So Introduction

Afternoon Road

It's like Nofri's plan. After the Ashar prayer, he took his wife for an afternoon walk.

Nofri invited khaira to the beach near the hotel. Walk along the soft sandy beach.

Many tourists and residents were enjoying the afternoon. Sunlight that is still hot does not make the soul of visitors recede to play on the beach.

Play sand and play the waves.

Although not a weekend, but the beach is still crowded visitors are not so quiet.

Khaira plays on the beach, running after the waves. And as the waves approached he ran off to the edge.

Fortunately, Nofri told his wife to wear pants and long sleeves. To be able to play the waves without folding the pants up.

And also do not forget he bought a wide beach hat for his wife.

While Nofri sits casually in a lounge chair under a colorful umbrella, while enjoying young coconut ice and snacks.

It's been almost half an hour khaira playing hot waves. But it did not discourage his heart to take shelter.

He really enjoyed the wave time. He was very happy playing on the beach. Can be counted with fingers.

Even so, the time is still sd. and only the beach in Jakarta.the waves are not so big.

While here, the waves are so seductive. Large and long beach.

"Key. Here first!". Call Nofri to his wife.

He looked at his wife who was already sweating, and was a little wet in her pants legs.

Fortunately, the clothes he wore were long-sleeved. He also wears a wide hat.

Khaira approached her husband's seat under a large umbrella.

"Good beach is bang. The waves are also fun". Khaira.

He was sitting on the lounge chair under the umbrella. Next to her husband's lounge chair. And drink young coconuts that are already on the lounge chair.

"look at your face. Already reddened. Your skin will be black and peeling". Nofri.

He was astonished, his wife was like a child. Playing the waves, running around. Letting his skin be exposed to the sun.

"Black little is okay bang. The important thing is to play the waves satisfied". Khaira smiled happily.

"And also, this is the first time I played on the beach bagys and wide.

When I was a kid in Jakarta, I played a few times to the beach. The waves and the beach are small, less cool to play. Just playing sand". Added Khaira.

"You're like a new kid out of play". Nofri.

"I like the natural bang. I love to play and run in the park. I also like to walk around the housing or in the market". Answer khiara.

"Yes. In this market we meet a lot of people. Although not knowing each other all like to smile and say hello.

Smiling at each other laughs too". Answer khaira.

"Why are they smiling and greeting each other?!". Ask Nofri wonder.

People in the market often fight. Like a thug, a parking attendant, or a fellow swordsman.

"kan the merchant menaear his merchandise oada who passed by was hailed with a friendly smile.

The cheater so, smilingly bid for the price of the duskon". Khaira.

Nofri nodded at his wife's words. The traders must be friendly.

He saw the other side of his wife. Think relaxed and original.

All he knows is that in the khaura shop there is not much to say, but nimble when serving customers who come.

Hanging out with fellow co-workers at the store was also very familiar. Often taught by seniors. Because he's the youngest employee among his parents' store employees.

When in tokopun Nofri rarely integrate with khaira. Because it is very rare to go.

Nofri, who is an architect, is busy in his office in the back room of the store. While Akhaira's days are in the store.

Backseat only at rest. Lunch and prayer in the back room. Passing through Nofri's workspace.

So Nofri will only see khaira through. Rarely argue.

That's why they're less close.

For the past year since Nofri focused on working in his work space in his old irang shophouse. He was not very close to Khaira.

But. Now he is his wife. A wife he doesn't know her very nature.

"Would you like to see the sunset here or from the room?". Nofri Tawar.

"I want to see here bang. want to feel the beach breeze". Answer Khaira honestly.

"good. But you can't go to the beach anymore. The waves are starting to get high". Nofri reminded.

"Hmmm. Good bang". Answer khaira.

After seeing the waves it was already a bit high. The waves that were far away from them sat down. Sometimes they get near them.

Marking the tide has started to rise. Though the distance of the beach lips with the umbrella where they sit there are about ten meters more..

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