ONE ENOUGH

CHAPTER 111: NOT YET A WINDFALL

Such is the case if the marriage is carried out in the village. In addition to kegotong royongnya still thick, it can also be a place to seek fortune for traders who are sensitive to such activities.

Action jejal jejalan the mothers of the stock was over, when the sale of the toy seller was only the remaining basket. Ludes is not alone. In the entourage there was only the seller and Tama who completed the payment of all the groceries.

"Thank you very much sir. I pray for the family father who rejekinya smooth and healthy always." The seller's sincere prayer while tidying up his selling basket. And I'll pack up to go home.

"Amiinu. I'm not paying sir. I just carry out the orders. Tuh, who was with the boy who played the remote car that asked me to pay for everything." Clearly Tama pointed to the demgan of his thumb.

"Oh, yes it's the same. I thank you very much. With the end of this sale, I can go home soon." The car is still getting ready because the vehicle is getting tidy.

"Lho's coming home. It's been a lot of profit, ga nyawer first sir." Tama Toda twists two thumbs in front of the chest as if to adjust the rhythm of the thundering dangdutan in the area.

"Waah. ga dare to go along nyawer sir. Could be exhausted today's profits." Seriously said.

"Yes, it's also profitable." I was still trying to tempt the seller.

"Heemm. Thank God today sales are not only bought, but ludes. Maybe God was loving the way through the father and the boss. So, after this I can immediately take my child for treatment." His words were honest, making Tama somewhat stunned.

"Come.. sir. Excuse me for going home first." Just polite. Then it really passed leaving Tama who was still stunned. As much as grateful when God brought him to Kevin, until now he has a permanent job even a lot of money and a comfortable mood when really serving the family.

The frenetic atmosphere of Siska's wedding reception did not end even though the time indicator had referred to 4 pm. While Asep and Siska have seen forced smiles in terms of serving guests who visited them on the guarantee. But not getting married just once in a lifetime. Even though I don't know all the guests who come. Asep keeps trying to be friendly to everyone who is happy at their event.

Gilang and Gita were not brides that day. Just sit in the VIP guest seat. When their office employees come with 2 buses that have been provided by the company. For the sake of participating in giving prayers and blessings to Siska and Asep.

The office employees did not immediately return to Bandung, because Kevin resort is still suitable for those who want to enjoy the beauty of the beach near there.

"Tea bells, going to the beach again with an office friend?" bargain Gilang when Gita just opened her eyes from sleeping in her afternoon.

Gita did not answer. He just rubbed his eyes to make sure where he was now.

"Sleep is so good, unfortunately, aGi. muaach." Gilang stroked Gita's head and kissed his wife's forehead.

"Hmm... sleep a long time a'....?"

"Eehhm. Cape is like a sweet. And last night ain't nothing." Gilang's smile expands tempting his wife.

"A'a fuckin' shit.." Shame on Gita.

"Neng. We'll get a tespack."

"Huh...? where is a'...?" asked Gita rather in disbelief and did not think if the anxiety of the two of them all this time should be immediately ascertained.

"There, in the village midwife. There was a'a chat with a guest who turned out to be the husband of a midwife in this village. They lived in the official housing near Pustu not far from the village hall." Obviously Gilang who turned out to have obtained complete information when his wife slept earlier.

Gita smiled with her husband's knowledge, and was very happy to feel how much Gilang paid attention to him in such detail.

Some days in Cikoneng is comfortable, when you have to escape the busy office is also free from the cooking routine for him and his husband. Because everything is available. But, still his heart felt stubborn, when he realized the delay of his menstruation that had not been checked.

Terlunta lunta in the estimation of course is not comfortable. Careful is mandatory. However, they are not only in a village that still has a civilizational order. Of course there are still Puskesmas and stores that sell pregnancy test kits. Different stories if they are stranded on an island or wilderness that has no sign of life.

"How far is it a'.. ?" ask Gita to make sure the place they're going.

"We borrow Kevin's car from A'." concluded Gita.

"Heem."

"Continue.. Should we walk that way?" tanya Gita glared towards Gilang.

"Yes, it's not. A'a borrowed Mirna's bike. Yeah, let's just say we walk the afternoon." Clearly Crossed.

And that explanation made Gita's eyes sparkle with pleasure. Feeling long not doing that. Perhaps since marriage, they almost never piggyback on the two-wheeled vehicle.

Making his mind go back on his good times hiding from his true identity as the son of the sultan.

When the Gita is treated like a commoner. Laughing happily to go wherever he and Gilang wanted to go, even though their status was only as friends at that time.

When they sometimes have to stop under a tree or on the terrace of the store, when suddenly the rain fell on the surface of the earth. All of that enriches the sweet experience for Gita.

And it was precisely at that moment that Gita realized how her heart was turbulent, wanting Gilang to be the man who would accompany her for the rest of her life. Gita's heart that he could hardly distinguish himself, when Gilang pulled his hand to be tightly coiled in his stomach, because he would drive the iron horse with a fast speed. Oh.. the time of falling in love is indeed very beautiful and sweet. Of course different from the taste, when falling from the motor.

"Heeii. Going to the midwife?" tanya Gilang teased the Gita flasback just now.

"eeh yes.. a'. Take a shower first." He walked out of his bed.

"OKee. A'a ready the bike first." Pamit Gilang who also went out of the room to ask for a motorbike to Mirna Siska's sister.

"Om Laaaang." Shouted the voice of a three-year-old boy towards Gilang, who else if not Aydan.

"Yes... Ay."

"Where are you going?"

"You want to walk."

"Well come with me." Pintanya.

"Okee.. wait aunty a minute." Reply Gilang who had promised to peddle Aydan road by motorcycle.

Cross back into the room to make sure Gita has finished bathing.

But what he found, his wife just crying in the corner of the bed.

"Why tea?" tanya Gilang approached Gita.

Gita did not reply, only lifting the triangular-shaped pants with a slight brownish stain on the horizontal part.

Gilang hugged his wife.

"Sabar neng's. Maybe it's not our windfall." Silence in Gita's ear.

Seriate...