Three Years Different

103 (2) :

"If so .. means Papa should thank Papa's son-in-law, right?" said Mr. Gautama by opening and staring at the child from the side.

Mardiyah looked down at her fingers. "Have you finished talking?"

"Not yet."

"What do you want to talk about?"

Mr. Gautama rubbed his face with both hands. "Papa ends the conversation, if you're willing to fulfill Papa's wishes, son."

"You're too demanding."

"Papa has always been like this" explained Mr. Gautama. "Hug Papa for a moment. At least, so that Papa can really sincerely let you stay with Lutfan. Just tell me that hug is Papa's best blessing for your wedding."

That remark .. My chest hurts, the inner Mardiyah who involuntarily sucked her hand from inside the veil and held onto the chest. "Yes," she said.

"Yes?" Netra Pak Gautama. Eyes that are accustomed to staring at people flat and cold. Now it changed softly, staring at the princess. "You granted Papa's request?"

Mardiyah nodded, still looking down she changed position slightly to the side. Then his hands stretched out slowly, welcoming a hug, with one of the hands on his waist and the other on his shoulder.

"A .. yeah ..."

A tear is a full welcome to this father and son's embrace. Mardiyah never thought of hugging her father again. Similarly, Gautama never thought that the child would grant his request.

"I'm sorry Papa, son," said Gautama.

Mardiyah shook her head in her father's arms. "sorry. It should be .. I .. I'm sorry, Dad."

Again he wept Zanitha, the inner Gautama with still hugging his son tightly. "Whatever your mistake Papa has forgiven. Because whatever's guilty is Papa, son."

"Stop crying" continued Gautama who rubbed Mardiyah's head covered by a veil. "Papa doesn't want your show to have a sad start like this. Papa wants you to smile happily, son."

When Mardiyah was about to answer. A brief kiss landed on his head. "Dad comes later? Sitting away from me is not pa-pa. Just so you don't embarrass me, you have to admit a kid like me."

Papa will never be ashamed, inner Gautama.

"You're crying?"

Mardiyah nodded with a swipe of her left and right eyes alternately.

"here, Mar. I hugged" said Lutfan again, who asked his wife to come closer. "Come here."

Mardiyah approached. It was fortunate that the makeup artists had yet to come, and in this room there was only herself and Lutfan. Her husband sat on the bed, while Mardiyah approached and sat down.

"Nurse ... "

"What?"

Mardiyah was silent for a moment. "You ... Is my father's permission to come to the reception?"

"Yes, Mar. Didn't H-weeks we've been there asking him to come Mr Manggala?"

Mardiyah nodded. "I knew. Ta .. pi, you said right .. You can't forgive me. So I-I---"

"Mar, do you think I'd be that bad?" Lutfan's hand turned on his wife's back. "It's our happy day together. Would I be selfish to prevent your family from coming? I'm not, Mar. I don't want to be here happy just me. I also want you to be happy with the arrival of your whole family." Even ... I secretly came to Rajendra too, Mar. At least the man should be told. To be more polite, Mar. I don't want him to suddenly make a noise at our wedding reception, continued Lutfan in his heart.

"Thank you, Lutfan."

"Yes." Yeah." Lutfan put his hands on his wife's hands. "Let's stand. Don't go under that, Mar."

Mardiyah stood. The two netra were directly staring at each other, and the focus of Mardiyah's eyes on Lutfan's slightly gaping lips. Then consciously Mardiyah slightly lowered her lips on the chewy object belonging to the husband.

Lutfan was honestly surprised. But some time he began to follow the flow of the lip game of the wife. Then consciously Lutfan pulled Mardiyah closer to deepen the kiss. Even the hand that had originally rubbed the waist was now fingered on the wrist, passed on the arm and stopped right at the twin hills.

"Ah."

Mardiyah took off a kiss suddenly, her legs were a little weak, this strange vibration she always felt when Lutfan touched in that place. Honestly, he was too sensitive in that place. "Lut .. fan, ah ..."

"Do you like it, Mar?"

Mardiyah. But for a moment it shook. "Lutfan .. quit."

"You started it" said Lutfan slowly.

But I'm just gonna kiss my lips, inner Mardiyah.

Spontaneous hand Lutfan immediately stopped his action at that place. When looking at a woman who is none other than a makeup artist. "Mar, the makeup artist has come," he said.

"Excuse me, Ma'am Mardiyah is Mas Lutfan, huh?

Mardiyah lowered her head, stared at the chest for a moment, then confirmed her irregular veil. "Yes, Mommy." Mardiyah immediately turned around and smiled faintly. "I want to eat first, Ma'am?"

"No pa-pa, Ma'am Mardiyah. Go ahead. This first make up is God willing fast. Besides not too heavy as a second make up later," explained the makeup artist.

"Thank you, Ma'am."