Pluviophille Love Story's

Chapter 21's

I peg myself in front of the mirror, today Mas Panji will pick me up for a walk after two weeks we are separated.

I happy? Sure was!

He disappeared and could not be contacted, the fear that he would not return had appeared in my mind, as scared as I was if what happened in the past was repeated.

But Mas Panji kept his promise to return, the thing that always makes me smile when I remember him.

If asked about my feelings now, I've started to depend on him, I take this relationship seriously, I don't want to lose it either.

Not wrong, right? of course not, he's my husband. Next week we will repeat the marriage to be valid religiously and stately.

I can't imagine how happy I was when it happened, the preparation was almost 90%, Mas Panji gave everything to me, at first I was disappointed, as if he did not want to take part in this marriage.

But when I heard the reason, “I just want to form your dream wedding Nay” all my anger just fade away.

It was as easy as it was to make me melt, and Mas Panji seemed to know everything, making me who was initially indifferent so suddenly wash to him.

“Nay, your husband is already under” shouted mama from outside my room.

Once again I confirm my appearance, so that Mas Panji is not ashamed to have my wife, “Iya Ma, Naya is ready”, I said while carrying the bag I will carry.

My face was glaring at once when I imagined the face of Mas Panji that was long unseen will again decorate my day.

With a flowery heart I went down the stairs, but my steps stopped when I saw the girls in Mas Panji's lap.

The two of them coolly chatted without realizing my presence, where Mas Panji who was in trouble fixed the clasp of the girl's hair that just kept away from his reach.

“Mas..” my reply, the girl was silent watching me.

Click!

“Well, if the clasps are made beautiful ginikan nambuk” leganya when managed to install the hairpin, then he looked at me.

“This?” I asked when Mas Panji did not take the initiative to introduce us.

Mas Panji dropped the boy off his lap, “Khanza, let's salim the same aunty Naya”

Dutifully the boy walked over to me and took my hand and then kissed her, her adorable manner made me not let go of her hands just like that, I crouched down in front of her, I put on the most beautiful smile I had.

“Your name is Khanza huh?” he nodded funny, I got more and more anxious with him.

“Aunty can't kiss Khanza?” ask me again, he was silent, momentarily staring at Mas Panji who nodded small.

“Bole” I smile happily when my wish is granted, I kiss his right cheek then his left cheek, and I end by swiping my nose on his nose making Khanza a little smile with amusement.

After being satisfied to meet Khanza, I stood up and looked at Mas Panji, who was now also standing not far from us. Khanza again approached Panji and stretched his hand towards the man, a sign that he wanted to be carried.

“This is his son who did you bring Mas?” I asked when Khanza had raised his head on Mas Panji's shoulder.

“This is my niece, her son Maura” I nodded in understanding, Maura is Mas Panji's only sister, because she only has two younger siblings, one female and one male.

At least I already know his core family tree.

“We walk now?” bargaining, I nodded, it seems like the trip this time will be very pleasant because of the presence of Khanza between us.

I walked side by side with him after we said goodbye to Mama, occasionally my hands moved to justify the location of Khanza's hair covering part of his cute face, he was also not uncomfortable with my treatment.

“Khanza sitting on Aunty's lap want?” my bargain when we were next to Mas Panji's car, he was silent for a moment, then looked back at Mas Panji as if asking for approval.

Mas Panji nodded making Khanza also nod.

I shook my head in disbelief as well as in amazement, Mas Panji had an enormous influence on his nephew.

Be like a happy family, but there is no talk between us, the thing I hope to hear Khanza's speech suddenly disappears when he even falls asleep in my lap.

Finally I can only stare at the streets as usual, Mas Panji will not bother to invite me to talk, because since he knows him, he will only speak important things.

“How are you doing Nay?” I turned my attention to her, this is the first time she's had such pleasantries.

“Good, Mas itself how?” he glanced at me, then looked back at the streets.

“I'm also well” I just nodded, after that the situation returned to silence.

I was initially happy because he asked me to speak suddenly disappointed when he returned to his factory suit.

My mind wandered far away, I thought how we would go through the marriage if it continued like this, but wanted to start also free, the response would be the same.

The desire to end this relationship re-emerged, it felt like one day I was overwhelmed to face it was too cold.

Especially for the next days? Am I going to be ready to deal with this overly irritating talk? Half my heart is unsure.

I want to be able to talk a lot with my partner, want to exchange opinions or whatever it is, instead of communication is also one of bonding to strengthen a relationship.

“Mas” “Nay” says we're together

We looked at each other, he was the one who first cut off the view, again because he was driving.

“What do you want to say Mas?” he looked back at me briefly, but after a moment of silence.

“Let's go, you mind not if we take Khanza home? he seemed to need a comfortable bed” said, I immediately looked at Khanza who was in my lap.

Sure enough, the position is tilted, I swiftly changed the position to be a little comfortable, “Gak papa Mas” replied me.

It didn't take long, the car we were riding had reached Mas Panji's house and family, the house where Mas Panji spent his childhood, that's all I know from Mama Naura.

“Wait for me Nay” prevent it when I'm about to get off his car.

I just kept quiet when I saw him come down and go around the car, then opened the door for me.

My breath choked when he suddenly took over Khanza, our very close distance kept me from picking.

My heart rumbled as he turned towards me until our noses touched.

Cup

My eyes widened as her warm lips touched mine.

That was my first kiss!

“Loh, how come you guys have come home?” we jumped in shock and created a bit of distance.

I returned to breathing as Mas Panji distanced himself from me, carrying Kahnza who was still asleep without knowing that Aunty and her Uncle had almost done something unusual.

I came down following Mas Panji walking towards Mama Naura, my life-saver, without him, I might have fainted from failing to breathe due to the actions of his eldest son.

“Oalah Khanza sleep turns out, anyways you have been told not to bring Khanza, he's time to sleep at this hour, so stubborn you!” mama's nagging at my Husband while hugging and talking to me.

“Iya sorry Ma” and as always, Mas Panji is always like that, reluctant to extend the problem.

“Mumpung has arrived here, Naya temenin Panji rest yes, he was just earlier this morning dateng from out of town, had not had time to sleep already in the morning, he was just in the morning, keep mutusin make the same way you” I look at Mas Panji in disbelief.

Sure enough, there were clear eye bags on his handsome face, I didn't realize it because of Khanza's presence that grabbed my attention.

“Panji can still Ma, do not overdo” the rebuttal that makes Mama show a look of dislike.

“You did yes if you say you never want to be horrified, besides Naya does not papa if the event the streets are delayed later?” I who wanted to laugh tried hard to hold it in, then nodded in response.

“Tuh, Naya is not a problem, even though it is just a bandy” you are once again on her own son.

Mas Panji looked at me bitterly, probably because I was the one who had been laughing at him secretly since.

“Ya already you guys to sana” mama orders who then leave us after taking Khanza from Mas Panji sling.

I froze, whose room?

“Let's Nay go to my room” take him by stressing the word ‘my room’ with a terrible smile for me.

Mas Panji pulled my hand when I was just silent, but as hard as I could defend my position, being in a room with men was taboo for me.

“You scared?” his taunts hit my ego, I'm not afraid of just being unusual.

“I just wait outside Mas, want to help Mama” kilahku, but he shook his head with a hand that still holds my hand.

“Mama asked you to accompany me rest” he said again with a smile smirknya.

With one jolt I managed to release my hand from the snare, “Mas I am not ordinary one room men” my great-grandson, the tip of Mas Panji shoes feels more interesting than having to look at him and ridiculed again.

But his big hand framed my face and made him stare at the face of Mas Panji who was smiling ignorantly.

“What's the problem Nay? I'm your husband, we've been one room even slept together right?” said, gently? Instead of thinking about the answer to Mas Panji's question, my mind floated while staring at the natural pink lips that some time ago kissed my lips.

“You want more?” when I realized the direction of my gaze, I immediately turned my gaze, wherever it came from not to him, it felt like I no longer had in front of this man of my husband's status.

Without a fight I complied as he walked me into a room I believed was his room which is now our room.

I nodded when I saw him sleeping peacefully in my lap, while I was pounding incoherently for it.

I gently stroked his mane, he was so handsome that even though he was tired, I suddenly remembered his words before he fell asleep.

‘I want to sleep on your lap Nay, I'm so tired, I need you’

So, Mas Panji needs me too?!

TB