
A cup of coffee and fried rice has been neatly served on the dining table. Well, it has been 3 days that they moved to a new house located in the elite complex. It was a wedding gift from Akmal. A white house big enough for them to live.
Arumi had dressed up so sweetly to welcome her husband to breakfast. Knee-length sky blue dress beautifully wrapped her slender body. A smile always developed on the thin lips of the beautiful woman.
"Good morning, dear."
Her husband's morning greeting swung melodiously in the woman's ear. Since getting married, his call has changed 'Honey'. Plus a warm kiss on the temple makes Arumi's cheeks blush red.
"Morning, also ...."
Akmal smiled at that. It has become a habit after marriage, making the wife embarrassed. Even he likes.
Akmal sat down and sipped his wife's coffee.
"How, Mas?" ask Arumi asking for an opinion of his creation.
"As usual. Sweet ... as sweet as my wife's face."
Spontaneous Arumi pinched her husband's arm. "King of the sheep!"
Laughter echoed in the room. How lovely after marriage. They start their morning with a joke, adding harmony to the marriage relationship.
The pounding of spoons and forks took over their conversation. Well, very know the ethics of not talking at mealtime.
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"Go ahead, yeah." Akmal said goodbye to his wife. He held out his hand and
welcomed by Arumi.
The woman gave her husband a briefcase. "Be careful, Mas," Arumi's pinta.
Akmal nodded and got into his black car. Without waiting for long, the vehicle drove off leaving Arumi alone.
After her husband's departure, she went inside to continue her pending work.
Well, although his summing business was successful and had more money to hire a maid, but Arumi chose to work alone. Not without reason, she wanted to enjoy her role as a wife.
Suddenly his steps came to a halt as he passed through the living room. His eyeballs looked at a figura that was fixed wide on the wall. It was a wedding photo a week ago.
He folded his hands in front of his chest and smiled until he revealed a row of clean white teeth. A flash of her memory was twisted in the head of the incident last night, when she performed her first service with her husband.
"Ih ... basic!" The monologue hit him on the head slowly.
*****
Cars with various brands lined up neatly. Well, you could say Akmal's business is growing rapidly. Buy and sell luxury cars (used) and workshops are over the past few years. Not without reason, this is all thanks to Arumi who always supports him starting from the bottom.
Akmal was a nobody. I come from a less than family. Especially after his father died. His mother worked as a farmer on a farm owned by a neighbor. However, since meeting with Arumi, he was increasingly motivated to try more. Until finally it was pinned down like now.
It is true that love is a power.
With great care he walked into his room.
"Good morning, sir." His assistant greeted him with great respect.
"Morning too," he answered by developing a smile on his lips.
He kept his briefcase on the table, then sat down. Inside the spacious room, Akmal chose to stay alone with Rian. Unlike the boss in general, who choose a separate place with the assistant. Akmal on the contrary, this way makes it easy to communicate.
"I'm sorry, sir. Overnight there was an invitation from the Company *****. They want you to attend the exhibition later this week."
Akmal, who had originally focused on the file, now shifted his eyes. He looked at his assistant with a sparkle. "Well, tell them, we will attend the event," he said enthusiastically.
Rian knew about it. His boss would gladly accept every invitation when it came to engine vehicle matters.
"Okay, sir," replied his assistant.
*****
While at home, Arumi has finished doing her job. He stretched his muscles and lay down on the sofa. Repeatedly he exhaled long breaths of tiredness.
Today, she plans to visit her mother and in-laws. Since marriage, they have rarely met. Maybe because of the excitement.
He grabbed a sophisticated rectangular-shaped object. His hands danced over the screen looking for the number of the man who was now his priest.
"Waalaikumussalam, dear .. kangen, well."
Arumi laughed at her husband's words. Never absent for flirting.
"I want permission, Mom."
Akmal frowned. "For?"
"I want to visit my mother and my father-in-law."
The man smiled. The intention of Arumi's in-laws is Akmal's own parents.
"I'm temenin?" haggar Akmal.
Arumi shook her head even though her husband did not see. "No need, Mas. Kan, you're busy." The woman did not want to trouble her husband who worked.
"Yes already. Careful, dad."
"Yes, Mas. Assalamualaikum."
"Mosur."
Arumi hung up. He immediately moved from his bed to get ready.
*****
First, Arumi goes to the house of in-laws. Intentionally his last mother, so that he can linger there. Not to forget the beautiful woman brought a paper bag containing her favorite cake, as a hand.
His red car entered the gate of the green 2-storey house. Although not too big, but the house is very comfortable to live in the middle of the bay. Well, with Akmal in mind. Remembering his mother who lived alone.
Arumi squeezed the bell that was perfectly attached to the wall near the door.
That thing is open too. Featuring a short-haired bayah woman with mature brown skin. None other than Akmal's mother.
"Arumi ..." hugging his daughter-in-law.
The beautiful woman did not hesitate to reply. "Mr ...."
"Come in, son." Susan's mom is embracing Arumi towards the Sofa. The arrival of his son-in-law was enthusiastic.
"Here I'm not saying, anyway, same mom. You should have called to have mom ready for your favorite meal." Susan's mother displayed a contorted pouting expression.
Arumi who heard that was only able to grin. How not, the behavior of the mother-in-law is very funny in her eyes. "Mom doesn't have to bother. Arumi, right, can eat whatever you're ready for" she said gently.
Ms. Susan showed a warm smile hearing her daughter-in-law's words.
"Oh yes, Mom." Arumi held out the paper bag. "It's my favorite cake, Mother."
The bayah woman sparkled. In his heart was very grateful to get a daughter-in-law like Arumi. Good and also attention. "Thank you, well, son," he said, echoed by Arumi.
They talked for a long time. They discussed many things including Akmal. As Arumi told the story, suddenly the focus of Susan's eyes was on the flat stomach of her daughter-in-law. Spontaneous hand stretched out to touch the body part wrapped in cloth. Of course it caught Arumi's attention.
"Mom wants a grandchild soon." He said with a sad face.
Arumi gulps. How not, this is only a few days after the wedding and her mother-in-law already wants a grandchild. But Arumi understood that Akmal is an only child.
"Do'ain, yeah, ma'am ...."
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