Waiting for your Love to Grow

Wedding Organizers

Denis had just finished unbuttoning the shirt his wife was wearing, as someone knocked on the door of his room while calling out to him. It makes him curse in the heart but does not stop his intention to continue unbuttoning the next button and enjoy what is in it.

"Mas already! open the door first! Go on the hunt!", whining Nabila repeatedly, forcing Denis to finally stop the action.

Denis smacked his hand into the bed quite hard, it made Nabila chuckle. "Don't laugh! Or I'll punish you!" Threaten Denis, who then peed for a moment Nabila's forehead before moving to open the door.

"Sorry young master, below are guests. He said there was a promise with the master" reported Bi Parti, looking down without wanting to see the face of his master's son.

"Make them wait, I'll change clothes first and please prepare lunch for us!" Denis's orders. He quickly closed the door again, without hearing the maid's reply.

"What's wrong?" Ask Nabila.

"There's a wedding organizer coming in" Denis said, wearing a t-shirt he just picked up from the closet.

Nabila who was sitting combing her hair in front of the dresser, frowned. " Wedding organizer?" Her mind, then turns the body to face her husband.

"No wedding organizer everything, what do you want?" Tanya Nabila was curious.

"Later you will know too. Rest, I'm down for a second!" Denis. He kissed Nabila's cheek before coming out of the room and meeting her guests.

Nabila got out of her seat, to change her clothes. Because the home clothes prepared by Denis could only be worn in the room, he decided to take one t-shirt from Denis' pile of clothes. Despite her greatness, she would rather wear it than have to wear sexy clothes.

Nabila decided to go down to help Bi Parti who was cooking for lunch, because if only in the room, only, her mind will continue to be disturbed by negative allegations about her husband who is now meeting the wedding organizer.

"What cook is bi?" Tanya Nabila who had just set foot in the kitchen, made bi Parti who was busy with various kitchen spices turn to her.

"Oh young lady" Bi Parti said in her thin smile. "It wants to cook rice liwet same grilled gurami, non", he continued.

"Call Nabila, bi" said Nabila while pulling a chair in front of him, then sitting there. "Can I help you, bi?" Ask Nabila again.

"No need to be non, let's be aunts. Non, just rest, must be tired of traveling far enough let alone use a motorbike" said Bi Parti. He stole a glance at Nabila, why the woman seemed familiar with the young lady in front of him.

"Auntie, it's been a long time here?"

"Lumayan non, it's been about 7 years. I'm here to replace my old mother"

Bi Parti glanced back at Nabila, though hesitant she ventured to ask. "Miss, what's first here?”

"Why, bi?"

"I'm no stranger to the face of the lady, I seem to have seen, but I forget where. Here or where?"

"Contact bi. It seems I am also no stranger to this place and have been here but already luamaaa once"

"Sayangggggg, where are you?Sayangg!" there was a faint sound of Denis' voice, making Nabila stop the conversation with Bi Parti, then out of the kitchen to the source of the voice earlier.

"Honey from anywhere? I called no words" Denis protested when he saw his wife coming to him.

"From the kitchen. Want to help cook but not allowed the same Bi Parti" said Nabila who then chose to walk towards the glass window that directly leads to the view in the flower garden behind the Villa.

Denis walked past Nabila who is now crossing while looking at the flower garden from behind the glass. He opened the door by the window and stepped onto the balcony.

"What is your purpose in calling a wedding organizer? Is there anything you planned, mas?", asked Nabila who now stands in line with her husband. His eyes looked at Denis cold face.

Denis turned to look at Nabila, then commented a smile to the woman who was still looking at him.

"Why?", asked Denis, who then switched to sitting on a long rattan chair with padded pads as the base.

Nabila is still in his position, not budging to see Denis's motion.

"Come here!" said Denis as he patted the seat pad next to him. It still does not make Nabila want to come closer even to see even though the man.

Nabila just turned his attention now to the beautiful scenery that was in front of him. Trying to make war on his own with his thoughts.

Seeing his wife even though he ignored him, Denis chose to give up and approached his wife. In the embrace of Nabila's body in front of him, while his chin rests on the woman's head.

"Why has your attitude suddenly changed again?" Ask Denis.

"Why are you still asking? Aren't you the one who made me like this?" Answer Nabila.

"I? Why me?" Ask Denis again. "Is there something wrong with my speech or attitude today?" Added.

When she was silent, she did not respond to what Denis said. So that makes Denis flip the woman's body, so that now they both face each other.

Denis summed up Nabila's face with both hands. In his eyes in both of the woman's eyes, although Nabila himself was reluctant to see her husband.

"Say what makes you this way?" Tell me what do you want? I can't if you're not indifferent to me like that!"

Nabila removed both Denis hands from his face, then he sat in the chair that had been occupied by Denis. "Why don't you want to be honest about my question, ma'am?", asked Nabila.

Denis frowned. "Questions? Which question?” Ask in the heart. He tried to think for a moment, then a small smile appeared on his lips.

He now sits next to his wife. Take the woman's fingers and put them on her thighs. "I said it before, not yet now you know. Not that I'm being dishonest, baby. But I want this to be something that will work for you".

Nabila turned to Denis and tried to find a lie in his eyes, but he did not get it.

"Here!” denis orders, while patting his thigh, while pushing Nabila's shoulder that he hugs towards him to lie on his lap.

"I want us to start all over, baby. I want this marriage that you might not want at first, to be a bond that you do not want to let go of at any time" Denis said while fondly stroking Nabila's head which is now in his lap.

Nabila changed the position of her head so that she could see the face of her husband who now looked shady. But for a moment, he suddenly wrapped his hand around Denis' stomach and turned his face to the man's stomach.

"Please promise me you won't betray this marriage again!" Pinta Nabila with a soft voice. Tears have now fallen soaking into the cloth that covers the bottom of Denis' body.

"I'll try for that, baby. As long as you are always beside me, through everything", Denis replied with his faithful hand caressing his wife's head, until without realizing it made his wife comfortable in his lap.

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