wife hurt like this." Mariana pretended to sulk. "We don't have time for drama" he continued.

Andreas reached out his hand. Although with a heavy heart, he still forced himself to carry his wife's body and sat her on the living room sofa.

"Which leg hurts?" tanyakanya.

"It!" point Mariana at her left ankle.

"Ah ... pain .. ah .. ah!" Mariana screamed as Andreas pulled his ankle.

"Hold a little more. You can walk tomorrow."

"Thank you." Once ready, Andreas left Mariana, then rushed back to clean up the items that were on the floor because Mariana had fallen, then took her to their room. He also tidied up all the clothes and other items and then stored them in the closet.

Shortly after, he went downstairs to meet his wife sitting chatting with his mother-in-law and big mother Mariana, his eldest sister-in-law. He said hello, and sat down next to Mariana.

"You know no. Ande, if you haven't met your husband, he'll always worry about the future. But if the man, never worry about the future, until he meets the wife," said Mama Lala.

"Ha-ha-ha!" Mariana. "That's really Big Mama, ha-ha-ha."

"No Ande's worried not right now?" ask mama.

Andreas did not answer. He just smiled shyly.

"At the beginning of marriage your great father was romantic once, but the longer, the romantic is gone," said Mama Lala.

"The Great Mom. I see the great romantic father, that's. Go everywhere always both." Mariana tried to break the secret.

"That's because the kid's all grown up. We are getting older too. So now he's just starting to get along again."

"There's a Big Mama, here."

"You don't know, honey. Back when we were dating, we were going out in the garden ...." Mama, Mariana, and Andreas immediately chuckled.

Mariana laughed until her eyes watered.

"Why are you going to the garden?" andreas asked after his laughter subsided.

"The name of the village. If not going out in the village, we would have met in the garden or in the rice fields. If you don't believe me, ask your mother, this!" Mama nodded after her name was called.

"Your big father, that, if you see Mama Besar going to the garden, he will come with the clapper on the shoulder. Both ways to the garden. If you hit a rock, it is not the Big Mama who got angry, but the stone that got angry. 'Ih, you useless stone. Why is it in the middle of the road? Trouble people only.' That's how he gets angry. Then he kicked the stone to the edge." Mama Lala told me back.

"But after marriage then have children, if you go to the garden, stumbled on a stone, Mama Besar who got angry. 'Uh, where do your eyes keep them? This big rock you can't see.' That's how he got mad."

"Ha-ha-ha!"

"You know what, Ana, if you used to date, talk slowly. Whispers, sometimes not hearing what he's talking about. But, now ... 'Lala, I'm hungry. Hurry up and chop the rice!' no more borrowing toa at the village chief because of her voice, one village can hear."

"Ha-ha-ha!"

Throughout the evening they spent time telling stories, and it was true what Mariana said that Mama Lala liked to research the entire house and newlyweds room.

Mom hugged Mariana. He kissed the girl. Just then they were both sitting inside the guest room that Mariana had occupied before. "Always be gentle, don't be rude! Take care of your speech too. You're already married. Already have a husband. So be careful."

There was a lot of advice he gave to his daughter. "If there's anything, don't forget to call Mama." His gaze gently looked at the princess.

"Mama go home first. Remember Mama's message!" Mariana nodded. While limping because of his legs are strung, he accompanied the departure of his mother and big mama until at the door of his house.

"That leg will compress using hot water. But don't wear it too hot. Be warm" said Mama Lala.

Mariana and Andreas both answered, "Yes."