One Big Dipper Two Love

Chapter 51

Happy waves are filling the heart of Harum, a shady-faced woman who just took off her crown for her beloved husband at the age of two months of their marriage.

A fragrance flushed all over his body with a rustling heart. In the bathing activity, the shadow of his activities with Hangga several times passed without permission, creating red hues on his father's face.

After doing his first junub bath and berwudu, Harum immediately out of the bathroom. While passing through the kitchen, he was surprised to see Nata already in the kitchen. Things that rarely happen because the honey is not unusual to wake up at dawn.

Seeing Nata, Harum was reminded of Hangga who was still sleeping in her room. How would Nata react if she knew that the man she loved had spent a third of the night with her.

Harum knows, Nata loves Hangga very much and her attitude tends to be possessive.

Harum continued his steps by pretending not to see Nata. Perhaps avoiding Nata is the best path for this second.

“Wake up, Rum?”

Fragrance can not be evasive again when hearing greetings from honey.

“Eh, I-iya,” replied Fragrantly. “Sa-I go to the room first, want to pray Fajr,” he said while commenting on a stiff smile.

“Iya, please,” sahut Nata.

Fragrant immediately passed from before Nata, swinging a hurried step towards the room. When he got to the room, he closed the door.

Fragrant was about to wake up the Hanges, but could not bear to see the Hanges sleeping soundly. After all, the time of the Fajr prayer was still quite long, enough to let Hangga sleep for another half hour.

Harum then held a prayer rug, wearing mukena, and then perform the prayer before dawn as well as the Fardu dawn prayer. Not forgetting to pray. Praying for both parents, grandparents and the most important is praying for his priest, namely Hangga. After the prayer, he taught for a while as is his custom.

At 05.10 Harum who had finished doing the dawn routine, approached Hanges to wake him up.

“Build, Mas,” said Harum who is now sitting on the side of Hangga.

The man who was still bare-chested and only wore ball boxer pants did not react. Maybe because the fragrant sound is so soft and too slow.

Failing to wake up in a voice, Harum ventured to gently pat Hangga on the shoulder. “Mas Hangga wake.”

Fragrant effort succeeded, the man who was sleeping with the prone position turned his body.

“What time is this?” ask Hangga who is now in a recumbent position.

“Jam five past ten, Mas,” replied Fragrant.

“Emm, still sleepy,” said Hangga while pulling Harum's hand so as to make the body fragrant and half of his body fell in the arms of Hangga.

The fragrant heart that has been normal is now beating no longer because it returned. His face must have been flushed like wearing a blush. Lucky ayu's face was hidden in the chest of the field of the husband overgrown with fine fur.

“Mandi first, Mas, continue to pray at dawn,” said Harum is still in a position to immerse his face in the chest of Hangga.

The hanges are slow to respond. The fragrant husband was being lulled with the fragrant aroma from all over his body. “You have taken a shower, very fragrant,” he said while stroking his arm Fragrant.

“Iya. Now Mas Hangga fast shower yes, worry missed the dawn time,” sahut Harum.

Hearing Fragrant remarks, Hangga relaxed her embrace. It used Harum to break away from the entanglement of the embrace of Hanges.

“Mas Hangga shower yes. I want to make breakfast. Mas Hangga want breakfast what?” tanya Harum after escaping from the arms of Hanges.

“What aja. Whatever if you cook, it must be delicious,” replied Hangga while looking at the face of his first wife.

Harum blushed hearing Hanges reply.

“Yes already, Mas, I live in the kitchen first,” he said then stood up.

“Rum,” call Hangga when Fragrant is about to move.

“Iya, Mas.”

“Thank you yes,” said Hangga while commenting on a smile.

“Sama-sama, Mas,” sahut Harum carve a smile then passed leaving Hangga.

After Harum died, Hangga did not wake up immediately. Still in a lying position, he was silent for a moment as his gaze swept across the room. The room is actually intended for guests, but for two months it occupied his first Harum—wife.

