
Caca walked towards her wardrobe, she picked up some of the clothes she was about to bring. Picked up the suitcase he had put in the corner and opened it. Girls put their clothes in one by one. After that he locked it tight and dragged it out.
Caca went to see his mom, "Mama...." Caca hugged her mother from behind.
"Eh, what's up?' ask Ratna to turn around.
"Where's your husband?" ask again because I didn't see Al.
"Om Gi is sleeping, Ma." replied Caca of origin. "What do you call him? Um?" reset Ratna.
"Yes, she is more suitable in the call Om, besides Mama maksa for marriage I ma Om Gi, Mama does not want to hear my explanation," said Caca.
"Honey, "Ratna pulled her daughter's hand and took her sitting on the sofa. "Listen son, Anyone would do the same thing as Mama did, son if the position was like that. Which mother can see her daughter alone in a hotel room with a man, and this is also to keep your good name dear." he said gently rubbing his daughter's hair.
"But Ma, Caca did nothing!' the girl continued to argue, "Mom knows son, Mama trusts you, but what about the others?"
"Don't care?"
"You can't care but what about your papa, your future? love, now that you are married to her, I hope you can be more mature and can take good care of your household, love your husband, and dedicate to him" Ratna said with tears.
It was heavy for Ratna to let go of her still childish daughter and also very spoiled. Caca never did anything, all her needs were always provided by the housekeeper, how could she take care of her husband later! inner Ratna.
"Mama..." Caca also grieved and hugged her mother.
"Mama trusts you, son." They both hugged and cried.
At exactly five o'clock Al said goodbye, he would take Caca to his house and then they would stay in Al's apartment waiting for their wedding anniversary. Although Baskoro held him back but Al still insisted, with reason to get to know each other better, they would stay alone.
"Ma...Pa...Caca pamit," Caca hugged her mother and her papa alternately. Before he got into Al's car.
Al also greeted her politely with her two in-laws. Some of the advice and advice he got from Baskoro, further upset him, because it was just a waste of time. After that, he drove his car to his apartment.
Caca was silent and occasionally wiped his tears, Al tersemyum cynically saw him, "No need to be more sad, pretentious when this is what you want, right?" taunted
"What does Om mean!" caca replied slowly, he was still very sad, not intending to reply to Al.
Al again tersemyum trivial, "Didn't your desire has been achieved, you are now my wife, it doesn't need drama."
"Om, I did like Om at first, but I did not expect this narcissistic Om se, I cry not drama, but I was sad Om, Om, I have to stay with a stiff guy and kayak Om, definitely not cool,"
"You!" Al growled annoyed at Caca's reply.
There was no more conversation between the two. Until they arrive at the apartment's parking lot, Al gets down and opens the trunk, taking out Caca's suitcase. But instead of helping him bring her inside, Al just let it go. He walked first and left his little wife.
Caca grunted in annoyance, he pulled his suitcase and followed Al inside. "Snail!" tease Al as soon as he sees Caca get into the elevator. The girl half-runs for fear that Al will leave her.
The clink of the elevator goes off, Al steps out, Caca follows her quickly, afraid that Al will leave her, with difficulty dragging her suitcase.
Here she is now, in the luxurious apartment of her husband that will be her temporary home.
Caca looked around, the walls of paint were gray and black, typical of men. Some luxurious and elegant furniture is available.
"Hey, baby!" call Al