WEDDING (Not Just) IN BED

RAHMAN'S STEPS

For some reason, the shower in the bathroom at 11pm was hot on Rahman's body. It was just ordinary cold water.

Maybe because of the brain in his head that boils because his emotions peak due to his struggle with Mira.

The drops of water fall along with the rinai-rinai of water from the shower.

This is not the wedding I have been dreaming of! This is not the house I want to build! Wasn't it! It is not only the treasures and thrones and views of people who judge us, Mira! I just want to be happy, with you until old age. Stay in a cool and peaceful place. Far from the crowd. Just the sound of our laughter and our children and grandchildren! That's my dream, Mira!

Is it wrong to dream of such a home?

Rahman cried a mouthful under the shower of his bathroom. While Mira was still roaring inside her thick blanket.

While in the back room, the sound of rock music was heard loudly from inside Ahmad's room who was dizzy to hear again the commotion between his brother and sister-in-law.

The night slowly crept. And all the residents of the house fell asleep after 'fatigue'.

The next day, all of them woke up with a pale, unexcited face.

Mira cooks fried rice for her husband and sister. All three breakfast fashion on kalem fashion all. Even Mira also did not talk much as usual until Rahman and Ahmad pamit went to their respective destinations.

Mira is upset with Rahman. But honestly her husband was not wrong either. Instead his little heart admits, is here the guilty. But what power. His selfishness is higher than his desire to apologize first to Rahman.

At least, pleasing his stomach with my fried rice will be able to melt his anger, brother Rahman who last night.

his mind.

And she also came home early from work before her husband came home from work.

This tactic Mira took, so that Rahman would allow her to take a photo shoot tomorrow at Puncak. He was very happy even imagined himself will be a lot of shooting jobs.

After all this is not a photo shoot that is quotation marks. It's just an ordinary photo, with a dress and regular clothes. Not sexy clothes let alone hot mini. For this reason, her husband must support her.

"Sister! I made jackfruit marrow porridge! Try it, cicipin... It's yummy?"

"Thank you!" rahman replied in a short way. His eyes were still focused on the book he was reading. He was sitting there enjoying the night after Maghriban was taken into his home.

Mira just put her lips behind her husband.

"Sister!"

"Hm?"

"Sister!"

"What dear?"

"Tuh khan!? It was my turn to go home fast, I was diced!" grumbled Mira annoyed.

Rahman stopped reading. His eyes looked at Mira's face.

"Sorry, Mira! Here. Sit here!" Rahman took Mira's hand and took her. Making Mira attacked by panic then rose from Rahman's thigh and hit her husband's shoulder softly.

Rahman laughed. He can read Mira's spoiled moves.

"Tomorrow can I, come with the photo shoot?"

"Hm?"

Rahman looked at Netra Mira. Nodding while smiling knot.

"Can? Really can? Really?... Asiiiiiik.. yeaaay, thanks brother! Muecht, muacht.... Love you my husband!"

Mira gives Rahman the symbol of finger heart. Then Rahman pretended to follow and put his finger heart into his shirt pocket.

"Ish, put in my bag of love!" mira's protest made the two laugh.

Tonight the atmosphere is calm without debate. Making Mira hum happily busy inserting make up tools and change clothes for her to use tomorrow at Puncak.

Morning as usual. Mira cooks Rahman spagetty bolognese for breakfast. Just got dressed ready to wait for Vicky and Meynar's invitation.

"Lho's? Brother entered the office today?"

"Engga' koq!"

"But koq dandan is neat? Any client appointments?"

"Ga too!"

"Lho continues? Where you going?"

"Breakfast first, which!" Rahman pulled out a dining chair for his wife to sit on.

Mira looked a bit dazed in confusion. While Rahman looks engrossed by eating his western-style morning.

Tin tin tiiin

The office car horn picked up Mira.

"Meynaaar, get in here! You guys want to make coffee first?" Rahman rushed out to meet his former subordinate.

Yep. Meynar used to be his subordinate with Ella. Although with Vicky he did not know, because Vicky only entered after Rahman left SOFTELLA.

"Boss! How's it? Ready boss?"

"Always ready dong!"

"So... So Meynar's brother also invited Rahman?"

"Lho's? Mira doesn't know that Rahman's boss is coming with us?"

"Yetoooo!!!!!"

"Yes yes! Masa' my wife was the first photo shoot, I didn't join the support! Come on Mira, we're leaving now! Fear of being hunted during the day, the road to the Peak will be jammed badly!"

Mira looked at her husband's face. There was a sense of annoyance but also pleasure there. Seeing her husband now actually supports her step into an impromptu model.

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