Trapped in the Love of Brondong

89

Bias of sunlight entering through the open window. The girl with hair that was in just any cepol had completed her morning ritual. The red apron was still attached to the body, as both hands stopped by hugging his waist.

"Good morning my wife." Adzka put his chin on his wife's shoulder.

"Again, doctor! oh, don't stick around, I'm bauk!" Juna tried to peel off her husband's embrace.

"Yes, it stinks. But I still love."

"Ouch! Mother comes at this inopportune time!" Cindy closed her eyes with her fingers open, pecking right in front of the couple who had just been halal.

"Deliver, Mas." Whisper Juna, the name of the mas is more in use Juna when he persuaded the handsome man. Adzka also said, even though his face seemed to change.

"Yok breakfast, Bun." take Adzka, he also pulled a dining chair for Cindy and for her. The doctor who was neat with his work clothes was without hesitation scooping the fried rice that still showed a puff of smoke.

"Adzka wants to work? don't take a vacation, son?" Cindy looked at the neat Adzka

"Loh, yeah. Juna don't see, Bun. Do you want to work?" the look on his face could not cover his disappointment

"Yes, Adzka didn't take time off, Bun. After the reception, a few days off. It's okay, honey." Adzka pulled back the waist of Juna who was standing next to him.

"You said it couldn't be possible either. It's neat gini. Yes, there's work already." the woman turned tight, the hand that wrapped around her slender waist she took off forcibly.

"Mother, Juna to the room first." looked at Cindy with teary eyes.

Running, Juna opened his apron and threw it in any direction. Those tears are now dripping hard.

"It's really weird my fate. His proposal was to wear a nightgown, one day after marriage at work anyway. It's perfect!" Juna went into the bathroom, slammed the door. The tap water spray deliberately left open even though the tub is full even the water has spilled. That way her sobs can't be heard by anyone.

For almost half an hour, Juna still did not come out of the bathroom. The sound of knocking on the door he ignored and did not even say.

"Darling, showering or draining the tub anyway. For a long time" Adzka's voice even more to make his emotions become more.

"My beautiful wife, sweet one, kind one, open the door. Don't worry me!" adzka's voice was clear, Juna had closed the water faucet. But he remained silent without a word.

"Darling ... mas depart yes!" the speech made Juna stomp his feet, the door opened.

"Yes, just go there! don't come home here." Juna came out in the same clothes and there was no change in his body.

"Not a shower yet?" Adzka.

"Handwears missed. Yes already there go wait what else? later the patient is waiting, kasian." without looking at Adzka, Juna already holds the handle of his room door.

"Don't get mad! Mas, just go to the hospital for a minute." Adzka pulled Juna's arm, the slender body was now in his arms.

"Issh, who's angry. Release, Mas. I smell onions!" Juna tried to get out of Adzka's arms that locked her body.

"Wildamah! I like that you're either smelly or smelly. After all, my wife smells more often than she smells." Adzka cupped onto Juna's two cheeks.

"Felt! enjoy your wife who always smells this then. Who told you to love me." Juna.

"I've been very eager to enjoy it, but God still won't allow it because your guests are present. See him when he gets home. I'll enjoy it even if you don't shower for a week I don't care." Adzka's answer made the girl's cheeks blush.

"Mas went yes, sorry if the first edition after her marriage must be a work stay first. Ten o'clock, God willing, I'm done, get ready! we're going home. Mama Lia and dad will come along too." Adzka kissed Juna on the forehead, leaving the girl who seemed to want to ask.

Adzka's white car parked outside the house drove away from the housing complex.

"Be careful, Mommy." Juna waved his hand from behind the curtains, he peeked out from behind the window of his room Adzka certainly did not see it.

"Hour ten!? hah ... it's still a long time. Take the shower later." Juna hung back his towel which he had already put on his shoulder. Pick up dirty clothes in a basket and bring them down.

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The red-thorched girl appeared to dry her hair, after polishing her face with thin makeup. The time still shows at 9.45 minutes. Although Adzka had sent him the news that he had been on the road, Juna undoes his intention to immediately wear his hijab.

He took the flat object that was still charged. "Oh yes, sms Marchel!" Juna reopened the message he received last night. Look at the photo that shows the figure that he also missed.

"Hm ... Mama!" Juna smelled the photo.

"If I reply, Adzka is angry, right?!" the girl was worried, making Adzka jealous was the first thing she should avoid in her married life.

"Hah, permission will be first, ribet ntar if the possessive jealous." Juna opened the window curtain, The sound of the car door being closed convinced him the husband had arrived. Running, he went down the stairs.

"Assalamu'alaikum!" adzka sweet said

"Wa'alaikumsalam." Juna kissed the back of Adzka's hand.

"The miss!" Adzka hugged Juna from behind, Juna who was about to return to his room stopped his steps.

"What person, Mom? just three hours did not see me miss? hayoo .. who's it!" Juna pulled the nose that was almost like a pinocchio.

"What the hell! let alone three hours, dear. Five minutes of not seeing you I can't handle it." the glasses guy.

"Hahaha, you little shit! Take off dong, ticklish. So go, right, Mas? what are we bringing mama?!"

"Mama? meaning?"

"We're going to Mom's, right?"

"Who said?"

"So, he said to the house."

"To our house, dear."

"Our house?" Juna remembered ijab qabul. A set of prayer supplies, a ring, and a house became the dowry that Adzka gave at that time.

"Already, no need to grunt eyebrows that way. Let's put the hijab on, we're leaving now."

The two walked up the stairs. There is no happiness other than holding hands while walking, hugging each other while sleeping for a pair of newlyweds. The day became very long and the night became so short. As if you do not want to separate, it feels like you want to stop working but the salary still flows in our account. The world belongs only to the other two.

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