The Ojek That's My Soul

Can you deck??

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Man can only desire, then God will determine.

Well we think it could be bad for us.

On the contrary, what seems bad to us may even be good for us.

Not that human judgment is limited, using only visualization.

Allah's power is infinite, and Allah is ever-knowing of what you do not know.

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*Pov*Sumi*

Praise be to Allah.

Unceasingly my heart thanks you for the smooth running of all the things we have planned.

Truly all will not proceed without the pleasure of God the god of the universe.

Simple events that are impromptu, can run solemnly and smoothly.

Although we did not invite distant guests, it was only the immediate family of the bride and groom.

That smile came from my face and that of Mas Aji, my husband.

(Ahh, calling it so makes my heart pound)

Every now and then Mas Aji clasped my hand and threw his crisp smile at me, I replied with my sweetest smile of course.

(Saying someone yes, if the world seems to belong to both, for people who are in love)

The day had gone by, the besan family had already bailed home, living close family from my family and also the neighbors.

"Em, are you hungry ? "

"Let's grab some food, huh?"

I asked to try to offer him a meal, because my stomach also began to berdangdut ria, from morning only enter boiled eggs only two pieces.

"No need to Deck, let Mas all want to take a drink. "

Mas Aji hurriedly wanted to stand up from our simple guarantee chair.

"Mas, let Adek alone, consider this my first duty as your wife, "my words tried to stop her movement that was about to wake up earlier, by pulling the end of her dress sleeve.

He smiled as he nodded, and sat back in the chair.

"Satur suwun yo my wife," he said as he looked into my eyes.

"Good, my husband's nuns, "I replied with a shy smile.

I went to the terrace where the buffet table was.

I took one plate because we would eat both.

I put some rice and some simple side dishes ala our village.

I walked up to the two of us who had just finished our meal on one plate.

I was hoping in a bribe with Mas Aji, or we were bribes that while looking at things, it turns out that romantic scenes like that only exist in novels.

Most people read novels so this is how I am.

"Ndok, take your husband to rest in your room jeh, soon Juhur.

Let the guests later mr. karo ibuk sing temeni."

he told us to come in to rest.

I glanced at Mas Aji for his approval, and he just smiled.

"Let Sumi go first sir, I want to meet my parents first, " replied Mas Aji well mannered.

"Oh, yowis lha it's mommy as your dad is on the porch again coffee."

Then my father took my husband.

The man who had become my priest, now went with his father to the front porch, before stepping he turned to me and smiled meaningfully while nodding his head slowly.

I also entered my room, there was no decoration of the bridal room because the event was also impromptu, only the proposal was planned 3 weeks ago.

Indeed, my room is not ornamental but my bed is given new sheets and also bad cover. This must have been my mother.

Wong this morning my room is this weepy.

I also opened my veil and my gown and replaced it with a home-made robe, I cleaned my own make up, because Ratih had already paid home the old ball. .

She had to return to Jakarta because she and her husband had to work.

I also think about my work, my friends.

I pulled my nightstand drawer, I grabbed my hape, and I activated it.

(Ish, I went to the bathroom first, it's not so good that the body is sticky, but Mas Aji is still outside. )

I also took my towel which I hung behind the door and then moved to the bathroom which was outside my room, more precisely next to the kitchen.

Fresh if you have a bath, it will be if Mas Aji deketin I already fragrant.

I thought with my own smile.

I was shocked after opening the door it turns out that in my room there is already Mas Aji.

He's changing his dress shirt.

He was also shocked because someone suddenly entered the room.

"Oh Deck, who's Kirain? " he said as he sighed and rubbed his chest.

"Sorry Mas, Adek kirain no one,"

I replied with a low head and then turned around and closed the door, I really became embarrassed because I accidentally saw the chest of the field.

My face warmed up thinking about what would happen next.

(Hus, this is a new brain looking at the chest area a little already thought that cool jos)

"Yo ndak opo-opo to Dek, here, "he said, telling me to go to him who was sitting on the bedside.

(Eh, Mas Aji would like to do tuh, ouhhh)

I was still silent as I lowered my head and grabbed the towel I was wearing the shower earlier.

"Why did it get there ae to deck, huh,? "

"This is what your husband calls you, you know,"

he said again to wake me who was staring rigidly behind the door.

I step this foot slowly towards him, while occasionally glancing at Mas Aji.

I see he's just smiling. And. finally he stood up then stepped up and pulled my hands together, until I didn't realize I was dropping a towel on the floor.

"The road is slow as a snail!"

he said still holding my hand.

I just kept quiet while looking at my hand that was in his grasp.

Instantly, both corners of my lips pulled up slowly.

" Adek abis bath yes earlier because Mas entered ndak no you in the room, there is only a hape aja that sounds continue.

"Eh, yes Mas, Adek want to ngabarin Adek room in kosan.

Instantly I remembered my intention to light the phone earlier.

" O yowis tell your friends, and you'll be allowed one more day. "

said Mas Aji took off one hand but not with the other hand, make my heart just pause.

"Iyo Mas, but iki you know my hand, mbok yo on the loose first," I said courageously looking at him.

"Em, yen Mas don't want to take off piye? "

"Toh Adek is halal for Mas. "

he said with a smile and even pulled me to hit the chest of the field, which is now wrapped in a thin black shirt.

I closed my eyes, feeling the warmth of his body.

I breathed in the scent of his body that would become my favorite from this moment onward.

Mas Aji touched my head that was still wrapped in an instant hijab.

"Mas can open the hijab Adek not? "

tanyanya while down my cheek with her fingers.

(For the sake of pea sauce, being treated like gini makes my heart, liver, intestines and spleen vibrate all over)

I opened my eyes and turned my head up, Mas Aji is ten inches taller than me.

Our eyes also collided.

It feels like in the sirep I was just pecked, the longer his face was getting closer and his pointy nose almost touched my nose as well, but to the mistress alias pug.

Eng. ing....

Hayyo lhooo... What do they want?

The story of Sumi and Aji there are still a few more chapters, yes, later we just returned to the main character and the beginning of meeting the babang ojolnya. "Uppss, kink.. !! "