Waiting Morning

Suit Susunya

Enjoying breakfast porridge gudegnya mbah Lindu legendary on the road Sosrowijayan began Beena and Akbar activities along the city of Jogjakarta. Cultural city full of romance, in this city they spend the rest of the holiday.

Finished breakfast equipped with embarrassing scenes at the Mbah Lindu stall makes Beena want to leave the stall immediately before another embarrassing incident was her husband's jail behavior. They walk casually down the festive Malioboro to the hotel where they spend the night.

“ Mas, after from the boutique later we go to Zulfa's house huh?”

“ May, besides Nizar still have debt because yesterday was not present at our wedding ceremony” Akbar chuckled.

" Masji you don't use absurd and ababil behavior in Abah Zul's house"

" Relax baby, most mas make your face like a boiled crab" Akbar terbahak.

" So, look at it if it happens. I give you my own blanket and pillow to sleep outside"

" Pardon.pardon that the punishment is not brave, this run out means we go to the boutique mom first?"

"Yes, just for a second. After praying, we go directly to the boutique. An hour's drive from the hotel. All breaks at the boutique, end our Ashar prayers to the house of mas Nizar"

After the dzuhur time, they headed to the boutique owned by Nurhalimah, Akbar's in-laws . Soluna GLi glides at a moderate speed, while enjoying the atmosphere of Yogya. Things Beena never imagined could go around the city of gudeg with people who used to be in every prayer, who have now succeeded in becoming the commander of his household.

What an epic paragraph of his love with Akbar, where the lines of the test of love successfully passed. And of course this is not the end of their love story. This is the beginning of their true journey of love. Where the household exams after this are coming may be even more complicated than before.

Their trip to Nizar's house takes only 20 minutes from the boutique branch of Zamara owned by his mother Beena.

Beena's arrival was greeted kindly by Umm Farida.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat.."

"Wa'alaikumussalam..." Umm Farida answered from inside the house.

When the door was opened, Umm Farida was a little incredulous about getting a special guest from the girl she once hoped to be her daughter-in-law.

“ Ourah..new bride. Come log in..entry”.

Beena and Akbar kiss the hands of Umm Farida and Abah Zulfa alternately.

"Just a week ago we met pangling so fat now Bar? ask Abah Zulfa.

" Thank God the milk fits the pack "Akbar replied as he glanced at his wife

“ How does it feel to be a newlywed nak Akbar?” ask Umm Farida.

“ Delicious ten percent bu, Ninety percent really good” joked Akbar.

Beena pinched Akbar's stomach, with a face held in shame before Nizar's parents.

“ Oh yes mi, can greetings from ibu”

" Send greetings to mother and all family in Semarang yo nduk. Sorry the other day can not be long in Semarang because it has to go to Surabaya, see the newborn grandson"

" Mas Azhar has another child mi? What girl is a guy?" Beena's eyes sparkled, imagining the figure of Azhar mas who was somehow now, the article when in jahilin same Nizar he did not hesitate to complain with Azhar. And no doubt Nizar became the victim of his mass nagging, and had to succumb to Beena's will.

" Thank God this is the fourth child, woman. After the previous three whiz all."

" Where is surabayanya mi? Maybe if there is a task there Akbar mas can stop by"

"The Mrutu-Kalianyar area"

"Well, it is close to the TNI AL Surabaya service house" Akbar replied.

" When fitting to Surabaya stop by, later the father gave his contact Azhar so that he could be in touch"

"Prepared sir. Oh yeah, where's Nizar going sir? Kok deserted!” ask Akbar.

“ Nizar is still a seminar in Palembang, so yesterday he could not attend your wedding event”.

“ He said today is already on the way, maybe later in the afternoon nyampe “ added ummu Farida.

The four of them were swept away in chatter, like without any bulkhead with Akbar even though they had previously hoped that Beena would become Nizar's partner. While waiting for the arrival of Nizar, Akbar and Beena in the Ummi cuisine as dinner.

They return to the hotel and enjoy the atmosphere of the heart of Jogjakarta. Hands down the streets of Malioboro.

Occasionally Beena asks for a break sitting on the street bench, enjoying the beautiful night. Eventually, they walked back to zero kilometers.

Seen some Jogja artists singing kla project song about how special Jogjakarta.

“ Mas, intermittently..” pinta Beena stop their steps. Not because of the melodious voice of Jogja artists, but because the figure he was very familiar with was not far from Beena.

“ Mbak Mia..”

Call Beena on the figure of a woman who is busy holding hands.

Mia also turned her body along with the man who grasped her hand tightly.

“ Beena...” said Mia with a shy blush.

Beena and Mia embrace.

Mia's helpless mother held back her embarrassment hand in hand with Nizar's doctor.

“ Since when are you guys dating?” ask Beena.

“ Since I know there is a dazzling Jakarta girl” replied Nizar.

“ Wait...wait, have you met before? Ah.. Why is the world so small"

“ One of my friends doctor happened to be my friend during High School, fitting there was a seminar in Jakart that was the first time we were known, just a friend at that time ”.

"Soften how the story mbak Mia can date the same mas Nizar, ah.mbak Mia neatly packed romance until not sniffed first-tv crew."

" You too, can harapet it hide the same feeling Letda Akbar, if not because of the events in Aceh where I know if finally Mary and you love the same person"

“ Yes..ya..” Akbar remembered the events of that time.

“ Hm...we ngedate berjama’ah yuk?” continued Akbar.

“ Ye...we know ourselves, do not want to disturb newlyweds” reply Nizar.

“ Ma'am Mia, you have a debt of the same story I “ Beena pulled the hands of her former superiors away from Akbar and Nizar.

Beena sat on a round rock hearing carefully Mia's story could be close and finally decided to date Nizar.

Before long Akbar approached the two women who were engrossed in his chatter.

“ Dear, we are back to yuk hotel. Already night”

“ Yes Na, I also want to date nih”

The four of them finally separated, Mia and Nizar headed for Bantul. Beena and Akbar return to the hotel.

Tonight is a long night for Akbar and Beena. They spent the night in the same blanket, the same prayer, the same hope.

***

The dim lights on the nightstand exude a silhouette of Beena with a perfect body wrapped in lingerie. Tonight is so beautiful. Now, they do not have to wait for the morning because the night was too beautiful for him to pass.

“ You are a special bee, and I don't want to be early in the morning”.

“ My next nights will always be special if it is with you. And waiting for the arrival of the morning is a privilege my whole life”

"And ye mas, remain my commander, my khalid al walid, my Shayfullah for jihad to sail the household ark. No matter how much the storm hits us, strengthen me always be your winging conco, be your life-sigaring-your soulmate"

...The End's...

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