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Romance Wedding

Chapters 13.

After two days in Beringin, finally Haikal and Ros so moved to the city despite previously filled with drama because his parents did not have the heart to leave. Though yesterday, mother has strongly agreed—but why today, for some reason else?

However, they still go using public transportation from Terminal to Pariaman.

“Sometimes in life, we do have to be a little pushy,” Haikal said as they were on their way, talking about mothers who were still crying when left behind. “Maybe initially they will be sad, but I'm sure long-time they will definitely get used to.”

“Mother is like that, because she never separated from me.” Ros turned her head, looked at her husband, “Please forgive mother, yes.”

“You rest easy, later we will visit there often. I think from here to Pariaman is not too far away like before. Now the road is getting easier.”

Ros nodded, the woman put her head on her husband's shoulder and then responded with a gentle kiss on his head.

“If you sleepy sleep, I will wake up when I get to.”

Ros agreed, until shortly, Haikal's shoulders began to feel heavy. A sign that the woman is really slumbering on her shoulder.

The man smilingly looked at the beautiful street they were passing by. He was unceasingly grateful for the grace given to him because of this one. Aged on the bus with the woman he loved. In a halal bond.

A few dozen minutes later, the bus entered the city. Haikal wakes Ros up so he first gets ready before the bus stops.

“Where are your things?”

“Only here,” point it down they sit.

“Let me take.”

Bus stops. The two got off and walked a little into the cluster of housing, then stopped at the very end of the house that stood most majestic among the others.

“Yuk, login!” haikal's Order.

“Daddy equals Bundo where?” ross asked for their unseen existence.

“They are rarely at home during the day. Regular, outside.” Haikal took her to one of the rooms there, “This is my room. Room we both I mean.”

Suddenly Ros sat down, then laid his body on the bed to straighten his muscles. “I'm still sleepy ...”

“Rest, I want to take a shower first,” Haikal said taking off his top clothes. But instead of going into the bathroom, the man was lying next to him. Ros resigned when he asked for his rights during the day like this— because he liked it too.

Duh! This is the new behavior. Moreover, the situation is also very supportive. Slender.

In the afternoon, when the day began to evening, finally Kauman and Dawiya returned home. He was shocked when he saw that his two children were already there.

“Eh, my goodness, our son is home, Dad!” pekik Dawiya hugged his two children simultaneously. “Until what time are you guys?”

“We arrived this morning, Bun..” replied Ros.

“Alhamdulillah,” said Kauman saw both, especially when he saw the table was filled with food. Not wanting to waste an opportunity. He pulled out a chair and immediately spooned the rice. “This, if you have a daughter. There is food home. Same as boys. Boro-boro cook. He who is at home even we who are yelled he said empty pot.”

Haikal just grinned wide to find his father's confession just now.

“Bundo taste all men like that. Including you too,” his wife's cuteness makes Kauman glanced sharply, but still greedy to eat his afternoon because his stomach was rumbling.

“Thank you yes, Ros. Already cooked, so Dad can eat directly.”

“Sama-sama, Bun...”.

“This house is quite big, Ros. Maybe Bundo rarely cleaned because he was busy. Don't be surprised, yeah. Please understand,” said Dawiya told his son-in-law, “but tomorrow-tomorrow, because this house has added new members, insyaallah Bundo want to hire people to help.”

“Padahan Ros can do it—”

“Eh, no!” sela Dawiya, “I have a daughter-in-law to accompany my son, not to be a housekeeper. Like before, you cook. Bundo is glad you did. But if you can't—biasalah, women must have a lot of obstacles. We can just buy it. Kan, many food vendors in front.”

Ros just smiled. Admiring this female figure in front of him that looked so good.

“For the past few days, Haikal may not have been able to support you because he is still unemployed. If later it takes anything, just say the same Mother. Let us be in charge.”

“Yes, it's okay, Bun. After all, Ros also does not have an urgent need.”

“Don't be surprised later with my son. Haikal in addition to being insensitive, he is also stubborn and has a mind that is quite confusing. So hold on.”

Ros chuckled, she realized her husband was indeed strange and confusing. But still, he felt lucky. If not, they will never meet.

Ros also recounts the beginning of their meeting. When Haikal was tricked into being a ustaz so he ended up pretending and stuck with his own game.

“If you remember it's funny, yes.”

“Iya, Bun. During those days, he tried hard to be able to memorize all the reading or material that will be delivered tomorrow. So it continued for days. It may be dizzy, but felt alone until it is finished. He is indeed strange.”

“He was happy to trouble himself. Even though his fate is not necessarily good. Did you not suspect that time?”

“Not too obvious if he's lying. In our eyes, he looked so earnest that no one realized he was actually a fake. But, who made Omku into a sprain, he used to be very judes and sucks.”

“Inright!” said Dawiya so excited to cuddle his son while chewing snacks. He was very happy because he finally could have a friend who was a frequency with him. “Can he speak publicly?”

“Can, Bun. Smooth even, likes to joke the guy.”

“Can know if he lied it how the story is?”

Ros explained, a few days before Haikal came to—ada Pak RT who came to the house and conveyed; that the religious scholars sent by the government were indeed canceled to come to Beringin.

“Actually that time we already knew everything. Frankly, I was very disappointed. But wait for Haikal to admit it himself.”

“Lying or not, he said he wasn't scolded?”

“No, Bun. Although my father was strict, he was not the angry type. But because he dared to be honest, he became increasingly convinced that Haikal was indeed the person responsible.”

“Hopefully in the future don't be a thief again. Then again, don't give her a chance to enter the house! Just tell him to sleep under the bridge.”

Ros laughed because of his words. And at the same time, the suspect came to comment, “Yeah, again on what nonsense? My ears are hot.”

“Regular... a day only women do not ghibah, can itch his mouth,” sahut Kauman sounds fierce.

“Alah, Dad also said Bundo, kok,” reply Haikal complained and messed things up.

“You slept outside?” dawiya Ancam.

“Tuh, right? I said what? Women are always right.” Kauman spread his hands and slightly spread his shoulders until all laughed.

The fourth is a happy and happy family. Moreover, lapse some time from that month, Ros suspected had begun to contain. Characterized by strange behavior every morning, namely the characteristics of morning sickness that is commonly experienced by young pregnant people.

Seriate....