The Third Match.
Only thou.
We leave Gita at war with dust, with broomsticks, and mops.
Now we see what couples are doing in Bali this morning.
"We are looking for breakfast" asked Marsel at this time they have a wet bath because the last day in Bali, last night Marsel overtime somehow a number of rounds. Not satisfied with that after the dawn prayer is still added again.
"I'm so tired Mas, we have breakfast downstairs" Diah was completely exhausted by her handsome husband.
"Hahaha. new time just so bright" Marsel terbahak.
"Mas! seriously huh!" Diah is a manyun while drying her hair with a towel, while Marsel plays mobile phone in bed.
"Okay... I order it" Marsel typed in ordering breakfast.
"Half today, we stay in the room, we spend time making his sister Lita, about still strong not three more times, hahaha" he said.
"Bluff..." Diah beat her husband with a pillow. Marsel who initially face down and then pulled Diah's hand until it fell on his chest.
"Mas" Diah dropped the body next to Marsel. Marsel grabbed Diah's body they faced.
Diah's chest felt a thumping rush who rejected Marsel's charm. It would be hypocritical if Diah said he was not hypnotized by all of Marsel's athletic organs.
"I want to get up Mas, want to clean up the clothes" Diah wants to avoid immediately. Can get drunk if long faced with Marsel, imagine this early has a mandatory bath twice.
"Later, just want to finish what the hell, easy" Marsel locked Diah's waist with legs until he could not move.
"Mas, what the hell do you like about me?" tanya Diah then let the hands of Marsel who did not want to stay still always nosy poking her body.
"Don't ask that?" Marsel frowned.
"Just answer me, my question" said Diah.
"Because I love you, what else" replied Marsel.
"But I'm nothing, compared to Mommy Calista, she has everything, beauty, skill, intelligence, while I.." Diah said while playing the buttons of Marsel's shirt.
"But you have this" Marsel touched Diah's chest in question was the heart.
"You have a kind, loving, forgiving heart" Marsel said.
"But I used to be the bad guy Mas, everything Mas said was wrong" Diah covered his face embarrassed if he remembered first.
"That's it, don't think about it, bad guy for not knowing what he's doing is right, or wrong, but he's trying to figure it out, and to swear at all his mistakes, that's rare, that's not all, but I found it in you, "the kiss of the lips in front of him with love.
"Not a few really, people who claim to be good, but already know it is wrong, still violated, and not trying to improve, that's wrong," advises Marsel.
"Thank you" Diah was calm about her husband's words.
"Would you like to see a picture of us in Bali?" Marsel.
"May" Diah is excited.
Marsel opened a gallery and then showed it to Diah.
"Can I see all the photos in this gallery?" Diah must first be concerned about violating Marsel's privacy.
"Can, why?" Marsel looked at Diah who was fiddling at the gallery taking a deep breath.
It was hard to convince Diah that he loved himself as he was.
Well. maybe trauma causes, but if asked trauma or not, Marsel actually experienced the same thing. The failure of his marriage to his previous wife left him with a deep trauma.
If Diah is willing to realize it's time for them to treat each other.
Marsel did not rebuff when Bella left without her permission making a heavy blow for him. She had been with Bella for five years plus her two-year marriage ran aground. It definitely made her feel betrayed.
"Mas, what the hell is that?" Diah became wrong. Making Marsel wake up from daydreams.
"Nicely not the pictures?" The slanted sleeper marsel supports its temples.
"Good Mas, look at this when we bathe in the cave" Diah shows a photo of them while soaking in the cave, where the warm water baths.
Marsel hugged from behind and only appeared to have their bodies limited to the chest.
Tok to tok.
"Breakfast comes, Mas, I open the door first" Diah wanted to move but prevented Marsel. "Just me"
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"Assynoltom..."
"Goddessalam..."
Gita who just finished praying dzuhur heard the greetings from freddy his son immediately opened the door.
"Mommy..." Freddy kissed the back of Gita's hand.
Freddy just got back from school to Alfred. Usually Gita is often picked up, but this time Alfred has not allowed his wife too tired.
Gita then kissed the back of her husband's hand.
"Dedek fusses not..." Alfred rubbed Gita's stomach.
"No dong, Daddy" replied Gita. They went in together.
"How did you learn it, at school?" gita asked while kissing her son's cheek.
"Mom's look, got a 100" Freddy looked up.
"Alhamdulillah. Mom's son, pinter" praised Gita while giving a thumbs up.
"Daddy's smart turns aren't on me" said Alfred, who was putting his shoes on the shelf. They also laugh.
"Freddy change clothes first, we have lunch" said Gita.
"Good Mom" Freddy immediately went to the dressing room, as did Alfred, while Gita prepared lunch.
They eat in silence, freddy is soon bobo noon, Gita is washing the dishes, while Alfred is getting ready to go back to the counter.
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In the evening, Gita and Alfred lay their bodies in bed. All day activities make him tired.
Gita seemed agitated at the thought of Bella's arrival this afternoon, and could not be separated from Alfred's attention.
"You're sick, how restless? is there something in taste?" alfred asked attentively while stomping on his wife's slightly swollen legs.
"Al, every time you visit Syifa, do you always meet Diah?" lirih Gita's.
"Once again, didn't I tell you the same story, then why did you ask again?" cecar Alfred's.
"You're not going to come back with Diah, are you Al?" Gita looks at her husband, even though Gita doesn't believe Bella's words. But there was a feeling in his heart.
"Geek! you're asking what the hell Git is..." Alfred geleng. "What are you doing? I've noticed since last afternoon your attitude is different." Alfred felt strange with Gita's demeanor that looked glum.
Gita also told the arrival of Bella no one covered up.
"So.. Marsel's wife met you?" Alfred flabbergasted. While Gita nodded.
"Will she use you to take her husband away from Diah Git?" Alfred sure.
"Yes Al, but why! Diah Seneng really become a second wife" replied Gita upset.
"Darling, listen to me" Alfred clasped Gita's hand. "Whatever happens to them right now, it's none of our business. We can't interfere, let them solve their own problems"
"All we have to do now is: fight for our family, for Freddy and the belly" Alferd advised.
"I don't care about them either, Al, but I'm just afraid you're glancing at Diah back." Gita looked worried.
"Astagfirlullah.you still do not believe in me Git, Diah is my past, which is in my mind at this time, and so on only you, and the children"
"Yes Al" replied Gita. They chatted at length until Gita slept in Alfred's arms.
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