The Widow's Choice

Romantic

Rahman and Nurul tread the path to enter the area held wedding reception of one of Rahman High School friends. Sayup-sayup sounds of romantic music snuffling into the ear. Nurul's a little nervous.

"Mas," Nurul said slowly as he looked at Rahman. His height is now level with Rahman, because of the wedges he wears.

"Calm down, don't be nervous. Be ordinary! You're my wife now!" Rahman tried to calm Nurul down. He knew Nurul was nervous at the moment.

Rahman let go of his embrace. "Come on, hold on my arm!"

Nurul welcomed him. He immediately grabbed Rahman's arm. "Don't hold it too tight, Deck pain."

"Sorry Mas, sorry," Nurul grew nervous. Rahman rubbed Nurul's hand gently.

The atmosphere of the wedding is very pronounced when they get inside the building. White wedding decorations are very dominant. The bride and groom look harmonious and awesome with matching colored clothes. The guests were busy with their own conversations.

Rahman immediately invited Nurul to the stage. He immediately greeted the groom who was his friend during High School.

"Haydar! Congratulations on your marriage. Finally you release your dual status," said Rahman who immediately embraced the groom.

"Please Man. When are you Man? Don't want what?" goda Haider.

"I? I took it off earlier than you, hhaha,"

"No trust in me. Where's evidence?"

Rahman immediately embraced Nurul. "This is my wife,"

"Ah is impossible! No news at all Man. No news on the group or sosmed. Wherever possible, a Rahman Abdullah married without being known to the public at all" Haidar argued.

"There is no reception like this, only a small one at home" Rahman said. Nurul just silently looked at the two people who were arguing.

"I don't believe Man. A minute!" Haidar asked the MC to bring the mic to the stage. Music is also reduced volume.

"Gentlemen, please pay attention for a moment!" all turn their attention to the groom. "I want to ask, does anyone know if our friend Rahman Abdullah, one of the reliable business people from the city of D**** has released his dual status?" said Haidar using a mic in his hand. Everyone stared at Rahman and Nurul.

Nurul was surprised to hear Haidar's words. He started to sweat cold. Body shaking. He never likes being the center of attention. Moreover, his position was now very easy to see by everyone.

"I know," answered four people simultaneously. Shodiq, Rika, Burhan and Nana.

"really? Is there any evidence? Wedding photos maybe?"

Rahman immediately patted Haidar on the shoulder. Give up her phone and show her wedding video. His left hand held tightly to Nurul's trembling hand.

"Right turned out," murmured Haidar. "Sorry Man doubted you" said Haidar, returning Rahman's phone. The audience returned to their activities.

"Congratulations on your marriage" Rahman said, hugging Nurul tightly. Be awake if it falls.

"Thank you Man. Congratulations on your marriage, too" said Haidar. "We'll take a picture of Man!"

Nurul looked at Rahman sadly. "Sorry Dar, my wife doesn't like to be photographed, sorry,"

"All right, it's okay." Haidar feels guilty for Rahman and Nurul.

Rahman and Nurul soon left the stage. Rahman led Nurul to a row of empty seats. He placed Nurul in one of the chairs.

"I'll get you a drink first! You sit here for a minute!" Nurul just nodded slowly. His body is still trembling.

Rahman rushed to get a drink. He returned with two glasses of water. He immediately gave it to Nurul. Nurul slowly began to calm down.

"Sorry, Dek! I didn't know it was going to be like this" said Rahman, half-couching before Nurul. Nurul nodded slowly.

"Aren't you Papa Rul?" ask Rika.

"No papa Mbak Ka," Nurul slightly forced his smile.

"Haidar's mad man!" aspir Rica.

"Udah Mbak Ka," said Nana calming.

They also enjoyed the party. But not Nurul. He sat still and didn't say much. Not even a single dish. Being the center of attention is something Nurul fears. He does not have high self-confidence. He will be very nervous when he becomes the center of attention.

"Back yuk Dek!" invite Rahman who has been sitting next to Nurul.

"But Mas Rahman hasn't greeted Mas's friends?"

"More times can. Now go home yuk!"

"Sorry Mas, Nurul is troublesome," Nurul looked down miserably.

"Yes, you are a hassle!" Rahman pulls Nurul's chin. "Bother, because it's too pretty tonight,"

Nurul just stared at Rahman. Looking at her husband's face. Rahman looked at Nurul's charming face. He saw Nurul's little, nude lips tonight. Rahman began to tilt his head and push it forward.

"Mas, in public!" nurul's speech made Rahman aware. Rahman smiled and re-established his head.

"Udah yuk home!" Rahman stood up and held Nurul's hand.

"But, Miss Rika is the same as Ms Nana?"

"Udah biarin's. They will also return home by themselves,"

Rahman and Nurul leave the reception area. "You wait here for a minute, I'll get the car! Poor you walk away wearing those kayak shoes,". Nurul nodded obediently.

Nurul sat in a wooden chair near the security guard post. Rahman came by his car shortly. Nurul immediately went up and they left the event building.

"You want to go for a walk?" ask Rahman.

"You hungry? Why not say?" Rahman smiled at Nurul. "But baby, let's find a place to eat first!" rahman's left hand rubbed Nurul's stomach.

Nurul's heart was racing as Rahman's hand rubbed his stomach. He doesn't know what to do. The nervousness returned. He even had trouble swallowing his saliva.

