TerLove (Love After Wedding)

Romantic guy.

Anas ate slowly because the corners of his lips hurt and hurt when they opened. Sometimes he held it without grimacing. His body was crumbling because the burly men were kicking and stomping all over his body, except the hands. Fortunately, his vitals were not attacked either.

"About who they are, do you have any enemies ?" ask Cantika.

"I feel no hostility to anyone. I don't know who they are."

"But you can't be attacked for no reason. Do they think of you as an enemy ?"

"No idea, maybe the wrong target. They think I'm the enemy." Anas deliberately did not tell if the braking had anything to do with his wife. He did not want Cantika to think about this matter.

"Other times don't go to the market, just shop at the stall !" sewots.

"Why are you afraid I'm hurt again ?"

"Well, if you get hurt, I'm the one who bothers. Must give medicine, and.it tuhh your face is not pleasing to the eye if on the dent so !" turned his face.

"But I'm happy, because my face is bruised, you're paying attention to me." Smiling sweet.

Cantika mendelik, "Anehhhh, your hobby is grinning mulu. If I'm angry, it's a mess."

"You're funny when you're angry, adorable and sweet."

"Anehhhh." turned again so that his happy expression could be hidden. She smiled because she was sweet.

"Beautiful, let's eat again ! Just keep talking."

The woman's face was more blushing, blushing in shame to get praise from her husband. He continued his breakfast.

After eating, Anas moved from his seat.

"Heyyy, what do you want ? Come sit down again, you can't move much ! Let me take care of everything."

"It's okay, I'm still strong." His hand was about to pick up the dirty tableware but his wife got ahead.

"I said diem, a very stubborn sihh !" step quickly into the kitchen.

Anas finally sat down again. Cantika has not returned. There was the sound of dishes and glasses coming from the bathroom. The woman was learning to wash old utensils.

Anas immediately approached, "You don't have to bother working on it. Let me wash all the dishes and glasses."

"Diem, it's up to me ! You want to go to sleep, dizzy if you see the dryness of your face !" sewot. She spoke without meeting because she was crouching against her husband.

Anas was definitely smiling, "Indeed you can do it ?"

"It's okay, just wash it."

"All right, thank you. Be careful when something breaks, don't let your hand get hurt !" he said as it passed.

"Hmmm, bawell." Screaming annoyed even though secretly smiling because it is happy to get attention from om bewok. Not just Cantika, but Anas ! "Mas, mas Anas my sexy and kind husband.." he laughed amusedly at his own words.

After a long struggle with the job, Cantika returned to the living room. Anas wasn't there. The man appeared from behind the door.

"Cantika, there is one small plastic package in the closet, open the contents and wear it !"

Cantika frowned, "What package ?"

"Look at it later !" step up and sit in a chair.

The woman stared at him for a long time, then immediately entered the room. Take the package and open it.

"What is this shirt ?" holding a dress stel complete with her instant veil. Though hesitant, he tried to wear it to obey Anas' orders.

Cantika went to the king for a report and asked for his opinion, or.....for a protest ?

"What do I mean I'm told to wear this shirt ?"

Despite his annoyance, Cantika returned to the room and put on the veil. Immediately walk to the middle room.

"Hemmm, I've used it.." growled.

Anas smiled looking at her deeply. The shirt fit perfectly on his wife's body. That's his version, another Cantika version.

"This shirt for me ? Too loose and loose. I'm like a mother whose body is stretched." Protest.

"That's what you said, I don't think so. You look more beautiful and graceful in that outfit. Really..."

Cantika looked down embarrassed, from the man's gaze it seemed to be true. Anas did not lie, completely fascinated by her. It means she is beautiful even though she wears that dress.

"But I'm not a boarding boy or a college mom. Why do I look like a gini ?" still protest.

"Wear it for tomorrow afternoon, I'm having a small thanksgiving at this house. Our wedding celebration. I'm not having a celebration or a party here at all, so as my gratitude for our marriage, I invited some neighbors and orphans to teach together."

Cantika mangosteen-beard sign understand. "And do not have to buy all clothes, baby will not be kepake."

"Who said ? It can be worn everyday, good for closing the aurat."

"Ahhh, it must be hot and complicated as well. Males is wearing it !"

"Now store it first in the laundry basket in the bathroom, later in the afternoon I clean it so that tomorrow you can wear it !" smile again, smile again....

"As far as you are, dizzy." Scratch your head as it passes. Ehhhh earlier he said that the thanksgiving event was his gratitude for our marriage. What does that mean...he is happy already married me ? Cantika blushed in embarrassment again. It turned out that her husband was a fun type of man. So appreciative and attentive to it. That's the real romantic meaning. You don't need a rose or a bank to make her happy.

***

That afternoon at a cafe, Cantika friends were hanging out and gossiping or venting about male problems. They giggled incoherently for things that were not at all funny. Or whining when confiding in his friend about a cheating girlfriend. Wasting a lot of time.

"Rubi, call Cantika ! Tell me we're waiting for this." Said one of the girls.

Rubi immediately complied. Connected calls.

"Well, we're hanging out at a regular cafe. You can come here now, right ?!"

"Sorry, I can't go out this afternoon. Males nihhh." She could not leave her husband.

"Ahhhh no fun lo. Ehhh, lo too many maen of the canning times.so tired and lethargic. So males dehhh, hahaha." The other girl laughed because the phone was set with a loud speaker.

"Ngaco lo. I'm going to shower first. Bye..." ended the conversation.

They're still laughing. Imagine if Cantika really had overdosed on her honeymoon. At another table, a man was eavesdropping on their conversation.

"Wahhh, the Ika steady. Again, hahaha."

"Yes, especially her husband is quite handsome and sexy too. Bewokan it must be his body filled with spoiled feathers. Wihhhh make amused..."

"The Ika's impression was not out of the house, tortured continuously..."

"Pengen dong tortured the same hairy guy..."

"Gue there's a furry guy acquaintance more sexy than her husband Cantika." Rubi Say.

"Who ? Know dong.." The girls talk in unison.

"It's called Monkey !" roar with laughter.

"Ahhh, fuck. Monkey means lo...."

"Ogahhhh..make Rubi, I'm still normal times..."

They kept laughing about what they found interesting. While the eavesdropping man still put his ears so as not to lose the information that he might get again from the babbling of the girls.