Not the Wrong Matchmaker (R2)
BSJ 78: The Mystery of a Smile
...“Behind someone's smile, there is something you will never understand,” – Bacharuddin Jusuf Habibie....
...BSJ 78: The Mystery of Smile...
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A man seemed confused, skirting through some shelves in the kitchen area. Three months in nature, making him forget the location of some furniture. Just a moment ago, his beloved wife was about to make milk pregnant. Pitying to see the wife had to go up and down the stairs, he finally took the initiative to make it.
In the past, when his wife was young pregnant, this activity was his routine. After he carried out the three-month task, he missed doing this small task. But now, he forgot where the special milk of pregnant women was stored. In the fridge, he didn't find it either. On the other side of the nightstand, he only found tea, coffee and others. Van'ar forgot, where is the jar containing the milk of pregnant women.
"What is the man looking for?"
"Astag." Said Van'ar who was surprised at the voice of the girl who owns the honey chocolate bead.
"Who are you?" Van'ar asked flatly, while re-opening the drawer drawer in front of him.
The petite girl who had dimples pursed her lips in annoyance. They met each other this morning when he forgot.
"I'm Ari, Budi's daughter and Siti's mother." Said introducing.
"Oh." Van'ar's response was indifferent, while searching carefully.
"What is the man looking for?" Ask curiously.
"Milk box pregnant women." Answer Van'ar flat.
"I know where the box is, let me help you." Ari said, while opening a small closet next to him.
Take out a transfaran jar, which contains an aluminum plastic that is commonly used as a container of milk powder.
"This. Can I make you gentlemen?" Ask.
Van'ar shook his head a little, he came here to make his beloved wife. Not to be made by others.
"I made it myself." He said while taking over the jar.
Take a spoon and glass, then switch to open the lid of the jar. Take three tablespoons, according to the dose of the wife usually use. Patently pour hot water, then stir it slowly. All of that certainly did not escape the attention of the girl beside him.
"Thank you for telling me." Van'ar said flatly, before passing. No matter how uncomfortable the relationship between them, Van'ar is always taught to thank someone who has helped him.
"Together, sir." Ari replied, smiling. A smile that did not fade, until the figure was lost behind the wall.
"Your expression is exaggerated." Ari gasped, then turned towards the direction of the voice.
Behind him, I don't know when he was there. But to be sure, the woman was already standing up while gnawing her chest.
"Sorry lady, I'm just-"
"Anything that is excessive is not good. You better stop, before it's too late."
He reminded me, before leaving.
Airra-the beautiful woman was originally going home soon. Anzar the lover of hearts was also waiting in the car, but the girl returned to the kitchen for leaving something there. While cooking earlier, Airra took off the memory watch from her father's partner. The clock is priced well, the output of famous brands. It is not about the price, but about the historical value that is valuable to Airra.
Instead of finding his watch, Airra first found a scene that makes his eyebrows squeak. The sister-in-law - and a girl she knew the daughter of Radityan's family assistant - were there. That's not what's bothering Airra, it's just that smile is disturbing. There is a meaning behind that smile. There was a strong and exaggerated meaning that seemed to be emanating. Either Van'ar can realize it or not, but Airra believes something is wrong with Ari-the young girl.
"What's the hm? You've been daydreaming all that time?"
Asked the man beside her curiously.
"That girl is weird!" Airra to the point.
"Dad?" Guess her lover.
"Hu 'um. He, I think there's something to your sister."
Anzar nodded in response. "Hm, I feel that way too."
"So, your sister doesn't realize?"
"Surely."
"Definitely?" Confused Airra. "I mean, Van'ar knows that?"
Anzar nodded small. "He was good at reading someone's face. Say, he can read people's minds."
Airra looked in disbelief. "He was in college majoring in psychologists. One of the reasons he was nicknamed BigLear was, because he had a good leadership spirit, also had a good memory and observation to read the situation."
Anzar said.
"He's not only good at reading minds, his intuition is good too."
If you depend on your brain to survive, Anzar will die first. Anzar admitted, his sister has a sharp and powerful critical brain. Not only good at reading the situation, Van'ar's self-mastery deserves a thumbs up. The man will easily control himself, so as not to be easily affected. Another case with Anzar, which will be easily affected by several options.