"What do you want to eat?"

"Eemmhh, meatballs equal ice cream," Rahman frowned. He looked at Nurul questioningly.

"okay! We'll buy meatballs first!" Rahman immediately looked for a meatball stall that was still open. He stopped his car at a meatball stall that still looked crowded at the hour that almost showed at nine p.m.

"You wait a minute, I'll get you a change of sandals in the trunk!" Rahman got out of the car. He's headed for the back of the car. Take a pair of flip-flops that he always prepared if he was traveling.

Rahman opened the car door for Nurul. "Here's your leg!" Rahman slightly bowed and pulled Nurul's leg. He removed the wedges Nurul was wearing and replaced them with his flip-flops.

"It's more convenient, right?" asked Rahman after finishing replacing Nurul's sandals. Nurul smile.

They went into the shop and ordered meatballs. Not to forget they also ordered to be taken home. For Mbok Tum and Pak Slamet.

After they finished eating, they decided to go home. "You wait in the car, Dek, I'll get some ice cream at the minimarket!"

Nurul complies with Rahman's request. Rahman then ran small towards the minimarket on the road. It didn't take long, but Rahman returned with a plastic bag containing two large boxes of ice cream.

"A lot of it?"

"And I want to too. Can you do that much on your own?"

"Ah, hihi. It could be like Mas,"

"Yaudah, I'll ask of you a little" Rahman raised his naughty eyebrows. Nurul looked at Rahman confusedly.

They went straight home. When we got home, the clock showed ten o'clock in the evening. Rahman heads to the kitchen to deliver the meatballs he bought for Mbok Tum and Pak Slamet.

"Mbok, this is a meatball for Mbok tum same Mr. Slamet. One please save Mbok, just in case Nurul gets hungry tonight,"

Nurul heads to the living room with her ice cream. He could not wait to eat it soon. Rahman returned from the kitchen. He carried a small spoon in his hand. He handed it to Nurul.

"Mas Rahman didn't ask?" nurul asked while receiving a spoon.

"So dong! Bribe!" Rahman.

Nurul smile. He opened a box of ice cream. Full spooning and feeding into his own mouth. He slips his tongue at Rahman.

"Mas Rahman can't ask!"

Rahman then snatched the ice cream in Nurul's hands. And hide the others. Nurul just held his spoon.

"Aahh Mas, here's the ice cream!" pinta Nurul spoiled.

"Mas wants to!"

"Yes yes. Here Mas, Nurul bribe!"

"No! It's the bribe!"

Nurul finally relented, then handed the spoon in his hand. They spent a box together. Open the second box until there is a little left.

"Splattered Deck of your mouth," Rahman cleaned the remaining ice cream on the tip of Nurul's lips with his hand.

Rahman held Nurul's chin for quite a while. Look at the lips he just wiped. Nurul. He felt his heart beating so fast.

Rahman began to advance his head closer to Nurul's face. Stare intensely at those little lips. Until the distance is only a few inches from Nurul's lips. Suddenly Nurul turned his face away.

"Nurul change clothes first Mas," Nurul moved from the sofa.

Rahman stood up. He held Nurul by the hand as Nurul was about to climb the stairs. Pulling and turning Nurul's body to fall into his arms.

They hugged for quite a while. Rahman started to release her slowly. He walked forward forcing Nurul to reverse his steps. He restrained Nurul on the wall near the stairs.

"You are so beautiful, baby!" whispered Rahman in Nurul's ear.

Nurul widened his eyes. Rahman whispers make the fur on his body bristles perfectly. His heart beats faster. His blood sighed uncharacteristically.

Rahman stared at Nurul's bead. His right hand grabbed Nurul's nape. And without them noticing, the two lips had already intertwined. Nurul who had refused, now warmly welcomed the husband's game. She let her husband play his tongue in her mouth. Stirring and playing tongue.

Rahman deepened his game. He hugged his wife's body. Nurul who was washed away, she held her husband's shirt. Squeezing it so hard. They kissed for a long time. They taste and play with each other's tongue. At last, Nurul turned his head back and let go of his kiss.

"Nurul was tired of Mas standing," Rahman smiled and kissed his wife's lips, which were now reddened by his actions.

Rahman bowed slightly, then carried Nurul's body. He took her up the stairs to their room.

"Mas, embarrassed there is Mbok Tum with Mr. Slamet," said Nurul while hitting Rahman's chest softly.

"Wildamah! If they want, they can be alone. You forget, Mbok Tum is not his wife Mr Slamet?" rahman answered while twisting one eye.

Slowly, Rahman sat Nurul in his bed. Rahman squatted in front of him. "Rest! I don't want you to get tired" Rahman said, peeping at the backs of Nurul's hands.

Nurul just nodded. He was still trying to master his feelings after his long kiss. He stood up and changed his clothes. Rahman did the same after Nurul finished.

Nurul put his body on the bed. Followed by Rahman who also laid his body beside Nurul. Rahman turned Nurul's body behind him. Pull her into his arms. He kissed his wife's forehead long enough.

"Thank you so much baby" Rahman said softly as she tightened her arms.

Nurul nods lightly in Rahman's arms. He smiled happily. He never thought Rahman would treat him so special today. Although something unpleasant happened earlier, but Rahman redeemed it very beautifully.