That Beautiful Prisoner is my wife

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Mayang rode his motorcycle into the courtyard of a cafe not far from his home. He parked his red motorbike between several other motorcycles. After tidying up the appearance, he rushed to the hangout place of the young man who was designed themed out door.

For a moment his gaze wandered through the entire area of the cafe. Shortly after, from his place, Mayang found a young man at the end of there standing while waving his hand.

Mayang felt a little strange. If usually the cafe is always crowded visited by young people who come back and forth or linger, but today it looks different. The atmosphere was quiet, but today was the weekend.

Not wanting to suspect anything unimportant, Mayang walked over to the young man with a smile that was still imprinted.

“Hai, it's been a long time, yes?” sweep the pleasantries after their distance has been close.

“Ah, no. Just arrived too, kok,” reply guy named Rangga was friendly. A smile as sweet as honey also can not be separated from his lips. The young man in a checkered black shirt with dark jeans moved out of place to pull the chair across.

“Please sit Mr. Princess,” he said gently, let Mayang occupy the seat.

Mayang knotted. He nodded, then occupied the chair with an elegant attitude.

“Thank you, Rangga,” he said later.

“Sama-sama,” replied Rangga. He returned to his chair and sat there.

For a moment the two looked at each other with an awkward attitude, then both fell silent and showed a timid attitude.

Not wanting to be stuck in a rigid atmosphere for a long time, Rangga took the initiative to invite Mayang to chat first. Take the menu book in the middle of the table, then open and ask, asking,

“What do you want to order?”

“What is okay,” replied Mayang politely. He did not want to waste time by pretending to choose a menu that he had memorized out of his head. Of course, because it is not uncommon for him to visit him.

Rangga moved swiftly. He immediately called the waiter and ordered several drinks and food menus of two servings each.

The two then began chatting with a light topic just for pleasantries. Sometimes the two were seen laughing together when the chat was funny and entertaining. The chat continued until Rangga got up from the chair and bent his knees in front of Mayang.

The handsome man with a thin sideburn took out a small box from his pocket and showed it to Mayang after opening it.

“Darling, will you be my lover?” ask her then with hope.

Mayang. His hands reflexively silenced his slightly agape mouth in disbelief. Honestly, he also has respect for Rangga. However, never thought that the man would declare love so soon.

In recent times, Rangga has been intensively approaching. Although neighbors one village, but both are rarely met because they both study outside the city, but on different campuses.

Both have graduated now. Rangga had found a job in the city, while Mayang stayed in the village because he wanted to help his father in the family-owned fruit plantation.

“Eh, sorry, sorry. I'm just shocked.”

“Kok surprised?” ask Rangga.

“Not expecting to be shot you here,” replied Mayang as he gave a smile. 

“So how? You want to, right?” ask Rangga. The man looks serious. “May, we are adults, it is not time to find a girlfriend. You want to be my wife?” again to clarify the intent of his desire.

Mayang drew a smile, then nodded his head. There was no reason for him to refuse. In his eyes, Rangga's figure was so perfect. Beautiful face, strong body and firm attitude. Yes, so far what Mayang sees is like that. An established life must be the support of the future. Plus, Rangga is the first prospective doctor in his village.

“So you received me?” asked Rangga in disbelief while rounding the eyeballs. Although Mayang clearly nodded his head, but he wanted to hear himself say yes.

“Iya, Rangga,” replied Mayang assured. Rangga was already about to cheer hooray, but urung when Mayang continued to say. He was silent for a moment to listen to the heart speak.

“But I don't want us to hurry, Ga. We live first while getting to know each other, yes,” pinta Mayang. 

“That's your condition?” ask Rangga to make sure.

Mayang nodded.

“I must have fulfilled your wish, May. I'll wait until you're ready.” Rangga got up from his squat and stood up. The look on his face was so happy, that without a second thought, he held Mayang's body so tightly without cue.

“Hore .. I was accepted. I have a girlfriend now!” he shouted with excitement.

Rangga's celebration of happiness was received by Mayang. Apparently the happy expression is only felt by Rangga alone, while Mayang actually glared in disbelief.

“Ga, lastin!” yelled Mayang while struggling.

However, instead of letting go, Rangga actually tightened his embrace.

“Bentaya, May. I'm enjoying happiness.”

Dissolved in the euphoria of happiness, to the extent that Rangga was unaware of the mimic changes of his lover. Mayang had thrashed to be released, but he still insisted on hugging her. As a result, Rangga must feel the rewards of his own actions.

Bugh!

Without warning, Mayang's knee kicked**************Rangga until the man let go of the crib. Rangga screamed in pain while bending over and holding onto the area that was painful. At that time, Mayang pushed him to the ground after throwing a punch to the stomach and face.

“Feel! Basic perverted brain! Just soan already playing hugs, tomorrow-tomorrow want what else, huh?” mayang said with his hands pointing towards Rangga. A moment later, he left Rangga who was still helplessly drooping.