The Third Match.

Fourth meeting.

Satisfied on Marsel hill and Diah walked to the beach.

"Mas, I want to take a boat" Diah said they were currently sitting resting for a while after coming down from the hill. While ordering young coconut.

"Who's afraid" Marsel turned to Diah beside him, his smile expanding. Along with that, Diah was staring at her husband's chin which was filled with a beard but had been shaved. Leaves a coarse blackish fur if held. 🤣🤣🤣 Makes Diah feel at home for a long time looking unblinking.

"Why you? Concerned until so. I'm handsome huh" Marsel chuckled.

Diah melengos throw away the shame, for being caught staring at her husband in awe. "Gr" Diah pinched Marsel's stomach, but didn't hurt. Marsel immediately stole her halal boyfriend's lips.

"Ih Mas! Embarrassed" Diah turned his head around this sort of thing was quite taboo for him. Good thing the coconut seller is busy serving the buyer.

Marsel chuckles, the couple is like a lovebirds who are in a drunken romance.

"How many coconut kernels is Mbak?" the coconut sellers surprised them.

"One"

"Two"

Excite them both. "Tock one, Mom? I wasn't bought," Diah snorted.

"Just one for the two, let's be romantic" mocked Marsel reviewed a smile.

"What's one message, what's two?" coconut sellers ensure.

"Two Sirs" Diah said. Soon two coconuts were presented, sure enough, one grain was drunk both and in the end did not run out.

"Say you want to take a boat? Come on" Marsel stood up to grab Diah's hand.

"really? Indeed Mas can row the boat," Diah hesitated. On the broad sea floor if not the expert paddling the boat, certainly terrible.

"Eh, you're underestimating, I'm a former great surf?" marsel said while pulling a boat on the beach.

"But it is not difficult either Mas, row one boat at sea. Rather than one person paddling two boats at times." said Diah with a sour face.

"In the end, the boat will sink one of them. Or maybe, both" Diah quipped expressionlessly. The two boats are; Bella and herself.

Marsel was immediately glued to the beach looking at Diah. Diah's words seemed to touch his heart to take off the boat he was holding.

"Are you quiet? So no?" Diah.

"You insinuating?" marsel was barely heard.

"Hehe.. if Mas feels insinuated, it is true, Mas has done it," said Diah his eyes fixed on the fishing boat.

"Now answer honestly Mas, can you row two boats at once, and can maintain balance? Until the boat gets to its destination?" Diah smiled slanted.

"Honey..." Marsel looked at Diah.

Diah turned his head slowly, looking into Marsel's dimming eyes did not have the heart either. "Come" cried Diah to help Marsel pull the boat to the edge.

"Let's go" Marsel was relieved, Diah no longer continued his silly words.

"Oh my God" Diah took a heavy breath, and in the end got into the boat but not the spirit as before.

Marsel paddles the boat, moves the paddle, skirting the blue sea. At first, they both laughed again.

The name of husband and wife, small and even large fights often occur. But how can we unravel the complexity of the household itself

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In the afternoon, at the villa. "Al, would you please talk to Mr. Marsel, dong? I don't want to sleep with Bella" Siska said pouting.

"Where could that be? This villa is no longer empty Sis, if you don't want to room with Bella, where to sleep, in the garden?" kelakar Aldo's.

"Loe sono, who sleeps in the garden, let it be a mosquito meal, continue.loe room, I used it," ketus Siska melengos annoyed.

"Yes already, I sleep outside, you keep sleeping with Mang Ade, the weathered bachelor, how?" Aldo held back a laugh.

"Ahahaha.. anyways, I already know the same room Mamang, you all ngusir gw again," Aldo laughed at Siska who was careless. At first Siska did not want to go because of trauma told to massage Bella like the other day at the office.

"Have not frowned, your face is getting worse, meningan help Non Diah same Marni." concluded Aldo who is arranging the furnace will burn the fish later tonight. Mang Ade was looking for firewood.

"Sucks. Uh!" sumpul Siska then stepped foot into the kitchen.

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"Bikin sambal is not much Non?" ask Marni who was washing the chilies.

"About Mar, it's enough for ten people" Diah replied. While they were talking, they heard footsteps approaching. Diah who was sitting on the floor looked up.

"Eh Mbak Siska" said Diah who was peeling cucumbers, and clean raw vegetables for lalapan later.

"What do you want to help?" siska asked coldly, actually lazy with Diah, but if it did not help her would have scolded Marsel. Siska then sat down in front of Diah carpeted.

"Surely, Sister Siska would help," Diah took a look at Siska's neat and well-groomed long nails, complete with nail polish, believing that Siska had never done any kitchen chores.

"Here I help!" Siska took the knife from Diah's hand. But Diah let it go.

Siska peeling cucumber. But without seeing the object, just look at the face of Diah who was sorting cabbage throw that if not fresh.

What the hell! This woman's special, to Marsel? Catik, no! clever, boro-boro! rich not really. What stood out from this woman was just her pug nose. The cheque! Marcels... Marsel" Inner Siska while continuing to stare at Diah flat. "Let's!" peekik Siska made Diah look up and Marni turned her head.

"Astagfirlullah's... Sister Siska? His hand was cut off" Diah was flabbergasted. Blood is pouring from Siska's finger. Siska grimaced withholding pain. "Thank you for the hand on Ma'am, keep pressing the base of the finger. Well, here. Hold on, yes, I'll take the medicine" Diah suggested that her blood doesn't keep flowing. Siska finally complies.

Diah ran towards the villa next door. "Mas... car keys, where?" panic in Diah's face.

"Oh, what's the matter, how do you panic?" Marsel handed me the car keys.

"Later to explain, now hurry" Diah ran away leaving Marsel still confused by his wife's attitude.

Diah punched the car remote looking for P3K. He immediately returned after getting what he was looking for.

"Here Ma'am, I treat" deftly Diah cleans the blood with alcohol, smears the drug, then rubs it with a bandage.

Siska could only be stunned by what she saw, she looked back at the face of Diah who was pressing on the bandage to keep it from coming off. Marsel chose Diah because she was a good person.

"It's been... Ma'am Siska better sit down, do not need to help," said Diah then hold P3K to return to the car.

"Wait" Siska grabbed Diah's hand. Diah stopped immediately. "What's wrong, Mommy?" Diah looked at Siska's face.

"Thank you" one word from Siska's mouth. Diah simply nodded with a smile then continued her footsteps.

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At night smoke billows, the smell of the smell of freshly cooked grilled fish makes the stomach rumble. Aldo, Mang Ade, and accompanied by some of their servants burned parts.

"Help me dong Sis! Loe's good, sitting doang" joked Aldo.

"Yeah.where can that be! I'm sick to know!" sahutnya while mantengin flat objects.

"Grove!" ketus Aldo's. That is how Aldo and Siska, always arguing, but not put into the heart by the two.

While Marsel sat down to relax with Lita while looking up at the moon and stars scattered.

"Papa.. There are shooting stars." cried Lita while jumping.

"Let's go get Pa" Lita pulled Marsel's palm.

"There is no dear. If we come there, we will not find anything" replied Marsel.

"But that was a fall near Pa. Come on" Lita kekeh wants to see a shooting star. "Yes already..." Marsel followed.

Lita hooked her index finger, to Papa's index finger, towards the shooting star. Bella, who was not far from there, had been watching. Seeing her husband and daughter away from the place immediately followed from behind. Her heart cheered it was time to approach the child and husband. Think Bella.

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