
Anitha and Mr. Nan climbed to the top floor and the luxurious room that had been decorated with therapeutic scented candles. Visible roses and lilies in a bouquet of flowers.
Anitha did not want to decorate her mattress with rose petals. Anitha wants her bed clean. Enough of him and master Nan who would decorate the bed with their affection.
Ceklek, the door of the room has been opened by Mr. Nan. Anitha was gently pushed to enter first. Only mister Nan followed.
Anitha chose to sit on the edge of her bed. His heart is so flowery. Being married to the half-boule master Nan made her feel a sense of romance.
"Kanda, my body feels sultry and so sticky. Can Kanda help me unzip this dress." Pinta Anitha was spoiled and respectful, with no tone of command to her husband.
"Don't zipper dear, even this dress can kanda tolongi," said Mr. Nan teasing his wife.
"Kanda, I'm so tired. Can I ask your permission for tonight's leave?" door's welding.
"Dear, kanda was just kidding. Dinda kanda just accompany the bath yeah, kanda just traumatized in the hotel room."
"Dinda first yes, Kanda later," said Anitha.
"Why, embarrassed?" goda mister Nan to his wife.
Anitha just smiled. He just felt uncomfortable to take a shower. During her first three years of marriage, Anitha never once bathed. Now Mr. Nan invites the routine to clean up both of them.
"We're married now, why shame?" mister Nan asked, her hands have been duty-free from stripping off the trinkets in Anitha's dress.
"Just feel a little uncomfortable Kanda." Anitha said frankly.
"Later if we get used to being comfortable too. We will be both busy. Kanda wants, there are moments for us to replace our busy lives" said Mr. Nan patiently.
She understood Anitha who became a wife, when only as a housewife and now as a career woman must be much different. Mr. Nan doesn't want to be ignored.
"Yes Kanda, you understand. But the promise of yes does not make you sin because you refuse Kanda."
"Yes promise, come on. Ready it even though we do not sleep, at least we can rest straighten the waist."
"Thank you Kanda, I'm grateful to know you."
Mr. Nan affectionately kissed the top of Anitha's head. Now Anitha has opened her hijab and Mr. Nan helps open Anitha's dress.
They went into the bathroom. Purely just want to do self-cleaning activities. "Be careful, if there's a tired feeling say. Kanda's afraid to imagine you're bleeding, baby." It is still very imprinted by Mr. Nan how Anitha was.
"Yes," Anitha replied calming down. Anitha felt thousands of butterflies in her heart. It was as if the butterfly wanted to break her heart in order to fly beautifully.
Anitha entered the prepared bath.
"Come, honey, let me shampoo your hair while you soak yourself." Master Nan was so kind to treat Anitha. Anitha hoped this would not change.
"Kanda?" anitha asked understandingly.
"You're tired, but your body is stronger than yours."
Anitha entered and began to position her body comfortably. The fragrant aroma of soap makes the sense of smell happy. Master Nan carefully brushed Anitha's hair. He gave shampoo to Anitha's long hair and massaged it slowly.
Anitha felt that this world belonged to her. The happiness he felt could not be described. Only his heart knows.
"You ...." Anitha called out to her husband in a haunting voice. His eyes were still closed enjoying the touch of Mr. Nan's sturdy hand yet full of tenderness.
"Hmmm ..." replied Mr. Nan affectionately.
"May Kanda never change" Anitha said seriously.
But now Mr. Nan is judging Anitha. "You're not an ageless vampire, baby." While saying so sounds funny oddity.
Anitha took the hand of her husband who was still massaging her scalp. He brought it to his mouth quickly and bit it. No matter the taste of the shampoo in master Nan's hand, it was felt in his mouth.
"Sick baby ..." lamented Mr. Nan slowly.
"Rasain, who told you to joke when people are serious."
"Dinda likes it too, who's trying?"
"Yes, answer Kanda."
"Deploy the answer. Not good long in the bathroom, cold."
Mr. Nan hurriedly rinsed Anitha's hair. Then after Anitha was ready to clean up, master Nan asked Anitha to come out first. Anitha's skin felt cold. Mr. Nan cleaned himself up under the shower. Shortly after Anitha who had finished wearing her pajamas.
"Drink Kanda, you've made warm tea." Anitha spoiledly pulled her husband's seat onto the sofa. Anitha offered a warm tea.
