There Will Be Rainbows After Rain

Episode 31

Advice and desire that is often conveyed by his mother, made him think of it all. Moreover, the laughter and great expectations of those who were so enthusiastic about him who wanted a grandchild after they came home from the honeymoon made Irena's heart a little weakened making him unable to refuse the request, because he also likes children.

While sitting pensively thinking about it all while sipping coffee given by Kania, Dika suddenly looked at his face.

"Are you okay?" tanya Dika who also enjoyed the coffee given by her sister-in-law.

"Huh? Yes I'm fine. Just a little thought where are we really going? If I ask, you must say surprise surprise, make it lazy to ask again" said Irena.

"HAHAHAHA so you're thinking about that? I guess you're thinking about what our parents say about having kids"

"Hemm okay, here's the ticket you can see where we're going"

"What's? The Maldives, Oh God. Seriously?" asked Irena while giving a big smile on her face.

"Thankyou, it's beautiful place. I'm so happy. It's my dream" Irena said as she opened her glasses, hugging her husband suddenly.

"I'm glad to see you happy like this my wife, how? I didn't choose the wrong place, did I? Maybe we'll be there long? It could be a month or two months or even more if you want, until I can score and bring the winning cup before we go back home" Dika replied.

Irena, who heard that, immediately let go of her embrace. His cheeks began to blush red, he immediately lowered his head down using his glasses back.

"Ehemm . don't need to discuss the issue. Make my mood so messy" said Irena again.

"Don't be shy dong, same husband himself as well. We need to relax and enjoy our journey. No debate no quarrel, there is only the romance of the two of us like a newly married couple. Agreed? Promise?" tanya Dika pointed her little finger.

"E-mm yeah let's see. I can't promise that the problem, depending on you don't cross the line"

"Come on! When you just started our honeymoon, you still say boundaries? But he said he did not want to be a bad wife. He said he was afraid of sin. Where, very quickly changed his mind, like a young High School child aja labile"

Irena just glanced annoyedly not answering a word, she again sipped the coffee in her hand.

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Irena and Dika had already departed and were now above the clouds. During the trip, Irena did not talk to her husband, she chose to listen to music with earphones and see clouds from behind the plane window.

"You thrush? Wanna drink?" asked Dika who had noticed that her palace had not spoken to her at all.

Irena turned her head and shook her head in annoyance, she tried to restrain herself. Refraining from fear but behaving as usual, even though his heart was beating so fast. Somehow not as usual he suddenly felt afraid, afraid that the plane they were boarding would fall.

"What if this plane suddenly crashed, when happiness began to be felt? Because all my life, every time I feel happiness, something happens. Whether it's sadness or death"

He again refrained from dismissing all bad thoughts, considering the events that have occurred so far.

There was no more talk between them during the long journey, until the plane landed at Ibrahim Nasir and Male Airport. Of course there was someone waiting for them, a twenty-year-old man wearing white clothes and peci on his head while holding a board with the words Mr and Mrs Andika Mahesa was immediately approached by them.

"Mrs. Andika Mahesa and Mrs. Shirena Indira?" ask the man.

"My E-iya Irena, just call Irena and this is my husband Dika" Irena replied politely.

"His husband? Wah began to be recognized as I HIHIHII" muttered Dika in his heart.

"Include me, I'm Ibrahim" he said with a hand and they were happy to respond.

"Mas Ibrahim was originally from the Maldives? How do you speak Indonesian?" asked Irena in wonder.

"Oh no, I'm a native of Indonesia. I've only lived here a long time with my wife. And my wife who is also a tour guide here" he explained.

"Em pantesan, I was surprised" said Irena.

"Biasalah mas, my wife this person really likes to be curious. I like to think hard, make my head hurt. Admired ya mas" said Dika suddenly.

Ibrahim smiled, "Do you want to walk now?"

"Ah, yes" answered Dika.

Irena, who was still upset by Dika's words, chose to walk alone leaving behind her suitcase and all their luggage.

"I help you here" Ibrahim said as he picked up a suitcase and walked towards the car.

They put the items in the trunk of the car and make sure no one is left behind.

Irena sat in front with Ibrahim, and Dika sat in the back.

"Ren, you really .." said Dika who had not been able to continue his speech but Irena just went inside the front car.

"Hem rasain justin there, let's know the taste. Ngeselin anyway!" Irena Mumm.

Ibrahim turned his head and smiled faintly at the behavior of the husband and wife who still looked timid.

"Same mom just got married?" ask Ibrahim.

Irena smiled, "Can't you know?"

"Such a look is still shy"

"My wife if in front of people pretending to be a mas, even though if again at home aggressive, but not too long ago also not embarrassed anymore mas HEHEHEE" replied Dika.

Hearing Dika's reply, suddenly made Irena clench her hand, inflamed even more upset. The hunger she endured upon reaching the airport made her want to eat her husband alive.

"Well, look for a storm, wait for my vengeance. Guaranteed to ask for forgiveness" Irena murmured.

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A retribution?

What would Irena do with her husband?

Well, what kind of retaliation does Readers fit in with? HAHAHHAAA

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