The Past or Future?

Eight

Wedding Day's

The sound of music slowly flowed, Kayra and Galang faced each other and smiled. Galang was very grateful, the girl in front of him had legitimately become his wife. Galang and Kayra had already served hundreds of guests which left them both exhausted.

Kayra prefers to sit down after the dance starts, the girl feels tremendous aches in her calves. Along the wedding reception held magnificent, Galang's hands never separated from his wife. I don't know what makes it like that, which surely Galang like shows that Kayra is his.

"No kettle?"

Kayra nodded honestly, of course, who was not tired of standing and smiling to greet hundreds of guests both whom she knew and did not. "My feet are, really, really Pegel," said Kayra.

"Do you want me to get a pijitin?"

Kayra shook her head quickly, "don't be here either, it's not funny if anyone is watching" Kayra said making Galang chuckle and nod.

Kayra smilingly looked at her husband, she felt that the day was going to get heavier. Although he should be grateful to get a new life, he even became anxious. He was afraid, but he never knew what he was afraid of.

"Still a long time?"

"Half an hour, baby. Really tired, huh?" said Galang who was a member of Kayra, Kayra is really exhausted right now. "Come, let's go to the room first."

"But-"

"That's okay, come on."

Kayra nodded and clasped Galang's hand, she walked like a princess to the room prepared for her to rest. Followed by Kayra's personal assistant so that she can remove all the accessories attached to the girl's body.

"Down, my dear" said Galang as Kayra moved faster, she was afraid Kayra would fall even though she was holding him.

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Kayra turned to the side, looking at Galang's sleeping face. Galang was waiting for him to sleep, but somehow Kayra could not go to dreamland and she could not open her eyes before Galang fell asleep. Kayra smiled at a glance, grabbed the blanket that covered her and immediately went down.

Kayra realized, her day in the Galang family will not run smoothly. But he is ready, he has prepared everything that will happen in the future. Kayra stared at the scene in front of her, flickering lights when viewed from a distance was very beautiful.

Kayra rubbed her face slowly, for some reason when Galang uttered kabul followed by the legitimate voice of the witnesses she felt the burden she bore was heavy. Is this the best way? Married a man Kayra didn't recognize.

"Not sleeping yet?"

Kayra turned her head towards the voice, Galang with a distinctive face woke up to make Kayra smile. "It's okay, Lang. I can't sleep yet, why are you awake?"

"Is there anything you're thinking?"

Kayra shook her head, "no."

"Yes in, the air is not good. Ntar you catch a cold," said Galang embracing Kayra and leading her into their room immediately. Yes, they are currently in one of the famous five-star hotels, it is also the same hotel where the reception is.

***

Gumilang's House

Kayra and Galang looked at each other to see how busy the people in his house were, whether what happened they both did not know at all. They had just arrived at Galang's house, Kayra turned her head towards Galang.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know."

Galang called one of the ARTs in his house.

"What's up, Ma'am?"

"Anu den Non Rena is drunk and now unconscious."

Galang nodded in understanding.

Kayra nodded and welcomed Galang's helping hand, the two of them walking in tandem towards Galang's room. Galang never cared at all what happened to a human named Renata. Somehow Galang's hatred for Renata never faded, from childhood to adulthood the hatred was still there.

"Waiting bitch!"

"What's up, Bun?"

Ashila approached her son, "please Mother Dong, son. You take care of Renata for a while" said Ashila making Kayra a little unacceptable, but the girl kept quiet.

"No way, Bun. There are many people here anyway, Galang said goodbye first." said Galang and immediately took Kayra into his room.

"What's wrong with my mother?"

Galang smiled, "it's okay, besides I'm lazy to deal with girls."

"You change your clothes first" Kayra said, not wanting to extend their conversation about Renata. From the beginning, Kayra realized that Renata didn't like her.

Galang changed his clothes, wearing ordinary house clothes. He glanced at Kayra who was lying behind him, Galang combed her hair and immediately went to lie down.

"Well, sleep" said Galang slowly, chuckling.

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Prangs!

Kayra glanced over without approaching a woman who had just dropped a bowl filled with hot soup vegetables. He closed the fridge door, the girl had just been drinking cold water in the kitchen.

"Deliberately dropped?" kayra said squinting her eyes, the girl wiped away the spark of the sauce which fortunately did not hurt her. "unfortunately not right."

"Non, I was completely unintentional."

Kayra did not care about it and smirked, the girl already understood. It turns out that in this house the enemy is not only Renata, but many. Kayra smiled faintly and moved her feet towards Galang who was sitting on the sofa.

"Sorry for a long time, it's a drink" said Kayra, who was carried by Galang.

"Thank you, yes" said Galang who was greeted with a smile by the girl.

Kayra was well aware that if the maid intentionally broke the bowl, it was seen from her way. The bowl does not fall down but forward, it means the bowl is thrown, right? There was only Kayra in front of the maid.

"Non, is Non Kayra okay? Is anyone hurt?"

Kayra turned her head and looked at the middle-aged woman who had once been introduced named Ida with the position of head of the kitchen. Kayra nodded and smiled, "I'm fine Bi, next time his men are told to be careful. I know I'm new, but it doesn't have to be welcomed that way."

"Once again I'm sorry, Non."

"Wait what's up?"

Kayra looked at Galang's face, the middle-aged woman looked down in fear. "Udah, I'm fine."

"Bi Ida, please explain what happened!"

"So Killa spilled Den soup, so I asked because many say that the sauce was about the feet of Non Kayra" he explained while looking down deeply.

Galang looked at Kayra and turned to the girl's entire body, "where did it hit?" ask Galang.

"Just a little splash, on the leg. It's okay now."

When he checked Kayra's leg, he just didn't want the girl to get hurt. As much as possible he will not hurt and will not let anyone hurt him. After feeling fine, Galang stared intently at Bi Ida. "Please warn, if one more time makes a mistake. Aunty should be able to be strict."

"Well Den, I'm sorry again."