TerLove (Love After Wedding)

Afternoon walk.

Riri was going home that afternoon. While on the road, the car he was riding in suddenly broke down. The driver came down to check. After a long time, Riri decided to come down and approach Mr. Mamat.

"Why, sir ?" ask Riri.

"Non, it looks like this car has to be taken to the workshop. Miss better take a taxi, if you wait for the longest fear. You'll be late."

"That's why I'm just looking for a taxi."

Not long ago Riri was standing on the lip of the road, a car stopped nearby. The glasses were open, the head of a man was nongolous from there.

"What are you doing here ?" ask the man.

Riri tried to recognize who had just invited her to speak. "Sister Peter ? I'm waiting for a taxi."

"Come in, I'm anterin." she asked.

Riri nodded and immediately climbed into the black-colored car. Sit next to Peter.

"Where do you want to go home or ?" ask Peter.

"I want to go home, but my car broke down. I was about to take a taxi, but my brother came." Talk while putting on seat belts.

"Ok, I'm taking you home." Peter drove his car.

"Thank you, my brother wants to anterin me." Riri smiled as she looked at the man next to her.

"Everything....You're Cantika's sister, so I'm happy to be able to do good to the future sister-in-law, hehe."

Riri frowned, "Sir Cantika is married, does not you know ?"

The man smiled wryly, "Know, but I wasn't invited to their wedding."

"Sister Peter is still expecting brother Cantika ?"

"Emmm, maybe it's time I missed him. There are still many good and beautiful women, for example you !"

Riri's cheeks suddenly blushed red. He was absolutely flattered by Peter's words. "I can't lie to him," looked embarrassed.

"i'm serious. I like this kind of girl like you. You're even sweeter and friendlier than Cantika. Emmm, have a girlfriend yet ?" look over.

"A. I. don't have a girlfriend yet." Why is my heart suddenly falling ?

Peter nodded his head with a smile. "Good dong, I have a chance."

Riri could no longer say. He grew even more nervous after Peter said that. Honestly, actually he put a little heart on the Indonesian-Japanese blooded slipper. But he was self-conscious, at that time Peter was still in touch with his half-brother. It is impossible to hope for love in a man who has had a lover. But this time the situation is different. Cantika is married, which means she has a chance to get Peter.

Along the way, Riri did not dare to look at the handsome man who was focused on driving. His body froze from being too nervous.

"Ri, come to the front of the gate. You're not going home ?"

"Yes, thank you brother. Want to stop by first ?"

"Next time." Smilingly.

"That's why I'm going in, brother. Be careful on the road !" take off the seat belt.

When he was about to get out of the car, Riri's hand was held by Peter. "When we go together, yuk !" take the man.

"Bo..can." Not yet to be satirized.

"Ok, I'll wait." *c*p the back of Riri's delicate hand.

The girl rippled, her heart shaking even more. He immediately pulled his hand and got out of the car. Fast-forward into the house. She smiled happily, could this be a sign that the man she liked also started to like her ?

Peter was currently smiling as he moved his vehicle, leaving the place. The innocent girl ! Just treated so, his hands were trembling.

***

After praying together, Cantika went to the terrace of the house. Anas sat down next to him, blocked by a small table.

Ika rubbed her own hair to relieve nervousness. What guy followed me and sat down ? Make a hanger.

"Cantika, are you hungry ?"

Cantika gawked as she glanced back, "What question is that ?"

"Lhooo, what's the question ? I just want to know if you want to eat or not. If you want, I'll cook again."

"Gue is not a laper. I'm bosen, take a walk."

"My parents, the view is good here." Stand up.

Cantika looked up, "Where ?"

"Follow it, you'll like it." Smiling sweet.

The woman cleared a little because her throat was suddenly dragged. Her husband's face was so handsome with that distinctive smile.

"Don't you grimace, you ugly smile !" turn away.

Anas chuckled, "Come, want to go for a walk ?"

Cantika stood up, "Let's change my clothes first." Step into the room.

Anas sat back down while waiting for him. After half an hour, the woman showed up.

"Gue is ready."

Anas looked at her in surprise, "Where are you going ?"

Cantika wears a knee-length dress with long hands. Wearing a small bag whose straps are tucked in the shoulder. Not forgetting his feet reasoned high heels. And sunglasses that increasingly make his appearance more wahhh.

