One Big Dipper Two Love

Chapter 63

Love is unpredictable. Normally love is anchored to one heart only. However, circumstances sometimes make love become branched. That is how Herr felt.

Hangga thinks her heart and love are only for a Nata. No one can enter, open a gap, and occupy his heart but Nata. The love of Hangga to women who describe the visual definition of beautiful version is very large.

His love for Nata is still the same, not diminished in the slightest. It's just, he felt there was a sense that is now present crawling the heart every time he remembers his first Harum—wife.

Hanges did not understand what that felt like. What is clear, the taste is as beautiful as what he felt first when he first knew Nata.

Hanges heart cheered cheerfully when Harum granted his request to give him a chance once more. Therefore, he will not waste this weekend to spend it together with Harum.

And Harum, the first wife of Hangga who had been ignored so far decided to give a second chance when she saw the seriousness of the black bead of the man she loved so much.

After eating noodles tek-tek and prayers Isya, Harum and Hangga went to sleep. There is nothing that Hangga can do because Harum is getting monthly guests. Despite that, Hangga felt very happy.

Smelling sleep with a sloping position back to Hangga. Huffa hugged him from behind.

“Rum, his sleep facing here dong,” protest Hangga.

It was fragrant shaking his head. To be honest, he still felt embarrassed to be close to Hangga. There was also a hint of trauma lingering in his heart. “I'd rather sleep facing here,” says Fragrant.

“Hemm. Mas also prefers this.” Hanges shifted his body further docked behind Harum until there was no gap between them. Hangga's hand slipped into Harum's pajama suit and began to creep mischievously. It was fragrant to hit the hand of the Hanges. “Don't pervert, Mas!”

“Makanya ngadep here dong,” says Hangga while chuckling.

“Well, that's dong.” Hangga smiled gleefully as Harum turned her body to face her. “Then this ‘kan more delicious. Mas so be able to sleep well,” he said while pinching the cheek of Harum who was blushing.

“Thank you yes, Rum. I want to give you another chance. I promise I'd better treat you. And be a good husband for you.”

“For Kak Nata too, Mas.”

“Iya, for both of you.” Hangga looked at the fragrant shady face. His heart recognized that Harum was the figure of a dream wife. Unfortunately, he only realized it now.

A moment later it was asked in the mind of Hangga, if only the taste of this Fragrant grew since the beginning of their marriage, would he really be able to love Harum and forget Nata?

*

“Loh, where are you going?” ma'am Mirna asked when she saw that Hangga and Harum were well dressed.

After staying overnight at the tiny house, Hangga brought Harum to his parents' house on Saturday morning. Only three hours were there, now Hangga was about to invite Harum out.

“You get out for a minute, Mom, same Fragrant.” Hangga embraces Harum's shoulder while carving a smile. "You go out first," he continued.

"Ish, Mas," said Fragrant who was ashamed that Hangga said so.

Ms. Mirna smiled when she heard Hanges reply. He was pleased because of the gesture and bright twinkle in the eyes of Hanges, showing that his only beloved son had received Harum as his wife.

Miss Mirna did not know that her son did not love Harum. Ms. Mirna knew that the obedience of Hangga to marry Harum was just a form of her service as a child known to be obedient.

Initially, Harum's mother-in-law thought the arrival of her son and daughter-in-law was because there was a big problem that befell them. In fact, he was worried that something bad happened to the marriage of Hangga and Harum.

“Harum yesterday phone because miss same mom said.” Ms. Mirna was only able to breathe a sigh of relief after getting the answer.

“But later you guys come back here again ‘kan?” lontar Bu Mirna's.

“Iya dong, Bu.”

“Ya already then you guys be careful yes.”

“Iya, Mom. We say yes. Assalamualaikum.”

“Waalaikum greetings.” Ms. Mirna accompanied the departure of her son and daughter-in-law with a big smile.

It was sweet sitting in the car. Likewise with the already ready Hangga behind the wheel. Before starting the engine, he glanced at his wife with a smile.

“Why, Mas? Something wrong with me?” lontar Harum who did not understand the meaning of her husband's smile.

“Nothing is wrong with you.” Hanges shook their heads. “Mas whose fault is many. Just realized that you are beautiful,” he said.

Smiling with shame. His cheeks are red. However, a second later his smile came to a halt as he remembered Nata.

“Mbak Nata is also beautiful,” Reply Fragrant.

For the other couple, being praised pretty by the husband will probably make him fly all the way to the sky. However, for Harum who is not the only wife, praise only flew up the roof of the car.

“Iya. Mas lucky to have two beautiful-beautiful wives,” said Hangga Iirih.

“Oya, how good are we to go, Rum?” ask Hanges.

“To where, Mas.”

Herr looked to think for a moment. After getting the idea, Harum's new husband drove his car.

The journey that is usually passed by silence, is now no longer happening. They talked about many things throughout the journey. The more Hanges asked Harum. Despite having known Harum for a long time, it turns out that there is much that is not known about the life of the woman.

