
"Uh." Gafi muttered slowly as his eyes were glared by the sunlight that pierced through the glass of his car. He circulated his gaze to Dita, and found his wife still asleep in her fissure.
He picked up the phone he had placed on the front dashboard after removing Dita from his snare. He glanced at the digital clock on his phone screen which showed it at eight noon. And his eyes then switch to the upper left corner where the signal bar still indicates there is no signal around there.
"Wake up?" asked Dita who saw her husband already sitting in the front seat.
"Yes, it's still a signal that doesn't exist yet" Gafi replied, spraying perfume on his body and cologne around his berry-flavored nape. Dita stretched her body, then tidied her hair and followed Gafi out of the car.
"Keep us into his villa how?" ask Dita who was standing in front of her husband.
Gafi stared at Dita for a moment. "Pray for me, I hope there are riders who can be asked for help."
Dita just nodded, while Gafi swept the cologne that he had brought out to the nape of Dita then gave her a little morning kiss.
"Breakfast first well," Gafi bargained into the car to pick up two bottles of tea packaging that he bought yesterday.
The atmosphere around there even though it was eight o'clock in the morning was very cold and made Dita slightly stroke both hands because of the cold.
"More." Gafi offered a bottle of tea that Dita immediately received.
"Cold huh?" Gafi pulled Dita to her nemesis so that now his wife was being hugged from the same side of the man
The sound of another car horn shocked Dita and Gafi which made them both turn their heads towards the sound. It turned out to be a resident car close to the Villa that Gafi's parents bought. One hour the man and Gafi worked to get the car back on the road.
Gafi gave some money to the man for helping him. The car is now back to running.
"Thankfully someone passed by, otherwise we could spend the night there. Where to go to the Villa is wrong. Should've turned right on the left. Yes stray," said Dita.
Gafi just resignedly saw his wife nagging, because it was all his fault. The sound of chips being chewed Dita broke the silence between them. Occasionally his wife checked her cellphone which had received a signal, because they had arrived at the residential area, which would have been a signal in that place.
Dita glanced at the digital clock in the upper corner of her phone which showed at twelve noon.
"Udah deket?" ask Dita on Gafi who focuses on driving.
"Turn right on the fork and we're not far away" Gafi replied, playing the radio from his car's speakers.
They finally arrived, Gafi thought. He deliberately brought Dita to this Villa so that his wife was his asset, because this was in the name of Gafi as his birthday gift and he would give her again to Dita. All will be behind the name on behalf of his wife. He stroked his wife's head in anxiety before stopping his car in front of a white-painted Villa.
The villa looks beautiful with trees around it, squeezed strawberry garden on the right and left and across the road there is a stretch of pineapple garden.
Don't ask who it belongs to, it belongs to the villagers who were bought three years ago. And never again here. Only someone whose parents trust, is asked to take care of him. If there is damage they just send funds. The villa is also very beautiful with a blend of white paint and macha, making the eye look directly fascinated made.
"This is the Villanya?" tanya Dita did not believe.
"Yes, how? Like no?" ask back Gafi took the suitcase from inside the trunk and followed Dita who had entered the yard.
Gafi smiled back at his wife's embrace and kissed the top of Dita's head slowly. "Whatever it is for you."
Dita took off her embrace and ran to the expanse of strawberry plants that were ready for harvest. He stared with his eyes sparkling with red ranum fruits ready to be picked. When Dita was about to take the fruit, Gafibl immediately hugged her from behind and kissed her nape.
"Lunch first yuk, you cook yah? The ingredients are in the refrigerator," Gafi's pinta sama Dita.
"Later on, I want to eat this," Dita refused to point to the strawberries she was about to pick earlier.
"I don't accept rejection!"
Gafi immediately carried Dita's body and took her into the Villa, while his wife just put her hands around the husband's neck in a sling style.
"Hard-headed," said Dita pinching Gafi's cheek.
"Let's go, I'm hungry, and I want to eat" replied Gafi.
The sound of the door creaking echoed as Gafi opened the door with his feet. Mata Dita was stunned by the architecture of the building, a minimalist room with a green macha feel, there is a tv room, kitchen, family room and bedroom next to the kitchen.
It is very minimalist for a honeymoon that the concept is only two. For a moment Dita felt like staying forever in the Villa.
Dita opened the refrigerator and looked at the contents of the refrigerator. It is still fresh as if it has been filled by someone who is definitely the manager of the Villa. He picked up some ingredients and walked over to the kitchen counter to process them. Gafi hugged Dita from behind.
"Never regret being the wife of a man like me, who lacks so much. I want you to love me even if the spirit is separated from the body" Gafi said.
"I will always love you, brother. Now and forever" replied Dita. Gafi then kissed his wife's cheek.
Dita then continued her cooking activities while Gafi chose to sit at the dinner table as usual. Watching his wife cook in the kitchen, is a beautiful sight to behold.
After finishing cooking, Dita serves what she cooks in front of Gafi who is immediately eaten greedily. That day they spent picking strawberries and resting after two days of exhausting travel. The rooms they occupy are not beautiful with the architecture of other rooms with a blend of macha and white.
Night had greeted the two of them, Dita was sitting playing her cellphone with her husband's chest, while her husband had fallen asleep from exhaustion in a cheating position. She looked at her husband's peaceful and calm face while asleep.
"I want to be able to look at your face forever.every will close your eyes and open your eyes in the morning," murmured Dita to himself.
He occasionally kisses the man who has filled the heart. A very good man whom God entrusted to him.
Dita feels her love journey is full of twists and turns before finally finding happiness with Gafi
"Hopefully we can forever enjoy the day with our daughter's son, " whispered Dita before closing our eyes.
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