Promises

98

Only happiness emanated on the faces of the two brides, Arrian did not release Momo's hand. The girl was really happy, she thought all this time her love was only a wishful thinking.

In the corner of the room the man with a sad gaze had breathed heavily before stepping to give words and blessings to the bride and groom.

"Congratulations on your marriage Ar, I did not expect you to get married either. Especially with this annoying girl" he said.

Arrian smiled as he saw his wife's ugly face staring at Angga.

"Thanks wants to come on the sidelines of your busy life. I hope you're also following my trail with Momo"

Again Angga smiled full of falsehood. "Hopefully, or I better be a bachelor forever." His words are laughing.

"Don't." Riana. "Never follow in the misleading footsteps of Dr. Reza Angga. You're gonna be lonely." Riana pointed towards Reza enjoying a glass of drink in her hand.

"I'm older than you so don't mess with kids."

"But I'm more experienced than you doctor Angga."

Angga was at a loss for words, he could only raise his eyebrows by hearing the words of the girl he had been caring for like his own sister.

"OK you won Riana." His words invite laughter.

...***...

Momo's body crumpled after her wedding on the title. He glanced at the clock on the nightstand at one in the morning, but the splashing of water was still heard in the corner of the hotel room.

Momo stepped towards the closet, taking out the paper bag her mother gave her earlier.

"What's this?" When opening the box contains minimal clothes that lack materials.

"Mama, what's on your mind? How can I wear this outfit in front of Arrian's brother?" Prattling

"Why? Is there a problem?" The voice that suddenly sailed behind Momo suddenly made him shocked, nimbly hiding his ill-gotten clothes in his opinion.

"No, no." He said a little awkwardly. The man who was so cold and closed now showed off his belly in front of Momo.

"Why not change your clothes?"

"Auhh? Ja. " She immediately ran.

While Momo is in the bathroom, Arrian tries to neutralize her heart rate. Repeatedly he breathed his breath but still the same debaran was more and more intense.

***

He slowly opened the bathroom door, leaning his head slightly to make sure that Arrian was asleep.

"Where is he?" Sluggishly. "It's good if he's not there." Just a few steps Momo got to bed, as quickly as possible she covered herself.

"If he's not here? Then where is he?" He tried to sit up and cover his body.

On the balcony Arrian reached back into his pants pocket and then returned to take out the cigarette box for the second time. Momo, who had just stood behind him, had not had time to burn the tip of Arrian's cigarette. Without his readiness Momo immediately snatched the cigarette and threw it in the trash.

"Devents." Momo. "Smoking is not good for health."

Arrian smiled closer to his wife. "You cold? To the point of opening yourself up with this thick blanket."

"That's.. Don't switch the conversation. From today you can't smoke." Firm Momo.

Slowly Arrian touched Momo's hair and slipped it behind his ear. "Dear, I won't do it."

"Hmmm... The darling? My death, why does it feel hotter here." His inner.

"You why? Your face is red." Momo immediately shook her head and took a step back.

"Why not sleep? It's already night." Arrian.

"So I wanted to, but Momo found a brother first."

"Just been left for a little while."

"What the hell is."

"Yes, we are asleep, my brother is sleepy." Arrian pulls Momo's blanket so he can hold his wife's hand.

"Don't brother." Her speech.

"Why? Are you hiding something in there?"

Momo shook her head quickly, her hands held her blanket firmly to stay attached to the place where it should be.

But Arrian's power is far five times that of Momo's, making the blanket now change hands.

How surprised Arrian saw the body of his wife's mole, swampy sush he swallowed his sliff on the sticky terrace.

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