For a moment he was pensive to digest the early morning events he did with Harum. There was a sense that momentarily permeated his heart. The feeling of relief was immeasurable for having performed his duty as a Fragrant husband.

For God's sake, actually all this time he felt sinful because he did not consider the existence of Harum as his wife. Hangga can clearly remember how ayu's face was blissful when she and her parents came to propose.

Hangga could feel the happiness of Harum early today. The taste is then contagious and propagates in the recesses of the heart of the Hanges. He is happy because he makes Harum happy.

After being satisfied to ponder, the bare-chested Hangga inched down from the bed. He pulled out a blanket to pick up his shirt. Just then the look in his eyes found blood spots on the bed sheet.

As an adult man, Hangga certainly knows what blood spots are. Something he didn't get when he first entered into intimacy with Nata.

Hangga immediately put on her t-shirt after glancing at the mosque-shaped clock at the table near the bed. Less than an hour of dawn will be over. He dragged his steps towards the door. Then the slightly hairy burly hand pressed against the doorknob.

“Hangga! You ...”

Hunga was surprised not to play. Not expecting, not expecting and not taking into account Nata.

Like hypnotized, since the early hours of this day the figure of Nata seemed to disappear in his thoughts and calculations. Not the slightest shadow of the beautiful woman he loved so much passed by as he was mixing love with Harum.

“Na-Nat.” Hard work, Hangga said.

“You slept in her room, Hangga?” hatch Nata with inflamed eyes.

“A-aku.”

Nata swings an emotional step towards Hangga. “You slept with him. Yes?” tukas Nata full of anger.

“Jawab, Hangga!” nata snapped because the man standing before him did not answer.

“Having watched the ball I was sleepy, so I slept in the room Fragrant,” replied Hangga nervously.

“Keep you doing it with him? You slept with him ‘kan? You did it the same way he did ‘kan?” cecar Nata's. His chest up and down resisted the turmoil that it felt like it wanted to explode in the chest.

“Nat, you know I only love you. I don't feel anything as fragrant. What happened to me and Harum happened just like that. Just because he's a girl and I'm a boy. Just that extent. Without any sense of anything, without love,” said Hangga unconsciously.

A lengthy explanation from Hangga meant that the man admitted what he was accused of. It inevitably makes a sense of anger as well as a sense of urgent sadness in Nata's chest. The beautiful woman was completely inflamed, not accepting.

“You are evil, Hangga! You're evil!” Nata yelled while beating the chest of Hangga.

“I'm sorry, Nat. I'm khilaf. I won't do it again with Harum. I promise.” Hangga grabs Nata into her arms, but her rebellious second wife does not want to be embraced.

“I'm sorry, Nat. I don't love the same fragrant. I just love you. What I do is just as fragrant as an error. I promise I won't do it again,” said Hangga trying to dampen Nata's emotions.

Nata is very angry. He does not accept if the man who for years dating him was to touch Harum let alone to do intimate things.

His heart was burning with extreme jealousy.

“I hate you, Hangga!” nata shouted with tears that began to decay on both of his cheeks.

Plaque ...

Nata's delicate hand landed heavily on Hanges cheek, before Nata finally chose to leave.

Hangga, who was shocked by Nata's slap, stood dumbstruck looking at Nata's running steps up the stairs to the room.

Not yet the shock subsided, he was shocked back with the presence of Harum who was already at his side.

“Ha-Harum.” He called out the name of his first wife.

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Hangga is getting ready for online shopping. Wkwkwk

Relax, this is the title One Big Dipper Two Love, so can not love Hangga for Harum only or for Nata only. Later Hangga will love both of them.

The initial conflict was about the wife being hurt. The second conflict later is how Nata reacts if he knows that Hangga actually loves Harum. The third conflict will only be faced with two choices. Choose Fragrance what choose Nata. The final conflict is the consequence of Hanges' choice.

So roughly run its groove. Again, I learned to write. So sorry if it's slow or something. It's just chasing a lot of words.