Waiting for your Love to Grow

Poor thing

The position of the sun that began to rise, emitting light that was able to make Nabila wake up from his short dream. The woman immediately got up and sat leaning on the head of the bed, when her eyes realized the figure that had accompanied her to sleep was no longer there.

"Mas", call Nabila hard, but there is no reply from the person he calls. Lazily his feet began to descend from the bed with a blanket still coiling over his plain body.

When he took a few steps, he was surprised by Denis' sudden appearance from the bathroom. The man who was only wearing a sheet of towel covering his lower body smiled warmly and walked towards him.

"Wake up, baby?" Denis asked, who then kissed softly Nabila's forehead which is now just standing glued to her husband who at that time looked so handsome in his eyes. Denis' chest and muscular arms, as well as his slightly wet hair, made Nabila not blink for him.

Somehow that morning Nabila so caught his attention to the physical husband. He was usually embarrassed to look at her that bold. But this time, he was amazed at the sight before him. Until without realizing it, her husband smiled himself to see his strange face.

Denis waved his hand in front of Nabila's face. "Dear see what?", he asked.

Denis' voice resuscitated Nabila from his astonishment. His face immediately flushed in embarrassment. He pulls the blanket that covers his body to cover his face from Denis's view. Then ran into the bathroom. In the bathroom, Nabila cursed her ridiculous attitude.

Denis went into his study, after spending breakfast made by Bi Atik. Shortly Nabila followed him, after helping Bi Atik clean the dining table. "Can you come in, mas?" Tanya Nabila while bending her head from the door that had been partially opened.

"Dear in love" Denis said with a smile at his wife at a glance, before he focused on rearranging the papers in front of him.

Nabila also walked up to her husband, then sat in the chair in front of her husband's desk. She just watched the activities done by her husband. Until he finally ventured to speak. "Are you busy?" Ask Nabila.

Denis turned to Nabila and smiled, "No dear. Just checking a little of these documents" Denis replied.

"Now it's Saturday, I'm still busy doing the work continuously", replied Nabila.

"Let's not a pile of his work dear, anyways tomorrow will not be perfect because tomorrow will certainly be troublesome" said Denis.

Nabila thumped her lower lip, then got up from her seat. " Yes, I've been to the room, if you're busy" said Nabila who then walked hurriedly to the exit.

"Where are you going?" Denis asked, but Nabila did not reply, so he stepped quickly to stop Nabila's steps. Denis managed to reach Nabila's arm that had touched the doorknob.

"You're sulking yes" Denis said when he managed to turn Nabila's body facing him, but Nabila turned his face in the other direction.

Denis summed up Nabila's face. "Why snack?" tanyakanya.

"I don't sulk", replied Nabila

Denis smiles. "Your face is see! it already seems that it's crashing" Denis said while pulling Nabila's nose.

"Change the clothes there, we go for a walk! Don't dress up and be pretty and don't lick anymore!" Denis, who then gave a fleeting kiss on his wife's lips, said before letting the woman out of her study.

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"We're watching yuk, baby!" Take Denis, when both feet just passed the entrance of the mall.

"Ntar aja mas, it's still too early. We go for a walk first yes", Pinta Nabila, after a moment he looked at the clock on his wrist.

Denis and Nabila spent until almost noon by going in and out of the shops in the mall. Initially Nabila just wanted to wash her eyes, but her husband forced to buy her some kind of goods. In the end, Denis had to bring some bags of his wife's groceries.

"Nobody wants to buy anymore, baby?" ask Denis.

"From now on, I don't want to buy anything, either. You are a martial artist" said Nabila, twitching his lips, making Denis laugh.

"Then we hang out at the cafe. How's it?" Ask Denis.

When I saw his watch. "Say he wants to watch. Ntar if ngafe first over".

"Yes, we've just seen it" Denis said.

"You sit there first! I got a drink" Denis said, pointing to a chair not far from where he was standing. Nabila also agreed and stepped towards the chair.

Just now that his back was starting to stiff he rested on the back of the chair he was sitting in, suddenly in front of him stood a man who was familiar to him. "Tone", call the man.

Nabila raised his head that was originally bowed. " Mas Andre", said Nabila, but his voice could not be heard. Nabila looked awkward and nervous.

"How are you? Where's Denis?" Ask Andre.

"Ba_good, mas. Ummm... Denis again buy a drink", replied Nabila while looking to the right and left, as if looking for something.

"Na, can I ask you something?" Ask Andre

"Yes, mas. Please!" Nabila replied, but he did not want to look at Andre at all.

"I want you to be honest, to me. Is that right, there's not a single I in your heart?" Said Andre.

Nabila was silent, not answering immediately.

"Say, Na! Let me be able to behave. Do I have to keep fighting for you or do I have to give up burying deeply the taste I have for you".

Not yet Nabila responded to what Andre said, but a woman came to them with a face that looked angry. "Andre!" His shouting.

"Mama!" Instantly Andre's body turned towards the direction of the voice.

"Well, are you here? The same woman" said Mama Andre, pointing at Nabila.

"Ma, we didn't meet here on purpose" replied Andre.

Nabila just be quiet with what is in front of him. There was no intention to defend himself, because he understood how the half-old woman was.

Mama Andre walked over to Nabila. "You too, so women have no shame. Married but still flirting with other men. Thankfully, my son did not marry you. Looks like you really like flirting with rich men", hardik mama Andre.

"Mama stop! If not wrong", said Andre while pulling his mother's arm to stay away from Nabila.

"Sorry my mother, yes na", Andre told Nabila, but Nabila did not respond.

"If you still dare to see my son again, I will not hesitate to disturb your mother, understand", threatened Mama Andre before her son actually took her away from Nabila.

"Mama what the hell, shy" Andre said.

"You're the shit. Watch out for you meeting him again!" Mama Andre.

When Andre and his mother were just a few steps away from Nabila, they passed Denis who was carrying a glass of drink.

"Auntie, Andre!" Say Denis first.

"Oh happened to meet you, Nis. Aunty pity you, how can you find such a wife" said mama Andre.

Denis was aghast, his forehead wrinkled. "I mean auntie?" Ask Denis.

"Sorry bro, don't be horrified. Take another PMS. We walk first yes, dahh" said Andre who then walked hastily while pulling his mother's hand, after patting Denis' back.

Denis looked at Nabila from a distance, but the woman hurriedly turned her back. Many questions popped into the man's head.