Tarnished On The Bride's Night

The Most Impressive Scene

Warning. Mature content's. Please read it at night.

“Had, I'm so dizzy with today's drama, Lif,” Dara said as soon as they reached Alif's rental home she had lived in for a month. The two slept sideways together on one sofa that clearly could not suffice their bodies both.

“Do not think,” Alif respond. His one hand was now wrapped around Dara's body holding the woman's body to keep her from escaping. While his eyes closed, his nose repeatedly swiped on Dara's soft and soothing head.

“I think Chandra doesn't have a brain, Lif.”

“Thank God, it means he will not get cancer or concussion,” said Alif who again just responded. He did not really pay attention because he was busy himself with his wild fantasies.

“Eheee ... True too, yes?” Dara laughed and continued to babble nonstop. She was indeed a woman who was not very sensitive about what happened to the man behind her. “Omong-by the way, it is true that you saved my bruised photos at that time?”

“No, I just threatened him.”

“Oh, let it get hotter, huh?”

“Hmmm, not really,” replied Alif.

“Ah, you are not clear, Lif,” said Dara very upset.

“How to be clear?”

“You are weird.”

“You too, very strange. Why is there such an insensitive woman like you?”

“What do you think?” ask Dara confused.

“About anything.”

“Tuh, right? You are weird. It's my turn to ask seriously, you don't even take me seriously.” But now Dara Wara-wiri is staring at the wall clock with great uneasiness. “Mom must be worried about me because I haven't been home this afternoon. Moreover, my phone is left at home,” he said.

“Cable your mother soon,” Alif proffer his own phone, “use this.”

Dara receives it and then uses it to send a message to Razka.

Dara: Deck, tell me Mom, yeah. Mama's coming home soon. This is Mbak borrowed a friend's HP. You see HP Mbak left on the room table.

Directly sent messages are marked with two ticks although they do not yet look blue. Dara hopes Razka reads the message soon so that her mother does not worry too much.

“On your job application, how?” ask Alif because he hasn't talked about this.

“In the meantime I'm just sending you a proposal. I'll take the fastest one to contact me.”

“If I don't allow you?”

“I'll keep working.”

“We will get married soon right?”

“Yes, I know. But getting married also costs.”

“You don't have to think about that. Umi Ros has everything ready.”

“Honestly I'm glad to hear that. But I really want to work, Lif.”

“We will think again, later,” said Alif finally. Frankly he was a bit offended by Chandra's words just now. He does not want to be underestimated. More trivial than him who can help Dara college until graduation. As it were, he thought. Does Chandra think she can't make Dara happy either?

“You so come home?” ask Dara not long ago.

“So. I'll go home with you. But before that, I want to collect your promise first.”

“Appointment?” dara asked because she had forgotten her own words in Bistro a few hours ago, while Alif did not. He kept remembering that for that one thing.

“See my eyes,” Alif's word. His voice was heavy which actually sounded so friendly. “Kiss me.”

Dara immediately raised her face to look at the face of the man who was now above her head. Now, he had already remembered his own promise. “What are you serious about?”

“Why not?” alif said while gently rubbing his lips and making Dara's body suddenly brushed. There is a strange gelenyar that propagates out of nowhere to make his body feel shivering, but not shivering because of fever.

Unknowingly, Dara bit her lower lip which actually made Alif more challenged. “Let me do it,” said the man volunteered.

Dara closed her eyes, letting Alif do just that. Because he wants more.

This time Alif could no longer hide his smile. Slowly Alif leaned his face even closer to sweep his lips to Dara's lips.

***

It was almost evening by the time Dara got home. On the doorstep, his mother had been waiting and expecting him anxiously. He was shocked by the young man who brought his daughter home. But he tried not to show it even though it looked a little obvious.

“Sama-sama, Mom,” replied Alif while Dara had already preceded him in.

“Yuk, in, yuk. We eat inside. Anyways this soon want azan.”

Alif nodded. “All of you want to talk.”

“Oh, so? Yes, yes, please.” Ratna's mother welcomed me kindly.

Once inside, Alif immediately found Razka who was playing a game and smiled to greet him.

“Talk Masnya, Dek. This is your mother's friend. You remember that, right?"

Razka nodded.

"Mom want to make a drink first,” said Mother and Razka again assented.

“It looks like now again often here huh, Mas?” tanya Razka mince words, “what is there work in this area?”

“Ya, one of them was,” Alif replied.

“Means something else?”

“Yaa, of course.”

“What it is?”

Alif. “I like your sister and am eyeing her.”

That instant Razka immediately laughed with Alif's statement. “Whaaa! Gercep. Mbak already has a new girlfriend apparently, hahaaaaa ..”

“Do you agree?” ask Alif.

“Why not?” razka replied, but with a threat. “But if you end up hurting him too, just like the sissy yesterday—then get ready to face me.” Clenching his hands. “We duel.”

“Ok, I received.”

“I keep your promise.”

Alif smiled at the readiness of his sister-in-law. She was so possessive of keeping her brother from the striped-nose man (pronounced tall) like him.

“Dad in room?” ask Alif.

“Iya, just slept earlier after taking medicine.”

“But it's healthy?”

Razia nodded. “Much better. Unfortunately, I often forget about myself. Most ingest drugs like.”

“Again on what by the way, anyway? Until laughing hard,” said Dara arrived in front of them with two glasses of tea. Then followed by Ms. Ratna behind him carrying a tray of food.

“Well, this is the snack,” said he who then sat next to Razka.

“Mbak kepo yes, Mas?” razka's word that makes Dara's lips immediately snout forward.

Alif smiled looking at the interaction of the two of them, but then he asked for permission. “Ehm, I want permission to go to the toilet for a while yes, Bu.”

“Oh yes, please. Nduk, please take Nak Alif to the back.”

“Iya.”

The two headed back, with Dara being the directional guide. But at the time in front of the toilet, Dara was confused because the man did not go there.

“That toilet is in front of you, do I need to get inside?” dara said to give bandai.

“Actually I'm here to say something to you,” Alif said rather whispered.

“What? Don't make me curious.”

Alif's hand now points to one of the buttons of Dara's shirt that was released right on the cleavage. “This is in the button first. Continue this if the former can be closed using foundation.” He again pointed at one faint red mark on the neck.

“Oh, geez!” Dara's face looks panicked. He instantly covered his own chest with both of his palms. But he also remembered the sweet incident there that finally made him recall. She hoped mom would approve of her decision to get married quickly, Dara thought at the time.

***

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