Wedding On Paper

The End is also Me

After the meeting, Bara immediately returned to his study, followed by Dion who walked behind him.

Bara stopped his steps right in front of the entrance of his study. He turned to look at Dion, who was standing behind him.

"Do you need to follow me like this." Bara's gaze, as if probing does not like. Dion was silent, linking his eyebrows together, confused and clueless.

"Who is following you" said Dion, not accepting.

"Do you know who's inside? Do I need to clarify everything?" bara said.

"Who is that?" dion asked, innocently. Bara raised next to his eyebrows, and gave a sharp look to Dion's two eyeballs, as if piercing him.

"Ah. Geez I forgot .. alright, I-I'll go," said Dion, grinning the horse, turning his body, walking away from Bara.

"Go straight to your house" cried Bara, looking at his sahabt's back, which had gone away from his sight.

Bara immediately entered his office, saw some boxes of food lined up irregularly on the table. His eyes swept in all directions. But I did not find Fira.

"Fira" cried Bara, calling his wife's name. But no word sounded a bit. He then walked closer to the room, and when he opened the door, he saw Fira lying down, asleep so soundly.

Both corners of Bara's lips look curved upwards, creating a sweet smile. He walked up to Fira, and sat down on the edge of the bed. He stroked the head of Fira, who was not wearing a hijab. He glanced at Fira's phone lying nearby. Hearing the chant of the holy verse al-qur’an from the phone.

"Solihah's wife" he murmured. Bara turned off the murotal recording of the qur'an, and kept Fira's phone on top of the nightstand around her.

Bara flicked some of Fira's hair, behind her ears. And looked at his wife's face with a loving look.

"Surely fullness," he murmured, stroking Fira's cheeks slowly. But this, it makes Fira convulsed, and slightly scrolls her body, turning her back to Bara.

Bara smiled, he also laid his body beside Fira, and hugged his wife's body into his arms. After this, Fira awakens from her sleep.

Fira looked, down, where her husband's hand was already acting on her stomach.

"Mas," call Fira.

"Eh, why are you awake?" ask Bara. Fira turned her body, facing Bara.

"Let's go to sleep again" Bara asked. But Fira refused, finally he woke up, and sat on the bed, rubbing his eyes.

"Eh, where's my phone?" ask Fira, looking for her phone in bed.

Bara finally wakes up, and immediately picks up Fira's cell phone.

"It." Bara gave the phone to Fira. He immediately activated his phone screen and how surprised Fira was, when he saw the clock had shown at 16:30 pm.

"Mas! Why don't you wake me up?" grouse Fira.

"Why indeed? I just finished the meeting" Bara replied.

"Look at this hour" said Fira, showing the clock on his phone.

"Come, let's pray first" Fira asked. Bara also agreed and they both immediately took ablution.

Fira, standing in confusion because in this room, he did not find a face for prayer.

"Mas, is there a mukena here?" fira asked Bara, who had just come out of the bathroom.

"Oh yeah, wait a minute." Bara immediately passed out of his room.

"Huh, the office is this good, but it does not provide a face for prayer, it is outrageous." muttered Fira, alone.

"Eh, but for whatever reason provide mukena, this is a special room Mas Bara. Where there are women who will pray here, except me," he murmured again, smiling obliquely.

15 Minutes later Bara, returned with a bag containing mucena. And immediately gave it to Fira.

"How long," said Fira, as she lifted her face from Bara's hand.

"Yes buy first, that's a long time," Bara replied.

"Buy? So this is new? You bought it?" asked Fira, while removing the mucus from her bag.

"So I told OB to buy it. Already let's pray," said Bara. And they immediately pray asar.

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At night, the clock shows at 23:30 p.m. But Fira still could not sleep, she continued to roll her body, right and left.

He saw Bara, who had just started to fall asleep, hugging him.

"Mas," call Fira.

"Mas, are you asleep?" tanyakanya.

"Why?" bara asked, in her weak voice, like a heavy drowsy person, and her eyes remained closed.

"Mas .. I'm hungry" said Fira.

"Didn't you eat after?" said Bara, still closing his eyes.

"But my stomach is still hungry Mas" whined Fira.

He took his breath slowly, and exhaled it. He had to open both eyes that felt had been five watts.

"Well, what do you want to eat?" ask Bara.

"Em. I want to eat kebabs" he replied.

"But in the refrigerator there are no kebabs, any spaghetti wants?" tanya Bara, get up and sit down near Fira. Fira also woke up and sat facing Bara.

"But I want kebabs, no spaghetti," whined Fira.

Bara grunted softly, while slapping his shoulders, as if he already knew, what to do.

The clock on the wall showed at 23:40 p.m.

"Yes, I went out to find kebabs." Bara got off the bed, walked open the door of his room.

"Again, this hour where there is a kebab sale, certainly also closed," grumbled Bara, while walking lazily, as he went, and immediately took the keys to his car lying on the table in the TV room.

And when Bara was about to open the door of his apartment, Fira called him he turned his head, and had found Fira, who seemed ready to go out.

"Where are you going?" bara asked, astonished while holding the doorknob.

"Follow," Fira replied, widening her smile.

Now they're both in the car, driving around the street, in the middle of the night. Hope there's a kebab trader still open.

"The kebab-seller has also closed pseudo, nothing more. You just eat the other one yes," said Bara, focusing on driving.

Fira pursed his lips, he seemed annoyed, because indeed along the way he did not meet the kebab seller, even though there, his stand was closed.

"What do you want to eat?" ask Bara. But Fira remained silent, not answering.

"Fira...."

"Mas, I want the kebab. We keep looking, until the red light in front, if there is no new, choose another food," said Fira pleading. Inevitably Bara had to obey his wife's request.

"Mas, look there's an Arabic restaurant there" Fira pointed to a small restaurant. Bara also drove his car to the restaurant's parking lot.

They both got out of the car, and immediately got into the restaurant.

"Excuse me," call Bara, in front of the cashier's desk.

A middle-aged man, was seen coming out from behind the kitchen door of this restaurant.

"I'm sorry, can you still order?" ask Bara.

The middle-aged man, widened his smile. "What food do you want?" tanyakanya.

"Is there a kebab here?" ask Bara.

"Oh, there are, there are, but only jumbo beef kebab packages remain," he said.

"How do you want?" bara asked, glancing towards Fira. Fira immediately nodded her head quickly.

"Yes, I ordered 1."

"Fira, would you like a drink?" ask Bara.

"You .. drink ice lemon tea only" Fira told the man.

"Alright, I made the order first." The man immediately passed to his kitchen, to prepare Bara's order.

Bara and Fira, sitting waiting on the seats available there. