OWNER OF HEART

The eps 46

After the green house. Rashid looks towards the kitchen. I don't know what my husband is doing. I absolutely refuse to follow him.

The smell was smelled by my sense of smell. Very delicious.

"Did he cook?" my mind, while stepping in the direction where the aroma came from.

"Hey, Deck. Cook for us lunch. You, take a shower first. The food is ready soon." He concluded his smile at me.

I just nodded not answering.

After taking a shower, Rashid and I headed to the dining room in front of the back room.

The man who had legally become my husband, prepared everything carefully. As if what he did was something sacred.

Both of his hands were trembling as he took me rice into the dish. Then put the food right in front of me.

Either my feelings or how. Looking full of affection, the man in the navy t-shirt smiled coldly at me. His hands then looked for something in the bag of pants made from parachutes. Then he breathed a sigh of relief after finding what he was looking for. A small pink box.

"After today, I will live a quieter life. The burden that has been squeezing the mind is time to be removed." His monologue against me, thrusting out a small pink box.

I scrunched up jidat. I don't understand what Rashid's words mean.

"Hopefully God's Wise always leads us to Jannah, who is promised to her obedient Ummah." Reciprocity.

The man with a height of 183cm stood from where he was sitting. In fact, we seem to have forgotten. If you really want to eat lunch. My hunger was gone for a while, when Rashid walked up to me, sat in front of me and held both knees.

"Mas..ke-na-pa?" sergeant terbataku.

Something stuck in my throat. It hurts. So hurt.

"It's okay," he breathed. "Mas just wants to make you happy. Somehow. I hope you can open your heart to Mas, Dek." he continued in a raucous voice.

I wiped the tears with the back of my hand. I was confused as to what to answer. The heart cannot yet cooperate with logic.

"Mas knows... If you don't really want this wedding" she said, her head sank on my knees hanging from a dining chair.

I tried to raise that head, trying my hardest to throw a sincere smile at my husband.

"I'm sorry... I'm really sorry. I haven't been able to extract memories with anyone else." Me to him.

With a smile filled with joy, Rashid nodded gently. "Mas will accept you. Accepting your flaws, not just your advantages."

"This what?" my sergeant, when my eyes refocused on a small object on the dining table.

"Oh yes... This is a necklace for you. Deliberately ordered long before we knew it. For me, this is quite special. Because Mas bought him using the first salary when he was inaugurated as an Army. It costs nothing, but... Promise to yourself. If Mas would give this necklace only to someone really special to Mas." The monologue, while removing a necklace with a pendant shaped sunflower.

Either by chance or how, obviously this time I was flabbergasted when Rashid put on a necklace with a sunflower pendant around my neck. Y'all know? Sunflowers are one of my favorite flowers. But not just the flowers. Ever since I met a man in a wet coat. I even love sunflower seeds to just enjoy them with a cup of coffee.

******

I took the initiative, this morning did not go out of the room. Not even going out for breakfast. Rasyid has left the menu on the table.

"Breakfast first, Mas. I'm still eating!" I screamed a little from the room.

Rashid did not answer. When I close my eyes for a few minutes. It turned out that the man was already standing next to the couch.

A week of living with a Rashid. I've never touched kitchen furniture at all. Apparently, my husband is a cooking hobby. If you feel tired, he will invite me to eat around the Cijantung house. 'Burning moncer' is one of his favorite foods. The country-style restaurant is famous for its good food, as well as its devil sauce which is also famous for its spiciness above level 8. Maybe if you are enjoying a holiday in Cijantung City. You can enjoy the food on the right side of Kopassus Headquarters.

"You can't want to, when Mas sleep together. But, to eat. Mas will never let the contents of your stomach rumble." he said as he opened the blanket that wrapped my body.

"But I'm not hungry?" I'm advancing the lips.

"You don't like cooking, do you?" search for that big tall man.

I immediately shook my head, "yeah, I'm wearing a headscarf first."

Seen on the table in the field of fried noodles, complete with pieces of fried chicken, and large shrimp. Then pickle cucumbers special. Rashid's cuisine this morning is really appetizing. I swallowed the saliva in turn.

******

Rashid still has a leave of absence for the next four days. I took the initiative to invite the man who is my husband status to return home.

"May we leave later in the afternoon." he said, when I brought him home. Then, he can be seen grabbing a cell phone lying on the TV table.

Whether he was sending a message to whom, Rashid held the phone for only two minutes. Just got the phone back to where it was. The rectangular object sounded shrill in both ears.

"O Yeh, thirty minutes from my house. Now my wife and I are ready." His monologue after greeting the caller.

Rashid told me, if the plane ticket to Jogja has been purchased by one of its members.

My eyes are rounded. "Isn't it late in the afternoon?"my tukas.

"Faster, better. Because Mas also wants to come to your big family's house, Dek." He answered, Rashid passed to the bathroom to clean his body.

*****

I said to Mother, if you want to stop by the house of Eyang Utie who happens to be his house in the Kasongan Village area. Perhaps, we will also choose to spend the night at Eyang Utie's house for one night, before finally returning to Muntilan.

Kasongan is located in Bantul, west of Jogjakarta. The fringe area where the rice fields are still stretched, above the brownish dry land. In addition to farming, residents also earn income by becoming pottery craftsmen and making dried flowers which are then thrown into Malioboro, the longest shopping center and arguably no death in Jogja.

It only takes about an hour by taxi from Sleman City. The streets in Jogja are relatively more regular, probably because there are not many trajectories.

I feel the chest rumbling. My stomach feels bad. This morning, I only ate noodles and pickles without rice. That was after Rashid forced it, I just came out of the room and ate the dishes he had cooked for me.

"Why are you, Dek?" Rashid asked with both eyeballs probing towards me.

"It's okay, Mom. Just a queasy tone." I answered with both eyes closed.My body, I leaned on the back of the taxi car seat. My hands were still gripping my stomach tightly.

"Can you speed up a little bit more?" Seloroh Rashid to the taxi driver.

The taxi driver agreed, "get ready."

Along the way to the house of Eyang Utie, Rashid continued to massage my shoulders and arms. Every now and then I see her face a little tense. Either he panicked because I had a stomachache, or because of something else.

However, I was really moved by it. Patently and patiently he continued to spit on me, occasionally greasing eucalyptus oil on my right and left temples.

*****

Arriving at the home of Eyang Utie, it turns out that there are many brothers from the late Father and Mother gathered in the Joglo-shaped house.

A little story about my family's genealogy. Actually I belong to one of the families that Aristocrats can say. However, because Mother chose to follow in the footsteps of the late Father, who was set from a simple family, so Mother preferred to strip off all.

"The newlyweds have arrived...Come on-let's go in, Eyang's already done it all." said Eyang Utie with such enthusiasm.

After shaking hands with the extended family, it was time for Rashid and I to enter the house that I had not visited for a long time.

"Good Chats... What about marrying my favorite grandson?" Seloroh Eyang Utie without shame.

A large amount of sweat corn kernels are seen clogging in the forehead Rashid. Of course he was trembling, what would he tell Eyang? We have never been in a relationship like a husband and wife.

Rashid smiled, "Alhamdulillah, happy Eyang. Pray for us, soon have a baby." Rashid's reply made me stare.

He shouldn't have opened his conversation with a baby, should he?

There are many other things to talk about besides that!

*****

After talking, about Rashid's work with a large family. Now, I and my husband walked to enter the room that had been provided by one of the workers at the Eyang house.

"Mas... Shouldn't have told me that we should be spitty in momongan.."sohku after entering the room measuring four times four meters.

Rashid was looking for something in our suitcase.

"Mas! Dengerin Ayu didn't say anything?" my sergeant half yelled. Then take a step towards where the man is standing.

"Yes, I'm with you."

"Why do you say that?"

"Yes, his name's a newlywed, Dek. It's not a common secret anymore that their question definitely leads to the question 'when to have a baby'. So, rather than in the past Eyang, mending Mas talked first. Is something wrong?" For him, it made me sing my lips.

*****

Dusk in Bantul City is so beautiful and charming. Make the heart of anyone who enjoys, reluctant to tiptoe from his place. The red sun of the saga looks great. If the twilight was not as bright as the eyes. Maybe we can take longer to enjoy it.

After resting for a few hours, we decided to surround Bantul City. Looking for something we can bring as souvenirs for the Rashid letting in the greenhouse area. It's not enough to just look for the eyes. Rashid and I decided to enjoy some of the famous food in Bantul City. Moreover, I just found out, if it turns out that my husband is a culinary lover. He does not hesitate to spend above normal, if it feels like the food he bought feels good on the tongue.

Without waiting for a long time, we sauntered into a shop that was not so big. However, many people say, if the food in the stall is quite chewy on the tongue. We decided to stop by the stall 'Tongseng and Gulai Ayam Kampung, Sudi Moro.' Take a trip about one and a half kilos from Kasongan. Not so far away. Moreover, all the food in the stall did make our tongues sway incessantly.

Since when did I become a foodie? I don't know.

******

"It looks so happy?"

A message in the incoming wa. Seen, the wanderer is commenting on my story wa.

I did upload a photo with Rashid in story wa. Actually not leading to us. Actually I just want to post the food I'm enjoying with Rashid. And then, under that picture. I slipped the word 'yummi' coupled with a cartoon emoticon salivating.

I took a deep breath. What if Rashid finds out, if me and Pengelana are close? I left the name of the Traveler without replying.

Rashid was chatting with PakDe being dragged by Eyang's house. Sometimes I peek at their chatter which is punctuated by laughter.