The Exclusion of the Arrogant Young Master
The same hope
Everyone has gone home, Darren and Dira are still there. Both are still sitting in the hut, while enjoying the breeze that blows hard with the view of the rice fields that begin to turn yellow.
Darren sat hugging Dira from behind, propping his chin on Dira's shoulder. Both of them just sat quietly enjoying the breeze that hit their skin both.
"R...."
"Hem... what?" dira replied without looking at Darren who was leaning against the chest of Darren's field.
"Are you happy living with me who has nothing" whispered Darren.
"Why are you asking like that?"
"Let's just say, are you happy living with me who's just a mechanic."
Dira looked up and the noses of the two clashed against each other. Dira smilingly looks at both eyes Darren which makes a Darren want to kiss Dira's lips, but Darren tries to restrain himself despite already wanting to immediately devour Dira's lips.
"I'm happy living a simple life with you. I do not mind what work you live that is important halal and barokah for both of us. The important thing is we go together and always join hands until we age later."
"Thank you, because you've accepted me for who I am. I'm also happy to have a great wife like you. I'm grateful to have you as a wife, even though the beginning of our marriage we didn't expect, but in fact God hardened our marriage with the presence of love that grew in our hearts without us expecting," said Darren gently while stroking Dira's cheek.
"Ra. will you age with me. Passing the days we will spend together until God separates us, until this breath stops blowing and closes our eyes" Darren said sincerely with a shady look.
"Yes, I want to." said Dira who nodded her head while smiling sweetly at her husband.
"I also want to continue living with you, becoming queen in your heart now, tomorrow and beyond" Dira replied no less romantically.
Darren smiled and brought his face closer to touch the lips of Dira who had been teasing him since. The two fenced each other, enjoying the romantic atmosphere in the cassava garden with a view of the rice fields. The two drift in a kiss that increasingly makes both of them forget the land.
Darren draped a necklace while he and Dira were still kissing each other, and it made Dira stop the kiss. Dira's hand touched the necklace that is now perched on his neck and saw a circular necklace pendulum in the middle with the initials D small.
"Family D?" tanya Dira glanced at Darren.
"Yes, this is D. Our names are both initialed D" Darren replied, kissing Dira's cheek.
"Do you like it?" ask Darren.
Dira smiles and nods lightly at the necklace, then looks at Darren's eyeballs. Darren kissed Dira's nose and smiled looking at Dira's pretty face.
"You know why the letter D is in the middle of the circle" Darren said, touching the pendulum.
"What does it mean?" ask Dira.
"There's...."
"What?"
"This circle will strengthen our love and protect our love, while the letter D is our name. So the love we both keep in this circle and protect our love remains united despite the temptations that come our way. But our love is protected by this circle" Darren explained.
"May we remain united in the face of the challenges that God will give to our households in the future and no one is able to shake our love," darren continued, swiping his nose into Dira's nose and smiling together.
Dira tearfully heard the expression of the heart of a Darren, who was able to soar his heart.
"I don't want to deliver a promise to make you happy, but I will try to keep you happy and proud for keeping me happy" Darren said.
"Housing?"
"Well, time for cheating!! Not very! Masa, a handsome and beautiful Darren is made an affair. There is nothing from there a Darren who is a descendant of Caucasian abis should be made an affair, rich do not do it. I deserve to be made to nurture the handsome masyaAllah .. is peerless. That's why you should be proud to have a husband like me." Arrogant Darren and Dira screech at the words of a Darren.
"You as the wife of Darren Alviansyah, should be proud to admit what else if you've tasted my weapon. I'm sure you'll be hooked on wanting to be shot at with my gun. My weapon is able to make you brake literate and you, once shot by my bullets, your stomach will be filled with the same seed of my seed that can not just any place can. hftmmm...."
Dira immediately silenced Darren's mouth with his palm, if not in the silence Darren's speech increasingly slurred and there is no end if it has been talking about the bird that until now has not opened its nest. The nest has not been shot.
Darren put Dira's hand out of his mouth.
"If you want to silence my mouth do not use the palm of the hand" said Darren.
"Continue using what? Time yes, must use oil," said Dira.
"Yes, don't oil it! My lips are black and no longer sexy. Should've wrapped my mouth like this."
Darren kisses Dira's lips and Dira hits Darren's field chest.
"It should be like that" Darren continued after giving the example.
"Hem.." answered Dira lazily.
"Don't just hem. Now try to practice," pinta Darren while turning his lips that are immediately greeted with a flick from Dira.
Darren rubbed his lips and glared at Dira, after which Darren looked at the clock on his wrist.
"It turned out to be almost afternoon, and also the weather began to cloud. We better get out of here before it rains" Darren said.
"Let's get out of here and let's not let the hut happen again," cetus Dira and make the two laugh together considering himself and Darren snatched and even ensnared them into a marriage.
A marriage that is not desired by her and Darren but this marriage is increasingly binding the rope of marriage in her path because of the growth of love between herself and Darren.
The two leave the hut and step together to sail the ark of love that is increasingly fertile in the hearts of Dira and Darren. Grasping each other, tighten the link between the relationship of two people who love each other with the same hope and prayer for the household they live.
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