TerLove (Love After Wedding)

Kesengsem.

"Waduhhh mesra bener newlyweds." Said one of the middle-aged women when Anas, who was carrying his wife, passed in front of the house.

"Excuse me, Mum..." Anas smiled as he continued walking. While Cantika turned her face away from the mother earlier.

"Lo not ashamed of them ? We were looked at constantly."

"If you're not my wife, I'm ashamed of you." Reply steady.

I don't know why Cantika was so happy to hear the answer from her husband. Does that mean she's also happy to have been the man's wife ?

They are currently meeting with Mira. The girl turned her face when she saw Anas holding his wife.

"Mira, where are you going ?" The man stopped and lowered Cantika's body from her back.

"I'm going to the shop."

What kind of girl has the same relationship as my man ? Why is his attitude suspicious ? This is again the Om bewok, I ampe degraded because just want to say hello to him. Manyun.

"You're healthy now, Mir ?" ask Anas again.

"Here you go, mas."

"Alhamdulillah then."

"Awww, ouchh." Cantika held her leg. Even his voice was dramatic.

Anas immediately turned his head and crouched down and checked Cantika's leg. "Sure your leg still hurts. Let's go up again !"

Cantika happily stuck again on her husband's back. I am his wife ! Heyyy, this guy's got me...

He shouted from the heart while glancing at the cheeked girl.

Mira bowed sadly. His heart was sliced at their affection.

"Mira, I'm sorry. Cantika's leg must be treated immediately." Anas hurriedly stepped away from his friend.

"Yes.mas." It seems like Anas loves his wife so much. He was very worried about the woman.

Cantika smiled triumphantly. He was happy because Anas put him first rather than the woman. But he was still curious, who exactly was that girl ?

***

Arriving at the terrace.

Cantika is seated in a chair. Anas took the medicine box from inside the room. The man immediately returned and squatted down to treat the blisters on his wife's leg.

This is a man of great concern. It is so good to be a husband !

"It's done. You do not go anywhere, if you want to go to the room just talk. I'll help you." Anas looked up, "Why look at me like that, is there anything strange about my face ?" holding the face area.

"Not....Who was that girl ?"

"Who ?" sitting next to his wife after keeping the medicine box on the table.

"That's what I dropped because you want to talk to him first. The girl who went to the stall." looked upset.

"Mira..the dimpled cheek ?"

Cantika mendelik, "Reverse nanya, pokonya that girl. Is he your ex-boyfriend ?"

"Not just friends. I never dated."

"But he seems to have a crush on you, how different he stares. Do you like him too ?"

Anas chuckled, "No way, we're just friends. I just think of him as a little brother."

Good that is !

Cantika smiled with satisfaction. "Can I ask you again ?"

"Please, I'm your husband. You deserve to know about all my life."

Wowwww, just hearing those words Cantika's heart was made to melt again. The man is charismatic.

"Lo just lives alone in this house, where's the other family ?"

"Both of my parents died when I was in the third grade of Junior High. They had an accident while going to the market. From then on, I lived together with my ten-year-old brother."

"Aren't there any other families taking care of you ?"

"We had no one but my uncle and aunt. But they're more worried, harder than us. They also live in Eastern Indonesia, must have a lot of money if they have to meet us here."

"How did you survive ?"

"We sell yellow rice on the porch. But that doesn't meet all the needs. Luckily, your father always helped us. He even financed Ardan's school."

"What..that's the reason you married me ?"

Anas looked at her, "Yes, but that's not the main reason." They look back. Cantika turned her face and tried to shift her mind.

"Ardan has now moved to another island with his wife who is a native there. They have their own family."

Cantika mangut-mangut understand. At that moment the voice of Adzan was heard. Anas helped her up and stepped into the house.

"Medicine box.." said Cantika.

"Let me take it...."

***

Anas is ready with his cocktail. "You haven't taken ablution yet ? Your face is still dry." Ask the woman who just entered the room.

"Me..again dapet." Down shy.

"Yes, you rest. I want to pray in the mosque."

Cantika looked up, "Which mosque ? far away, long time no ?"

"Near, five minutes to go. I'm going home at the most."

"Don't go anywhere first. I'm afraid to be alone here."

"Yes, lock the door. Don't open it if it's not me !"

Cantika. Anas passed after saying his greetings.

"Waalaikumussalam," If you don't want to come to the moon, I'm certainly not alone now. This house is empty if there is no one.

He had been reluctant to separate from Anas for a short time. Cantika began to feel comfortable when she was close to her husband.

After locking the door from the inside, Ika sat on the chair while turning on the TV. There was no show that interested him. Finally his eyes turned on his phone. While he was busy playing the game, Mr. Permana called. Cantika immediately accepted it.

"Son, how are you and Anas ?"

"Good."

"You're happy to marry her ?"

"Yaaa, I'm happy. At least in this little house I don't have to meet hypocritical faces." Ketus answer.

"What do you mean ?"

"Not to be discussed, males too. What's the matter, papi called ?"

"But miss you, son. Don't you miss papi ?"

"But I'm not a kid anymore. I'm fine here. Doesn't Papi know that Anas is a good man ? So don't worry so much !"

There was actually a sense of longing in Cantika's heart. But he tried to prevent that feeling from controlling his mind.

"Well, if you guys have any problems, talk to me."

"But I want to rest."

"Okay, greetings to Anas. May you always be happy."

Cantika clicked the red mark on her phone screen. Keep that thing on the table.

He admitted that he wanted to hug his father. For too long she had long longed for warmth between them. Mr. Permana who was always angry because of his actions, actually widened the distance between the two. Plus Cantika's misunderstanding of her father is still not lost, it seems they have not been able to restore harmony between father and son.

***

"Assynn...!"

"Italyaikumussalam...!" Cantika immediately got up from her seat and walked towards the door.

After the door opened, a sweet and soothing figure appeared, smiling at him. This time sincerely, Cantika returned a smile even men**m her husband's hand. In an instant they sat.

"When are you standing there ?" Cantika stepped up and sat down on the chair.

Anas locked the door and sat down. "I brought this, you want ?" keep a plastic bag on the table.

Cantika picked it up and saw what it contained. "Sate goat, very fragrant pantesan from earlier."

Anas was happy to see the smile on that pretty face. He went to the kitchen to get the cutlery. After putting it away on the table, he went into the room to change clothes.

"Thank you for bringing this food, I love goat satay." Cantika said as her husband sat back down.

"I'm happy if you like what I bring."

"Can't you not tell me-I keep going ? That's too formal, you know."

"All right, princess. Let's eat, I'm hungry !"

They both laughed, then ate well. For Cantika, this was the most romantic dinner she had ever had. Even though the dinner is the style of a commoner, but the effect is very meaningful.