"Van'ar must know, and understand exactly what he has to do to overcome this problem." Anzar bermonolog. Because indeed, he was sure that his sister would be able to overcome all of this.
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"Dec, drink first. It's still warm."
Said Van'ar who had just entered his room.
"Before a while." Answer the wife slowly, who is focusing on combing her long hair.
Van'ar smiled slightly, while closing the door behind him. Three months away from home, he had missed a lot. Not only the development of his baby, there are two special events that he missed. Like the proposal event of the brother and sister twin. Although all of that was gone, Van'ar was happy for his sister.
"Here, bias help."
The beautiful woman nodded small. Three months during Van'ar's departure, his hair did grow longer. Up to now, it has reached below the hip.
"Like it, you're beautiful like this." Said Van'ar while peeping the head of the wife.
Van'ar didn't lie, his wife's hair was long, bushy, black and smooth. Not to mention, his hair is always scented, typical of the aroma of a blend of fresh fruit and flowers that are pleasant when in a kiss.
"Done." Said Van'ar, after the braiding show was over.
The handsome man turned, looking at the wife from his position who was now kneeling.
"What's wrong?" Aurra asked confusedly.
"That thing isn't on deck?" Aurra scrunched her brows in confusion.
"Where is mas?"
"The thing that you love as a gift, when you want to marry with bang Anzar."
Aurra remembers now. The thing that Van'ar meant was a wooden box that he was given at that time. He immediately moved, opening a small cupboard beside his bed. Take out a large square box from there.
"This is it, mas?" He said while offering the wooden box.
"Can you borrow it first?" Aurra nodded.
Aurra did keep everything Van'ar gave her in this little box. Like letters, a flower of edelweiss, as well as some other items. Although according to some people it is trivial, but for Aurra it means a lot.
"Oh my God, sweetness." Praise Aurra, when the object inside the wooden box is taken out.
"Here, put it on." Van'ar.
Aurra did not let out her smile. Her husband is so unpredictable.
"It's a handmade, huh mas? It's so pretty."
"Do you like decks?"
"Yes, um." Aurra was honest.
Van'ar smiled happily, when the little thing he gave was very happy to make his woman. A necklace bearing their name was shortened to VanRa. Initially Van'ar also considered it childish. But, according to the theme that contributed the inside of the maker. That according to him is only natural.
That thing Van'ar made, along with the making of the baby box first. When he was in high school. Van'ar initially hesitated, too, when his initials were put together under the name Aurra. In fact, he also did not know when he would meet Aurra back then. But yes, if God wills, all will be beautiful in time.
Cup
"Mas Aurra, from the past to the present."
Said Van'ar while briefly peeling the little lips of the wife.
The red hue began to run down the wife's smooth cheeks, making Van'ar chuckle a little.
His wife was speechlesh.
"Red, you don't have a fever, do you?" Ask jail, while stroking the cheek of the lover of heart. Not that it subsided, the red hue of the night grew.
"Kok getting red, you have a fever?" Ask Van'ar again.
"Well, why kiss just haphazardly over there." Angered Aurra who finally spoke up.
"Cieee, you're salting." Tempted Van'ar with a sweet smile.
Aurra was only able to subdue herself, so shy. Honestly, his whole life only this time he felt like falling in love this deep. In the past, it never crossed the slightest thought he would be this happy. She was grateful to have a husband who was everything. Well, understand the situation, mature priest, everything is in the husband.
Cup
"Like it, as long as it's all gold."
Said Van'ar while peeping briefly at the wife's forehead.
"Here, can you kiss again?" Show it, right on the lips of the wife.
They often skinship only limited kiss the forehead, cheeks or tip of the nose Aurra. Van'ar rarely does it there, because his wife is also always awkward to do all that.
Aurra nodded small in response.
Van'ar smiled slightly, then brought his face closer. Any normal man, would not bear to miss a woman as beautiful as his wife. In addition to a virtuous wife, Aurra is indeed a woman who has a strong charm inevitable.
Aurra's hazel bead was tightly clenched, when it was felt the husband's face lived a few centi in front of him. The roar of warm breath Van'ar stroked his face, making his heart flutter indignantly. One more moment, they will meet. Before the loud noise stopped their activity.
BRAKKS
"W-what is mas?"
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To Be Continue
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Sukabumi July 05, 2020
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