Sulastri's Struggle.
Chapter 57
In the hotel ballroom looks festive party Arman is not responsible for spending a large enough fund to celebrate his marriage with the girl of his heart. Guests invited to change Arman invited restaurant business partners, as well as Cafe, teachers, lecturers and also his friends.
"Happy Ar may be a baby soon" said the man who took the couple as well.
"Thank you Boy"
"Good Ma'am" Boy's wife told Lastri.
"Together Mama,"
Saying congratulations alternately until snaking, Tri and Arman smiled to welcome his guests one by one. Not far from the guarantee of a handsome man looking at a pair of brides despite trying to sincerely turned out only in the mouth. He is Adnan repeatedly took a heavy breath to relieve his chest that feels tight.
"Nan, when the hell?! You're gonna marry me soon, like Mr Arman and that country girl?" Bella turned to the pelaminan scowled in annoyance.
Adnan did not answer just continue to look at teachers and loved women until now. Adnan wondered if the groom next to Lastri was himself how happy he was. Lighter smile terakhir on Adnan's lips, without Adnan realized Bella noticed the man she was betrothed to.
"Nan, I'm talking seriously, but why are you even paying attention to the village bride anyway?!" belle Bella.
Hearing Bella talking to Tri, Adnan immediately shot an angry look like a knife. "Stop insulting others Bella!" His grunts.
"Bella, if you want to be my wife, fix your bad behavior! If not, I will meet your Papa to cancel this match!" adnan Strictly.
"Just do it if you dare, won't Papa Rochmat survive sam-..."
"Enough Bella!" Adnan cut Bella's words with a look of guts. "Surely you will say if my Papa can survive until now it is because of Papa you are like that Kan?! Someone's life and death are set up by Bella!" adnan toilet. The two of them were silent, dissolving in their minds.
If I hadn't thought about my parents' feelings, things weren't just money, I would've redeemed Bella's money,"
Adnan then went to the village intending to congratulate him. Bella will soon follow.
"Congratulations Mr. Arman," Adnan smiled, hiding his gala feelings.
Thank you Nan, I hope you guys catch up soon," Arman looked at Adnan and Bella alternately.
Adnan smiled wryly. "Happy Tri, yes," in front of Tri, Adnan is good at acting pretending to be okay.
"Thank you, sister" Lastri cupped her palms.
With a folded face Bella stood behind Adnan. But in no way said it just passed through Lastri.
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Sulastri PoV.
At seven o'clock the party's over at the title, my body feels so tired. Naturally for a week a lot that I take care of, so lack of sleep and lack of rest.
"Racid?" asked my husband we were sitting on a size hotel bed. I just smiled, we were both awkward, sitting far away.
"Mas Arman took a shower, then kept changing," if I'm tired my husband still looks fresh.
"Mandi with you?" husband chuckles.
"Don't joke, take a shower!" kilah.
"OK! Ok! But I'm asking for a wage first" Arman approached me.
"Purchase? What wages?" I really don't understand what that means.
Without permission he poked his sturdy arm to the nape of the neck. I gasped at the taste in my chest. He immediately kissed my lips softly and strangely I felt glad Arman did that.
"Mas," I pushed his body up when he stopped the action. Again he smiled. My God, his smile always made me look at him.
"I take a shower first, after the shower later I ask for more wages, but more than that,"
"Mas... The cheque!" I turned my face.
Arman then opened the blangkon, and the jasmine flowers were still coiled around the neck, laying on the bed. I'm just observing. The last one he stripped of the traditional Javanese wedding dress that I made myself, thick clothes with black color there is a collar but not in folding my husband looks handsome and handsome. Until the shirt is opened, featuring a white shirt and cream-colored boxer pants.
"Mas.." I covered my face with my palm afraid he would open all his clothes.
"Hehehe... I am now your husband, why are you still ashamed? Later in the night you'll see it all, too" he joked.
"Mas... take a quick shower," I jerked a little.
"Okay..."
I heard his steps away from me, as soon as I opened my palm slowly peeking a little lest he had opened his clothes. But apparently not, because when opening the door clothes and pants are still attached to the body.
Hearing the gurgling water I immediately undid the wedding dress I was wearing and replaced with a t-shirt. I put my wedding dress together and mine. However, I kissed Arman's traditional Javanese clothes that were dirty, smelled fragrant even though he wore them a few hours ago. Ah I would be a hypocrite if I didn't crave a man like him.
I opened my husband's suitcase, looking for his change of clothes. Again the suitcase smelled of fragrance.
"Hehehe don't kiss his clothes, this guy,"
Brakes
I dropped the suitcase to the surprise that Arman caught my action, I swear I wanted to hide in shame. "It's a dress instead" I handed him his shirt and pants I didn't want him to wear a boxer. Remember the boxer as soon as I looked at Arman turned out he was just wearing a towel.
"Aaahh." I screeched then ran away from my husband to the bathroom. I didn't heed her amused laughter.
I reopen the t-shirt I just wore, immediately wash my face with water, clean the muke up with cleansing milk. Until the muke up that feels heavy on my face is clean and feels plong, maybe because I am not used to wearing tools that are mostly hunted by women.
20y minutes later I finished the shower I put on the clean shirt again, opened the bathroom door peeking a little what was my husband doing inside? He was not intentionally wearing clothes. My mind travels for a moment. I walked to my tiptoes so as not to leave a sound. Oh it turns out he fell asleep sounding snoring breath smooth. I looked at her face that only her aunt could see because her hand was on her forehead. Subhanallah was sleeping and he still looked handsome. Didn't expect the guy who always bowed was now in one room with me. I pat my cheek. May I? Oh it hurts, it means it's real.
Brucks.
"Aahhhhhhhhhh...Mommy..."
I didn't think he'd pull my hand until I fell on his chest.
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