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Getting Closer to Day H

“Hola, I dataaang!” dara in front of the house. Surprised Vita who was waiting for his arrival.

“Come-come instead of saying hello instead yell,” replied Vita, then see the souvenirs brought by her best friend. “What do you bring that, Dar?”

“Duren, duda cool.” Dara carrying two plastic bags containing the duren from his motorbike.

“The four brought souvenirs like this.”

“That's fruit from my home page, you should try.”

Vita received it and preceded the entrance into the house.

While Dara, she first washed her hands and feet. It has been a kind of habit since childhood, as taught by his parents; for so if entered into the house of the person who has a baby. According to trust—this kind of thing is done to prevent negative energy from coming in with it. Which of course can endanger the people who are encountered.

Whether you have to believe it or not, it seems there is no harm in following the actual advice either. After all, washing hands is necessary so that our hands are clean of dirt—more he has just traveled from a distance. The dust and smoke had touched his body.

“Cold once, brrrr,” said Dara went inside the house. "Assalamualaik."

"Waalaikumsalam" Vita replied. “Whatever I can, yes, eat duren fruit?”

“That can't eat his skin.”

“Izh!” Vita cebik. “That's me too tempe! Basic sucks.”

“So out there there are a lot of naughty youths. They said my tires were flat, but I just checked normally,” complained Dara when she was sitting in the middle room. Looking at Rayyan who has been playing alone since.

“It's common. Those people who used to pickpocket Mas Yudha.”

“Oh that's history you've told me?”

Vita. “But next time if it is colonized by them, let it be. Don't believe it, just keep going. Don't care. Precisely if you stop even dangerous!” he said a little high at the end of the sentence.

“Keep that crooked wallet back again or not?”

“My date until now has not. His phone is also.”

“Events!”

“Good the car broke down. Otherwise strike may be taken also the same they.”

“Eta explain!”

Vita could not help but laugh. “You sleep here only yes, today.”

Somewhat long ago he thought, before then he replied in a voice that sounded somewhat resigned. Yes, please.”

Because he feels right here. Fun place!

“Izin used to be with your mother.”

“Slight later,” replied Dara did not care much. He was busy playing with Rayyan who was actively responding to every chat. He likes to talk.

***

Yudha was preparing all her files to be handed over to the civilian office. Almost everything has been fulfilled, only the health test of the bride and groom will be done at the nearest hospital.

For the place, MUA, along with catering services and others, all he left to Uminya, because the youth who knew more about this.

These few days, he has been seen so busy that rarely at home, nor in the shophouse. Luckily there is a child Bi Retno who came from her hometown to work here, so that her mother is not too troubled.

Looks like Vita and Rayyan have Yudha picked up. Therefore, he decided to contact her first.

“Yes, Mom? What's up?” answer the voice from across the street as soon as the phone is connected.

“Our marriage requirements are almost fulfilled, just a health test. I'll pick you up tomorrow.”

“It's that fast?”

“Why? Still sitting there?”

“There is Dara here,” the answer sounds a bit whispering.

“He's staying at your house?”

“Iya, it's been a week.”

“Able once.”

“You want Dara to keep coming with us?”

Yudha asked so that she could help everything. But it depends on Dara herself.

“I have persuaded, but ... the length of the story.”

“No need to tell him I'm going there now. Maybe he's still at home.”

“Mas Yudha wants to drive alone again?” tanya Vita sounded a bit worried. “I mean let there be a substitute if at any time Mas Yudha again sleepy on the road. Caps back and forth.”

“Can't bring anyone else?”

“Why can't I? Yes can, dong.”

“Alright, I'll bring someone to help me drive. So ‘kan you want?”

“Hu’um.”

“What is he doing?” yudha asked to ask her son.

“Again play in front of the same house Dara. She's being a bit fussy.”

“He missed me?”

“Hem.”

“If his mother?”

“Maybe,” replied Vita. The woman did tend to be more pleased Yudha found the answer herself. I don't want this guy to be more confident. Because somehow, that looks annoying to him. It's inappropriate for an old man like him to be a slave of love!

“Then let me miss you.”

“Ya .. Yes, I hung up. I do a lot of work.”

“Kiss.”

“What!”

Yudha kept the phone away from her ear. Quickly his hands rubbed the ears that immediately buzzed.

“Just ask for a kiss you just yell so?” ask Yudha astonished.

“Muah!”

The phone was immediately closed after Vita said so which clearly sounded very sincere. Where's the fault?

But it's quite fun. She was the only wife who was more challenging!

***

The next day, Vita wakes up early to cook a lot of food. He also does everything from washing clothes, to cleaning the house, along with empty rooms that will be occupied by two men. His feeling was that Yudha would take Alif with her. Yeah, him. If not him, then who else?

“One morning wake up, Bu?” dara asked as she rubbed her eyes. “Buset. Still six o'clock cooking is cooked all.” The girl was shocked when she saw the smoke of food billowing on the table.

“Yes maybe you want breakfast earlier,” replied Vita cover. He didn't want Dara to leave after knowing who was coming. It's nothing, Dara does always look a bit risky if close to men. Moreover, the man was her husband. Evidently when they were hired before.

“Lying, ah. This much time.” Dara suspects.

“The cooking is a little bit? Let it be eaten during the day.”

Dara tried to believe even though she wasn't so sure. But a few minutes later, his suspicions were undeniable. The roar of the stopped car made the girl stare at Vita with a sharp glare.

“You lied.”

Vita just smiled, she could not dodge the reality anymore.

It's not just that that's what made Dara lie. He was also given a surprise with the arrival of Alif who was mesmerizing so he immediately shouted stifled. “Oh my God!”

The man knocked on the door. Seen from the reflection of the glass both of them dressed very dashing.

Not until the two entered the house, the fragrance has spread throughout the entire corner. Really tickled his faith.

“Perhaps you miss,” said Vita chuckled, then passed near the door.

“I was framed,” Dara muttered.