"Lo said to take me for a walk. The senile ?"

"Yes, but why do you look like you want to go to the condangan ? We're just gonna take a walk around here, not far."

"Come !"

Anas stood up and locked the door. Cantika stepped up and waited near her husband's motorbike parked in the yard.

"Where's the helmet ?" ask Ika.

"We're on foot, near where it is."

"Huh ?" gawking.

"And he said he wanted to go for a walk, not a motorbike." Smirks.

Cantika bobbing heads, "As far as you dehhh...!" Instead of being put in the house, I can breathe fresh air.

Both roads passed through several neighboring houses. During that time, Anas endlessly smiled and nodded politely as he passed by the villagers.

Cantika snorted, "Lo no cape from earlier grin mulu ?"

"No. Don't you cape, jutek keep it like that ?"

"What the hell is it ?" turn ones face.

They kept walking for ten minutes. Cantika began to frenzy because she had not yet reached the place her husband meant.

"Lo want to take care of me ? Why are we even going to a deserted place, going to the forest ?"

"Prophey, we'll be here soon." Must be smiling.

"Obviously, you're lying !" pointing at Anas' sweet face with her finger.

Don't ask again, the man must have just faced the shock of his wife.

A few minutes later....

"Where are you going to take me ? My feet are already pegel..."

"Do you want me to carry ?" stop his steps and look back.

"Ogahhhh, lo mode !"

Anas stepped back slowly while mesem-mesem. And Cantika forced herself to keep going after om bewok.

Finally they reached a small lake near the public cemetery. Sit on the bench facing the beautiful view.

The place is still so beautiful and quiet. Heaven is hidden in the village. Not many know of its existence, except for the surrounding residents.

"Is there no place more beautiful than this ?" chirps Cantika.

"The view is cool and beautiful, isn't it ? Especially if we come in the morning. Bring food and eat here. Must be exciting." The man smiled looking at the clear lake water.

"Where are you from ? More rame walk in the mall, watch the cinema or to the cafe."

"Here is more soothing."

Cantika. It's true too. When he hangs out with his friends, his heart remains unsettled even though he may laugh a lot. His heart has been empty since his mother died. There was no happiness or calmness that he really felt.

The woman noticed the surrounding atmosphere. Lots of big, shady trees there. The green color of the leaves is so cool to the eye. The wind felt smooth caressing his skin. His eyes closed to feel a sense of calmness. Relax, just this time he was so rilex. I have to admit that the place is fun.

Anas turned to his smiling wife and closed his eyes. The hair danced in the wind. The sharp nose and red lips of the woman, further adding to her attractiveness. Anas was more and more fascinated by the beauty of his wife.

Cantika opened her eyes and breathed fresh air. A feeling of relief was now approaching him. It felt like the burden on his heart was slightly reduced.

"Switchy-wild clothing ?" look at the man who turned his face.

What, he saw me ! Ahhhh, shame...

Cantika scraped her bag. "Where are my glasses ?"

"That's, over the head !" said Anas.

Oops, I forgot !

She took the glasses down from her hair, taped to the area of her supposed face. If so, he could freely glance at the man beside him.

*It looks like exciting if you come here early in the morning. While looking at the beautiful lake, while being fed the same om bewok.romantis not tuh, romantic is not time !

Ehhhhh, nih brain whining again. Why yes ? Musti is serviced as*.

For about an hour they decided to go home because it was late afternoon.

"You walk ahead" Anas asked. That way he can monitor his wife. Anxious to let Cantika be behind him.

Slowly Cantika walked forward with a limp. His feet were still sore before walking towards the lake.

"Wait !" Anas. Cantika stopped her steps. The man crouched.

"Why do you want to ?" panicked.

"Does your leg hurt ?" back asking. Cantika did not answer. Anas slowly held onto the smooth leg and opened his shoes.

"Heyyy, what do you want ?" attempted protest. But her husband did not heed.

"Have your way limped, your legs chafed." He then held the other leg of Cantika and opened the high heels in red.

"Pakein again, I don't want nyeker !"

"Here you hold ! Let me carry you." Pouring a pair of shoes and offering his back to ride Cantika.

At first the woman refused, but because Anas continued to insist, she complied. Although stiff but long Cantika felt comfortable on her husband's back. He even leaned his head there.

Anas slightly smiled as he walked while holding his wife. His heart bloomed as his heart beat peaked.