If Anitha was feeling very happy, now Mr. Nan. Never before had she felt such a warm feeling in her heart. Mr. Nan sipped his warm tea.
Anitha picked up and put back her tea glass. He climbed onto the sofa and took a position behind master Nan's shoulder. Anitha massaged Mr. Nan's shoulder. Anitha also wanted to give her husband a sense of relaxation.
With a still scowl he said, "You haven't answered that one yet."
"Nobody knows the heart dear, but I'm sure it all depends on how well we set it. If we fill each other up, there's no room for anyone else in our relationship."
"Ohhh, you understand."
"Don't be too busy career," concluded Anitha briefly. Mr. Nan laughed. Anitha sometimes likes to take shortcuts to complete her affairs even in concluding.
"Why laugh?" spoiled sulkannya.
"Because Dinda always makes you relax."
"What's the connection."
Mr. Nan kissed his wife's hand. "Let's lie down" Invite Mr. Nan.
"Seat the tea first, redundant."
Master Nan finished his tea after asking Anitha to drink a few sips.
Anitha lay down with her husband's firm arm. "Will Kanda not be sore?"
"No," replied master Nan confidently.
"We're the honeymoon of Kanda" Anitha's pinta.
They haven't even had time to talk about it. Sudden busyness and an accelerated wedding party make them no planning.
"Where are you going?" ask Mr. Nan. One hand that was not over Anitha, he made a head.
"You go to West Sumatra" Anitha replied confidently.
"Haaa, Dinda's serious?" ask Mr. Nan. He half got up and turned to Anitha.
Seeing that, Anitha laughed. "Why is Kanda seeing ghosts?"
"You think you're asking to go abroad."
"I'm a Kanda village lady. I miss my village. I also want to show off Kanda with the people in my village, with the natural scenery in my village." Anitha answered with certainty.
"With the natural scenery?" asked mister Nan with a frown.
"Yes, I want to show you how much more beautiful Kanda is than the beautiful natural scenery in my village" Anitha said without any intention of mengombal. Master Nan could capture the proud and happy tone of Anitha.
But mister Nan could not help his smile, how could his wife even think about it. Showing her husband on the natural landscape. Just weird.
"To be there can be anytime if we want."
"Sama, out of the country with Kanda's financial condition now, can also be at any time. Not to mention a business trip. But what business trip are we going there to my village?"
"Ohh, that's right too."
"Makanya, honeymoon to the village dinda only. We can also accompany the mother to return home and dinda want a pilgrimage. If you go to mommy's place, can you do business trip?" Anitha revealed her reason clearly.
"Yes yes, kanda agreed."
"That's donk, the ideal husband's name," Anitha said as she gave a sign of affection on her husband's cheek.
"Sekaya this kanda .. so not ideal in your eyes, if not obey your will that does not drain a lot of kanda bag contents?" asked mister Nan in wonder.
"Yes, because matter is not the only guarantee of Kanda's happy dinda. Dinda needs a loyal friend next to Dinda."
"If the poor kanda is faithful?"
"Don't know how to be faithful when our stomachs are hungry." Anitha answered hesitantly.
Mr. Nan was anxious to see his wife who had always been unpopular from the word 'hunger'.
"Dinda's hungry now?" asked mister Nan to release his arm from Anitha's neck. Mr. Nan sat sideways looking at his wife.
"Yes, you're hungry, wear it really."
"Hahaha you hungry ghost. Eat a lot, fat not really," said Mr. Nan scrambling his wife's hair. He added a new title for his wife. 'Farmer Ghost'.
"Aren't you tired anymore?" ask Mr. Nan later.
"No, if we go for a walk."
"Hmmm just wanted me to ask tired, if the road is not tired hmm?"
"Since Kanda asked him to be hungry, try later if not hungry, definitely dinda spirit." Anitha seduces her husband.
"Okay, kanda became excited to hear it. Let's get changed. Kanda call Harri first." Mr. Nan had jumped from Anitha by taking a peck at Anitha's lips.
"Ayoo, who is afraid," Anitha replied no less excited. After cleaning up earlier, Anitha was already much fresher.
Anitha nimbly changed clothes. Her face was left plain without make-up. She still wears her quadrilateral hijab. She doesn't want to wear her headscarf.
"Come on Kanda, let's go ...."
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