Among the many chats, Hangga managed to also pry information about Harum and Arya's friendship, as well as how they met and could become as familiar as they are now.

Things that have intrigued him for a long time.

“So you, Nina same Arya is a friend that is the story?” lontar Hanges.

“I don't know how big that familiar friend, Mas.”

“Arya often meet you?”

“Did Arya know you were Mas's wife?”

“It looks like enggak.”

“You didn't tell him?”

“Actually who often chat with Mas Arya it's Nina.” Harum was silent for a moment, then glanced at Hangga. “Kan Mas Hangga who said, never tell friends or anyone who knows Mas Hangga if I am his wife Mas,” he continued.

“Pardon the attitude of Mas who used to be yes, Rum.”

Harum nodded while carving a smile, responding to an apology that had somehow been spoken from her husband's lips.

Nearly an hour into the white SUV driven by Hangga crept through the traffic jam to the Anyer beach. Today is the weekend.

Hangga directs his car into a luxury resort in the area of Anyar Beach. It was fragrant to frown. His mind is full of questions.

Why did Hanges bring him to this place? Would you like to stay here? Does Hangga know that at dawn he had shampooed after the holy of menstruation? Suddenly Harum felt his body rustle as his mind had gone far everywhere.

“Come down, Rum!” The daydreaming fragrance gasped in shock at the cry of Hangga.

“Why are we here, Mas?” tanya Harum hesitated and timid.

“Mas guarantee, you will love.” Hangga smiled as she rolled her eyes. Making a shy face Harum increasingly blushing.

“Yuk, down!” Hanges exclaimed as he opened the car door. Harum followed what her husband did, getting out of the car.

As the two feet of Fragrant landed on the paving block, Hangga had stood up to greet her complete with a dazzling smile.

It was also fragrant to feel the world was his. The smile that used to be enjoyed Harum by stealth, can now be enjoyed directly as much as possible.

Hangga grabbed Harum's hand, then wrapped it around her waist. He did the same thing, wrapping his hands around Fragrant's waist. The two walked by hugging each other by the waist.

The scene felt familiar in the eyes of Harum. He often saw Hanges doing it with Nata.

The fragrance that had just first gotten the treatment seemed to run clumsy. As if sensitive to what Fragrance felt, the hands of the free Hangga stroked the hands of Fragrant who was on her waist to give a sense of calm. The treatment of Hangga sontak raises a subtle sigh that creeps in the niche of the heart Fragrant.

Throughout the journey of that romantic foot, Fragrant Heart kept pounding. He thought, maybe Hangga will take him to stay at this beautiful resort. Incidentally, he was newly holy.

Fragrant Heart shrunk in shame when it realized its wild thoughts were wrong. It turns out that Hangga took her to a restaurant at the luxury resort. Restaurant with a beautiful view of Anyer beach that amazes him.

Hangga and Harum had been sitting face to face on an artistic wooden chair. A menu of seafood dishes and orange juice has been presented on a round table with white cloth in front of them.

“Seafood likes ‘kan?” lontar Hanges.

Fragrant nods.

“Feel the seafood here it's the most delicious,” said Hangga.

“Oh yes?”

“Hemm.” Hangga nodded. “If you go home again, Mas always had time to come here. Oya, I also ordered a dessert. You must like it. Nata also really likes dessert here,” said Hangga keceplosan.

Heart Fragrant is crunchy and cramped, suddenly buds hear the story of Hangga. At first, he thought that Hangga was giving something special to him. It turns out the assumption is wrong, Nata who was invited here first and certainly more than once.

“Oh. Mas Hangga often come here with Kak Nata?”

“Iya,” replied Hangga hesitated as she realized her mistake. “But just eat, do not nginep here,” he continued.

Smiling stiffly in response to her husband's words.

“Come to eat, Rum,” invite Hangga to distract.

“Iya, Mas.”

Just as the two were about to get ready to eat, a man dressed in a neat shirt with a tie came up to their table.

“Hangga,” greet curly-haired man.

“Visnu.” Hangga greeted the man.

“For so long you did not come here,” said a man named Vishnu.

“Times anyway?” Hanges frowned like they were remembering something. “Newly also three months I did not come here,” he continued.

“Three months is long, Bro. Usually once a month even twice you must be here the same ..” Vishnu hung up his sentence as his gaze was fixed on Harum. “Whose name, Bro?” tanyakanya.

“Oh yes, it's Fragrant. Rum, know this Vishnu friend skipped school first. He's the manager here,” said Hangga.

The fragrance is still sitting, the ease of standing. “Harum,” he said while flanking both hands on the chest while smiling kindly.

“Vishnu,” reply Vishnu while doing the same movement as Harum.

“Nu, Fragrant is my wife,” said Hangga after Harum and Vishnu get acquainted.

Smiling fragrance. Heart warms.

Although he was not the first time invited by Hangga to this place, at least Hangga wanted to admit him as a wife.

After last night admitting her as a wife in front of the fried rice cooker, now Hangga also recognizes Harum as his wife in front of friends and luxury resort manager.

There is an increase, right?