The Journey and Destiny of Love

PTDC2 - Sleep

“Iya Bang daft,” she lazily replied, but suddenly her body felt drifting, the girl gnawed gathering awareness.

“Abang to do?” Anin's eyes opened perfectly when the burly hand turned out to carry her to the bathroom.

“Mandiin you,” whispered Faisal while grinning seduce his wife. Instantly the girl thrashed and broke away from her husband's lap. He ran to the bathroom and locked her up. The man just chuckled while shaking his head.

Faisal rushed towards his room, to clean himself, his body already felt sticky. After she finished cleaning herself, she returned to the room Anindita was already wearing pajamas. Half an hour had passed, it turned out that the girl was still at home soaking in the warm water she had prepared earlier. Faisal lay down his body on the bed as if calling out to him.

Five minutes passed, but the girl seemed to be satisfying herself with warm water. Anindita felt her body fresher after soaking with water and aromatherapy oils. He forgot to bring a change of clothes, fortunately there was a kimono left in the bathroom. Anindita came out wearing a kimono and her wet hair was rolled up using a towel.

Seen as Faisal was closing his eyes, it seemed that the man had fallen asleep from waiting for him for so long. Anindita rushed towards the wardrobe and took her nightgown. He quickly put on those clothes. Hanging a kimono and a used towel dries her hair on the chestnut, using the hunger available there.

Anindita landed her body that already felt fresher on the chair in front of the dressing table. He finished drying his hair using a hair dryer, an object that he only used at certain times, usually during the day he prefers his hair to dry by itself. He combed his hair and tied it up, put on his face a night cream, felt cold into his pores.

After the ritual was completed, Anindita checked the window of the room and made sure that the door was locked. The habit of contracting alone is still carried away. And sure enough, Faisal didn't lock the door.

“About-about at home by yourself,” murmured Anindita.

Then he stepped towards one side of the bed that was still empty. Very carefully he landed his body so as not to disturb the man who was closed beside him. Bolted and made as a barrier. The girl curled her back against the limiting bolster. His mind was bright, suddenly remembered in the early days of his life. For him and Bu Wanti to know Faisal's family is a fortune.

His eyes closed but the sleepiness that had been writhing seemed to have gone away with a splash of water in the bathroom. All the shadows were connected, the figure of his late father came to mind Murod, Winah and her cute niece who had now earned a better life as well.

“Thank you God, You have sent good and loving people around me, thank you Rio for forgiving me, may you be happy too,” suddenly his memory is linked to the wrenching gaze of a man who was still expecting it. Her tears just seemed to drip out somehow.

Grebs

Suddenly a stocky arm coiled around his waist, clenching so tightly. Anindita was surprised, she forgot that there were other people who were in the same bed with her. Anin wiped away the tears with the back of her palm. He tried to return his emotions as normal as possible.

“You cry that?” the sound of the bass tickled Anindita's ears, the distance so close that his heart thump raced instantly.

“Eng, engga Bang,” Anin replied while trying to review a smile. His palm stroked the cheek of Faisal that was buried in his bend.

“Sorry brother yes, the wedding is so sudden and simple, later we prepare our reception yes, where do you want? domestically? abroad?” Faisal apologized so sincerely, in his little heart feeling guilty also so rushed that their marriage was only carried out alakadarnya.

“Lagian brother why try kayak so, already like an MBA, surely the neighbors think so,” said Anin while pouting. Faisal was more and more anxious to see his wife's behavior. His sturdy arm pulled his wife's body to face him.

“Iya, but ga grasah grusuh kayak caught the same marriage pack RT, “ Anin is still upset apparently with the sudden decision of Faisal.

“Fear you are taken,” said Faisal while still putting on his sweet face.

“Who also wants to take me, if I am an item that can be taken by anyone,” Anin still spills pent-up irritation these few days.

“Your ex,” said Faisal, finally he accidentally leaked his worries.

“Ih, so brother kayak gini only because of Rio, yes Allah Bang,” Anin muffled Faisal cheeks with annoyance.

“Continue doing it before the agreement, Brother Sok asked me to choose who, if I choose Rio Abang how was it?” Anin discussed the incident this morning.

“Yes because you are sure, you must choose Abang,” he said while smiling confidently.

“By the way, thank you dear already chose brother, brother was afraid if suddenly you mention the name of the man,” Faisal turned into so serious. The tiny body in his arms.

Anindita simply nodded, being in such a close position made her so nervous. There are warm swish spread to him. Now her head rests on the chest of her husband's field. It turns out that there is a different comfort when in the arms of a beloved husband. There was a sense of calm, comfort and indescribable ripples.

Cup Cup Cup

Faisal kissed the head of his wife. His embrace grew tighter as if he was not going to let it loose again. Anin's arms curled around the body of the man who was now legally his priest. His sleepiness began to strike slowly he began to fall asleep, his breathing roar began to be regular, the girl fell asleep.

“Honey, the,” Faisal tried to call him.

“Yanggg,” he repeated but still bore the same results, the girl had already flown into the dream of unwinding all her fatigue.

Faisal finally closed his eyes, he did not have the heart to bother his wife just to ask for her rights. There is still a lot of time to go through both of them. He saw that fatigue was indeed really drawn from the sweet face of the girl who was now in her arms. His lover the world of the Hereafter. The man still could not close his eyes, repeatedly let his wife shoot. The feeling of regret is amazing.

Time twisted, the night and quieter, until finally the man fell asleep with still clutched tightly to his woman. They spend their first night really to sleep unwind, expel tired, fill up energy to start a new day tomorrow morning. Only a small lizard ran around the ceiling of the room, occasionally faint sounds of birds being kept by an omon mang in the back garden.

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