THERE'S ALWAYS A LEANING PLACE

Dobel Bride?

Just as Rio was eating his food, the tail of his eyes caught a familiar figure. He was with a girl. Rio felt foreign to the girl.

“Azka...” murmured Rio.

“Why, Mas?”  ask Ratna.

“Eh, no. Just continue eating you.”

Ratna continued eating. He felt that there was something Rio was hiding. However, he did not dare to ask further.

While continuing to eat her Rio many times stole a glance at the girl in front of him. He realized that Ratna was so adorable to eat.

Feeling that someone was paying attention, Ratna raised her head. For a few seconds the view collides. There are strange shakes that just infiltrate. Ratna herself had no idea what was happening with her chest that was rumbling.

Because of being caught stealing glances, Rio also had to spread a smile. Curvature in the lips formed by

reasons to cover up embarrassment.

“Mas Rio why?” ask Ratna lirih.

“Why what?” Rio pretended not to know.

“Kok nglihatin Ratna?” Ratna made the question clear.

Rio still pretended not to understand Ratna's intentions. He put on a confused face.

“That's how?”

“Ah, stop.” Ratna paused her intention of asking for an explanation.

Rio smiled again. He felt even more anxious looking at the girl in front of him.

“Rat, married the Mira will follow Mas Edi. Keep going, you're in the shop alone, dong. Not scared?” Rio's looking for a topic of conversation.

“There are others, really. The plan is, they sleep in the shophouse alternately. Indeed why? Mas Rio want to nemenin?”

Ratna was surprised by his words just now. He hurriedly covered his mouth Red hue dyed his cheeks. Rio was laughing seeing Ratna wrong.

“Can I if I get you?” Rio Goda.

“No,” replied Ratna briefly.

I don't know where his hilarious moves went. Ratna is like facing a killer lecturer who gives oral exams.

“Sorry, Mas Rio. I'm going to see Salsa first. Poor him I've been gone long enough. Assalamualaikum,” said Ratna as she moved out of her chair.

“Waalaikumsalam. Yes, thank you for accompanying me.” Rio also stood up. His gaze followed Ratna's steps.

“Cute girl. Her expression is adorable. How am I just realizing now, huh? Uh, what's going on? Why is my mind moving everywhere? Find Azka, ah. Who was the girl he was with, huh?”

Rio circulated his gaze throughout the room. However, his eyes had not yet caught that figure

being sought,

At the hotel lobby, Azka was talking to a girl wearing a maroon color robe. Azka seemed to ask the girl to follow her.

“Come on, I just rented a room for you. I'm not gonna fuck around. You sleep alone!” insist Azka.

“But..but u—uaku mediocre, Mas.” The girl looked nervous.

Azka painted a sincere smile. His face showed that he really wanted to help the girl.

“No need to think! I'm in charge. That was my family inside. Some also stay here. Relax!”

The girl in front of Azka still looked doubtful. The tip of the hijab is the target of her fingers squeeze to eliminate the fret that hit.

“Now it's night. It's not good girls are on the road alone. If you don't want to stay here, where do you want to stay?” say Azka again.

Finally the girl nodded. He followed Azka's advice.

The guy in blue batik brought the girl to the receptionist. After speaking for about 5 minutes, Azka took the maroon girl to the 2nd floor.

“Sorry, this is not a VIP room. It's okay, right?” asked Azka while turning to the girl who was walking beside her.

“Of course it doesn't matter. Azka was so good at helping me. I am also not the son of a rich man, where is still in college again,” replied the girl.

Upon reaching the room, Azka stopped. The key is still in his hand.

“You've saved my contact?” ask Azka again.

The girl nodded and replied, “Already.”

The girl received the key and answered Azka's greeting. He did not follow Azka's orders to enter the room but was still standing at the door. His gaze was directed towards Azka's back who continued to move away.

After Azka was not seen, she entered the room.  He slammed his body into a soft bed. A big smile adorns the little lips of the girl.

His memories immediately floated as he had just set foot into Gudheg City, This is not the first time coming to this city. However, this was first for him to come alone.

Once, he took the train, now took the bus. In the past, he arrived in Jogja was still afternoon, earlier he got off the bus after Maghrib.

After the magrib prayer, he intended to ask about the address he would go to the person there. Damn, he just found out the paper containing the address note that was stuck in the wallet has been lost. Yeah, lost it with his wallet.

Of course he panicked. Not only did he lose the paper, he also lost the contents of the other wallet. Money with magic cards is also not available. In his bag only left a few pieces of money.

He had almost cried confusion.His absurdity did not seem in the slightest. All that was left was panic and fear.

That was when the God of help came. Azka who just came out of the mini market with a bag filled with diapers and telon oil approached her. The guy was unsuspecting despite just getting to know. He also believed in Azka. His little heart said Azka was a good person.

Be he stranded at the hotel. A understanding Azka invited him to enjoy the dish. His hungry stomach makes him dismiss prestige and shame. He also satisfied his desire by spending a lot of delicious food.

***

The night continued to crawl closer to its peak. The excitement on the ground floor was over. The officers were busy cleaning the room.

In the bridal chamber, Edi and Mira are already inside. They were amazed by the sight. They didn't imagine their bridal room to be so beautiful.

Their marriage exceeded their expectations. The image of a simple wedding with guests of no more than 200 people has been buried since Gayatri arrived.

They also only resigned when the family was asked to fittings clothes. It was not just for them as brides. The family also made uniforms. Who is? Of course Via.

Edi also kept his budgeted money back to buy tickets. Farhan has prepared it.

This time, they were shocked the umpteenth time. They had no change of clothes other than those available in the room. To Mira, a black lingerie embarrassed her instead of playing when coming out of the bathroom.

Naturally they are still awkward. It's not strange if they're still shy. Because it was first for them.

In another room, Via was taken aback. No different from Mira, he saw the decoration of the room he entered like a bridal room. He turned his body, felt the wrong room.

“Why? How about turning right? Poor old Dedek is tired,” said Farhan who stood behind him.

“We got the wrong room. This is a room for Mas Edi and Mbak Mira,” replied Via.

Farhan laughing. He forced Via into the room.

“This is indeed the room for us. I ordered it. Mas Edi and Mira's room was there. Where

it is in the bridal room where baby cribs are provided,” said Farhan explained.

“Cock decoration like bridal room, many flowers here?” ask Via.

“Already, put Dedek in his crib! Let him rest!” farhan's orders.

Via according. Slowly she put her sleeping baby into the crib. After that, he intended to change the game. However, he was stopped because Farhan's hand was wrapped around his waist. She felt Farhan's heartbeat because her husband's chest was stuck to her back.

“Mas wants to repeat our first night after the reception. Love is holy, right?” whispered Farhan.

Via just nodded. She began to understand her husband's thoughts.

“Can Iftar, yes? Mas already missed,” whispered Farhan again.

As soon as Via nodded again, Farhan's hand immediately moved. She stripped the hijab that Via wore.

“Neither Mas Edi nor Mira have passed this bridal night. We too, dear,” said Farhan.

“Eh, bride already have children?” chirps Via.

Farhan laughed softly while looking at his son who was sleeping soundly in his crib.

“Fixed bobo, yes! Dad wants to repeat the wedding night with Mother,” said Farhan.

Finally, the night became a beautiful night for two pairs of people. One newlywed and the other a repeat bride.

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