Not the Story of Siti Nurbaya

Night Chat (Part 1)

"Too again dating it feels romantic, Neng." added Mr. Min see the intimacy of Syifa and Zikra. Syifa only responded with a clumsy smile.

"What difference does it make in marriage, sir?" ask Zikra prank.

"Yes. bedalah, Mom. If you are still dating anything it looks beautiful. Still darling. If you're married. walah."

"The prospect?" Syifa frowned not understanding.

"Yes. Still dating a little - little darling..have you eaten what yet? If you fall because of tripping, tell him which one is sick dear.." said Mr. Min as if he was demonstrating. "after marriage. Humph! Your share! Stupid terribly! If you fall also said it is no longer where the sick baby anymore. But tell me, cover your eyes, go that way to get to you." the slightly potbellied man chuckled crisply.

Syifa exchanged glances with Zikra. From the look of the girl's eyes as if she was asking about the attitude of the person in front of her, will it change the attitude of what has been said by Mr Min, the fried rice seller?

"Hopefully we don't do that, Yank." said Zikra, touching the back of Syifa's hand on the table.

"Yes. The two sampeans if they can continue to be friendly until they are married." said Mr. Min who really does not know the status of the relationship of two lovebirds who are stopping at his shop.

Zikra laughed softly. "But unfortunately we're both married, sir."

Mr. Min was surprised to hear Zikra's confession.

"Life.. You two are married, all right? La wong you guys are still young gini. Don't think you're still dating."

"Yes. We married young, sir." said Zikra while looking at Syifa with a happy smile. "but not because it's been diligent first yes, sir."

"That's great," Mr. Min brandished his thumb. "rarely today's young people are as forward-thinking as this Mas does. Because usually young people today want to date doang. Though courtship can make people more easily close to the sin of adultery."

"That's right, sir." Zikra said excitedly.

"Humph! If you're not a betrothed, you're not going to get married young, are you?" muttered Syifa somewhat annoyed.

"Better young marriage can do it, yes sir, do not use the misgivings of the masses." Zikra looks shiny. Though at the beginning of life with Zikra and Syifa had been visited by residents because it was considered to gather kebo.

"Yes, that's right, Mom." Mr. Min nodded in agreement.

After finishing each fried rice, Zikra paid for the food and drinks he had ordered with Syifa. After saying a word of thanks the two moved away leaving the store.

Mr. Min smiled in amazement at the departure of the young couple.

Syifa smiled broadly as she stroked her full stomach. "But finally..."

"Udah full? Sure?"

Syifa nodded quickly while muttering.

Zikra was happy to see the joy on his wife's face. His hand immediately grabbed Syifa's hand and held her tightly. But Syifa looks uncomfortable despite being taken by a man who has her husband status in public like this.

"Ih, you are a rich truck, use everything." complained Syifa struggling to remove the hand of Zikra. But Zikra was unyielding not to let go.

"Any truck that can hold. I can too, even more." Zikra's goda rolled her eyes.

"Humph! What the hell?" sumpul Syifa blushed in embarrassment.

"Cie. wear shame all..." syifa hurriedly shut Zikra's mouth so as not to continue his speech which he thought would come out words that were not worth speaking in public.

"What the hell, Yank? I want to talk but get stopped by rich gini?" zikra protested while releasing Syifa's hands.

"But this is public, shame to know."

"Basic bawdy!" he nodded with a muttering sound. Zikra curled her lips to see Syifa's attitude which she thought was still timid. Because basically the girl was very shy. But slowly the veins of shame Zikra who began to have problems when near Syifa. He immediately chased after her.

Syifa immediately laid her body on the mattress in her room after finishing brushing her teeth and washing her face. He plans to sleep separately with Zikra tonight. But reality and hope are different. Zikra, who did not want to be away from his wife, crawled up on the same bed.

On top of the single-sized mattress, Zikra pushed his wife's body into the corner of the mattress almost touching the wall without permission. Because the position of Syifa's bed is deliberately closed to the wall to give a little space in the room that is not how big compared to the room occupied by Zikra. Of course it provokes the anger of the mpunya.

"iii-ih... Zikra, narrow.. Why the hell are you sleeping here? You can sleep in your room bigger than this." - Syifa.

"No way..." Zikra fluttered from Syifa's back while tightening his hand that was purposely looped around his wife's slender waist.

"Why?" syifa did not understand.

"I want to sleep with my wife." said Zikra spoiled.

"Zikras... " Syifa tried to escape from her husband's embrace which made her uncomfortable to be by his side.

"Hmmm..."

"Narrow.." cried Syifa.

"We moved into the next room." Zikra let go of her embrace. Moving away gives distance to make the next move.

"But, Zik..."

"What?" sela Zikra cuts Syifa's speech.

"I want to sleep here. I haven't slept in this room in a long time." Syifa tried to find an excuse. He did it deliberately to be free from the zikra entanglement that looks like an octopus when it is near him. Until he often felt guilty about it. Moreover, in recent days Zikra diligently invited him to night sports that made him tired. Maybe because he really wants to have children, so yes!

"So you slept here. Now is the time to move on a wider mattress." said Zikra directly carrying Syifa's body in a stomp.

Without giving much time to his wife to talk, he had already put the girl in the middle of the bed. And. can be guessed Syifa at this time Zikra is really wanting it. Because it had been since the beginning of Zikra's arrival in his room, he felt the junior had stabbed him from the bottom behind him.

Syifa just sighed helplessly against her husband's desire that was no longer negotiable. Heat is inevitable. She just put it up for the pleasure of her husband.

"How's Papa doing?" ask Syifa after you finish making love. Now he positioned himself leaning against the chest of the Zikra field while plugging his innocent body under the blanket.

Zikra sighed heavily while folding one arm under her head. One arm was used to hug his wife. The concern is bright considering the condition of Surya who is still sick in the hospital.

During his treatment not once, he invited Syifa to visit his father. Not without reason he did. He just wanted to avoid the sharp stares and harsh words that came from his Mama's lips to intimidate the poor girl. He felt already quite the sadness his wife had felt that had lost track of both her parents and youngest sister. There is no need to be added to the harden which only adds to the grief of the girl.

"Why do you reject Tasya who can clearly help us?" sugat Mama when Zikra came to visit Surya in the hospital.

"Because I'm married, Ma. I do not want to desecrate my household ark in the presence of a third person." said Zikra steady.

Seriate...

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