Reaching Dreams

Chapter 110

"His name is Chico Admaja. The son of a famous businessman, Raka Admaja." replied Dennis.

"Who?" frans shouted surprised to hear the name called by his sister-in-law.

"Not to be tacky! Just a few times." chirps Sheila.

"Why didn't you tell me the monkey was engaged?" frans asked annoyed.

"Sister, already. We are the same Dad there," Rahma said, pointing at her father.

"Yes, yeah. We're going there, honey. Patience, have not run the monkey business this monkey."

"Yes, I went there myself. Comeon, Den!" said Rahma while breaking away from the possessive embrace of her husband.

"Eh, wait a minute, honey!" Frans pulls Rahma by the hand, but Rahma keeps walking to her father with Dennis.

"Ishh, no patience this Frans wife!" frans groute while following the steps of the idol of the heart.

When Frans arrived at the seat near his wife and father's family, the engagement began.

Frans puts a fist on Chico for not telling him about the engagement.

Chico who happened to see Frans' presence on her show just widened her smile. Then step closer to Christie according to MC's direction. They put the rings on each other in turn.

The welcome from both sides of the family went well. Now it's time for a relaxing event to talk to the invited guests.

"Basar kampret Lo! No word on fiancee." Frans told Chico.

"It's actually a problem that we discussed in the cafe at that time." whispered Chico quietly, only he and Frans only heard.

Frans nodded his head in understanding without making a sound because it was a disgrace that had to be covered. Then Frans gave a thumbs up in praise of the decision taken by Chico.

"This is Lo bini? Beautiful yes, pantes Lo do not glance here and there. Her handler is an angel cake!" praise Chico while looking at Rahma's face.

"Lo's eyes want to I'm congel, huh?" frans said annoyed because his wife was stared admiringly by his friend.

"It's very possessive Lo, just to see if it's already on fire. Especially if you hold it, it burns directly!" chico Ledek.

Christie, who was behind Chico, was upset that Chico praised Rahma. Although there was no love for Chico in her heart, she did not want her fiance to praise other women nearby or in front of her.

"Don't get me wrong, find a chick cake she's not easy. 1000 is just 1, the scale of the comparison!" frans jumawa replied.

"Yes, who has a rare bini! Later I also made rare, and not one person can look at let alone touch!" chico said to be pumping Frans.

"Whatever you give up! Lo's satisfied now?"

"Not yet!"

"Combat!" laughter rang out from behind them. It turned out that Sheila and Jojo laughed loudly at the debate of the two friends.

"The two of you always fight when you meet, do not meet each other looking. It's your turn to berate each other! Hadeehh, you guys are a good friend." Jojo sneered at both.

"Let's be happy and not interfere in the personal realm!" frans Ketus. The level of his frustration was already at the end, it would soon be sure to explode.

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"Mm, just a moment, brother. Rahma change clothes same wash face first. Go to Brother's room." replied Rahma as she headed to her room.

Rahma rushed to change clothes and clean her face. After that he went straight to Frans' room.

"Sister?" call Rahma while pushing the door of the room that is not fully closed.

When Rahma entered, Frans was already lying face down on the bed using only a boxer.

"Sister, if you want to massage your clothes! If you don't wear clothes, I just go out." threatening Rahma with an upset face because Frans often only wears a boxer if in the room.

"Oh, you've been here. Sorry I fell asleep!" frans said while wearing the t-shirt he had taken from the closet.

"It is! Please yes, it hurts a lot of feet." continued Frans back face down with his eyes closed. Frans looked very tired, making Rahma become pity.

Rahma began to gently massage Frans' feet. He poured rubbing oil for massage so Frans' feet felt warm and reduced fatigue. Not long on foot, Frans fell asleep because he was so tired.

An hour later Rahma fell asleep at Frans' feet. They ended up sleeping one bed, but in a position that Frans had never imagined before. Rahma slept at Frans's feet with her arms around her calves. Frans slept on his stomach hugging a pillow.

At three o'clock in the morning, Frans woke up feeling his legs were heavy like something had happened. How surprised he was when he found Rahma sleeping on his feet. Frans wakes up and corrects Rahma's sleeping position. After that he went to the bathroom to obey the call of nature.

Frans returned to his body beside his wife with a smile. Although not doing husband and wife activities in general, he was happy to be able to sleep hugging Rahma.

Her marriage, which had been going on for five months, finally showed progress. Frans is happy because Rahma is no longer afraid to be alone with him.

In the morning, Rahma woke up because she could not move freely as usual. There are stocky hands that wrap around the waist so as to limit the space of movement. Slowly Rahma's eyes opened, how surprised she was when she saw her waist was hit by her husband's burly hands.

"Aaa.." cried Rahma while releasing the winding of Frans' hand.

Frans who was still sleepy was just mumbling slowly.

"Hmm.. Sleep I'm still sleepy!"

"Why can I sleep here?" rahma asked confused.

"I don't know either. I thought you were gonna sleep here on purpose. Hoaam!" frans replied sleepily.

Rahma also remembered what happened last night. Rahma immediately hit her head slowly so remembered if she fell asleep while massaging Frans's legs.

"Don't get hit in the head, you'll have a concussion and keep forgetting Big Brother!" frans said with his eyes closed, but his hand grabbed the hand of Rahma who used to hit the head.

"Guah!" grumbled Rahma was upset, her husband was always acting surprisingly.

"I want to wake up, brother. Want to cook for breakfast" said Rahma trying to release the entanglement of Frans' hand that always returns despite being repeatedly released.

"There's art, why bother cooking. Just go to sleep again, there is no six." Frans orders back to wrap around Rahma's waist.

"It's morning, brother! Time to wake up."

"What sleep am I sleeping in?"

"Rig..."

"Don't argue!"

Rahma was silent at the threat from Frans. Although upset she had to obey her husband. Her mother had ordered her to obey her husband and not argue while it was good and tolerable.

Finally Rahma was looking for a comfortable sleeping position. They went back to sleep because they were tired after traveling long distances without adequate rest directly attended Christie's engagement event until late at night.