
For four days Aksa and I were in Paris, we just stayed at the hotel and occasionally went out to eat and shop for souvenirs. Because it was me and Aksa mas have been here a few times before, so there is no desire to go for a walk, which Aksa said was just a waste of energy. And I agree, because this is the third time I've enjoyed the air in Paris. First when we celebrated Meira's 17th birthday, we and our family vacationed here, second with my friends, and third with Aksa mas. Likewise with Aksa mass who have visited here several times.
I was hoping to see Gina and her father-in-law again, but it seems like what I saw yesterday was not them, so it was impossible to meet her.
After passing several document checks, we finally both escaped and were allowed to do boarding passes. And at this time, Aksa and I have been sitting sweetly in the plane while waiting for the take of time that we will soon do.
"Mas" call me soft
"Hm"
"Mr Gina knows we're not going to Paris"
"What's wrong?"
"Not why" I answered and clenched my lips, after two seconds I again said "But the time is not the grandfather story?, or do not hear from who it is"
"If I don't know, why?"
I shook my head and stared at the window that I could still see the atmosphere of Charles de Gaulle airport, which was always crowded because this airport was one of the major aviation centers of the world, it is also the main international airport in France.
"Why you baby, all of a sudden nanyain mbak Gina?"
"Not why, just a thing"
"Don't think Gina's eyes are on you" said Mas Aksa as he grabbed my hand. "I actually don't like him very much"
Hearing Aksa's words, my head reflexively turned and scanned his face.
"Why?" manya curious.
"He used to know me as a Cecilian, he wished I was married to a Sesil"
"Is it a matter of Gina's friend?" I squinted my eyes.
Not yet a time Aksa replied, the voice of the operator who said the plane will soon take of heard. Aksa's hand suddenly tightened my seatbelt before then doing the same to his own seatbelt.
"We're not done yet"
"Yes" said Mas Aksa who seems to have understood the meaning of my words.
After more than ten minutes past the crucial moment in flight, and the plane was moving steadily, I resumed the discussion about the mother of Gina and Secilia.
"So you know Mbak Sesil through mbak Gina, so mas?" I asked because my curiosity was growing.
"Yes"
"So they're menenan?"
"Sometimes it's a subscription to branded goods in the boutique mbak Gina, I know Sesil at that time when I nganterin solid to his boutique, and there fitting Sesil"
I carefully heard the story of Aksa's mas.
"At first I used to go to him, but then Gina suddenly chatted me and said someone wanted acquaintance" continued Mas Aksa. "Are you okay with me telling gini?"
"Nothing, I'm a typical person who is not jealous"
"That means, you wouldn't be jealous if I was whipping girls?" mas Aksa asked with a sharp gaze drawn to my netra.
"Well, I'm still jealous, but I can hold it, just like I woke up and you had my side in Spore, it's actually an angry peeper, but I'm trying not to blow it in front of you"
"That's very patient"
"Not the one" I said. "Let's continue again" I added and then took the arm of Aksa mas.
"I knew Sesil from the mother of Gina, because Sesil was an artist, and included the type of person with a high social spirit, he brought his fellow artist friends to subscribe as well in Gina's mbak shop. And in an instant the button reached a turnover of hundreds of millions"
"What's the contents of the button mbak Gina?"
"Many, almost all the needs of women he provides, such as bags, clothes, shoes, sandals, to women's underwear. The shop is also famous"
"In and out"
"In and out" I repeated in surprise, unraveling my coiled hand on Aksa's mass arm. While Mas Aksa responded to me with a nod of his head.
"I thought I'd bought a bag there, but I bought it in the mall"
"The branch is indeed a lot of Sa, and the subscriptions of the artists as well, because Secilia is endorsed, so it sells hard"
It turns out that Gina is not an arbitrary person, I whispered in my heart, she is owner in and out and can be said to be a businessman.
Because getting married to Aksa is like buying a cat in a sack and includes a wedding that is planned in a short time, I only found out about the Aksa family after becoming his wife.
Clenching my lips, I closed the plane window because the sunlight seemed glare in my eyes.
"You didn't sleep Sa?"
"Aren't you sleeping?" askaku.
"In asked even nanya, it's appropriate Meira likes to protest"
Hearing Aksa's words, I immediately put my hand back in his sturdy arm and landed my head on his shoulder.
"Sa"
"Hmm" I said in response to Aksa's call.
"You've never told me love"
"You never said it" I replied
"I Love you Sa" whispered Mas Aksa.
"I love you too" I whispered no less.
"It must often be said that's Sa"
"Aren't they bosen?" my question is maybe my eyebrows have dived sharply.
"Aren't you sure if I say that every day?"
Whether Aksa said what, my eyes seemed to have been unable to compromise, making my hearing could not work properly.
"I'm sleepy mas"
My eyes closed because last night, we almost slept in the morning.
***
"Honored mother father, we have landed at Soekarno Hatta International airport in Tangerang Banten. Welcome to Jakarta. Please remain seated until the aircraft has stopped perfectly, and the seatbelt sign light has been extinguished. Before leaving the plane, make sure that none of your luggage is left behind. We would like to say goodbye and thank you for your flight with us"
I woke up Aksa's sleeping car while the cabin crew informed her that the plane had landed.
The honeymoon is over, now it has begun to return to my daily activities with my new status as mistress of Aksara.
Whether what kind of household I will live in, I hope to go through household exams like my papi and my mama.
"Who are we picking up?" I asked as I continued walking towards the passenger pick-up gate
"Braise, baby"
Along with Aksa's reply, netraku immediately found the figure of Dawn waving at us.
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Kangen boarded the iiihhh plane... 😀😀 Good Morning