The Charm of Twins S

Histories

Stela waved with a very heavy heart, releasing the departure of the mother to return to Bandung that afternoon.

I don't know what reason made Cintya decided to immediately return to Bandung, whereas previously she had said she would stay in Jakarta for three days.

Beside him Satria seemed to be faithfully embracing his shoulders trying to give him strength and calmness.

This is not the first time for Stela to be abandoned by her mother like this, but somehow this time it felt so heavy for her, especially when the mother cried while hugging her when she was about to climb into her car earlier.

"Take care of yourself, be a good wife and daughter-in-law, don't wait for mama to come home anytime soon, because maybe mama won't be coming home, but mama will try to go home if one day you carry out the wedding reception." said the mother before actually leaving.

"Yes? we go home, or do you want to stay here?" said Satria who saw his wife still reluctant to move from the gate of his house.

Realizing from her daydream, Stela blinked at the husband, "Maybe?"

"Come, why not! but then I'll have to go home and get our school uniform, all asking permission from your mother."

"Can you really?"

"May dong dear."

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"Your room is funny!" said Satria who just returned after taking her uniform and Stela from her parents' house.

His eyes went around sweeping the entire room Stela room that looked spacious with all pink, typical of women, which was exactly the room of his sister Cantika.

"Funny what?" Stela looked at her husband who was now taking a seat at the side of the bed with a large album he had taken from the bookcase in the corner of the room.

"Everything" he answered without looking, began to be interested in opening sheet by sheet album that turned out to contain childhood photos of Stela.

"You from small already beautiful gini who, the pantesan gedenya also beautiful." Satria gave a smile, showing one of the cute-looking photos of Stela that is thought to be only seven months old.

"That's not to be seen.'' rushed to snatch the album from Satria's hands.

"Lho why? that's beautiful."

"Then Ihs." Stela ran out of the room.

Still curious about the photos in which only a few sheets were seen, Satriaun rushed after him to take back the album from his wife's hands.

And the chase lasted for a few minutes, then stopped after both felt exhausted.

"Umz Sat, what do you want to eat?" tanyanya, after adjusting her breathing a little ngosan.

"Whatever that is, whatever." replied Satria who now leaned her head against the sofa.

"Yaudah you wait here." she said who got a nod from her husband.

Stela stepped into the kitchen, then opened the fridge looking for groceries she could cook for her dinner with Satria tonight.

"There is only mustard, same as one egg." he muttered as he sighed softly, turning to the rice cooker which turned out to be in a state of light.

Smiling when he found out there was a lot of rice in it, maybe the mother cooked it before coming home.

Eagerly, he began to mix spices and after a few minutes later two dishes of fried rice were presented on the table.

"Taste you good which, one day if we already have our own house, I want if every day you are masakin." he said without looking, when the two are having dinner together at this time.

Satria does look so greedy, because in addition to Stela's cuisine which he thinks is very good, since noon he did not have time to fill his stomach.

"I can cook every day at your mother's house if you want."

"Seriously?" ask him after all the food is finished, and sip a glass of water that Stela had also provided for him before.

"Thank you dear."

"Hm."

After dinner, the two returned to the room to rest.

Stela climbed the bed first, leaning on the headboard with her legs crossed, then grabbed her flat object placed on the nightstand.

Sighing with relief when opening a chat message notification from the mother who told her that she had just arrived in Bandung five minutes ago.

"Same chatan who is it?" ask Satria who just came out of the bathroom.

"From mama."

"Well, is it nyampe?" tanyanya who now joined on the mattress.

"Udah."

Satria nodded, then grabbed Stela's hand and kissed her several times.

"Which,?" call him, in a hoarse voice, and sound a little heavy.

"Ap_"

Stela's body stiffened, with blood flowing noticeably heated, as she felt a gentle sweep of Satria's lips at the nape of her neck.

"S-sat?"

"Tonight_I want to make a history that you will never forget in your lifetime." whispered, without stopping the activity.

"Sat me_"

"Want to?" tanyanya, while raising one hand stroked the side of the cheeks of Stela who now looks red.

Not knowing what to react to, Stela could only stand still and look at her husband who was now looking at her with a look of adoration.

Slightly stunned, as Satria pushed her body slowly until she lay down, then Satria moved to crawl wrapped Stela's tiny body on top of her.

"Relax dear, I promise to be careful." he whispered, when he saw the restless look clearly on his wife's face.

Finally a long night they went through together, creating a history that will not be forgotten by both of them even maybe until his lifetime.

And tonight Satria really kept her promise, doing her every move with gentleness and prudence.

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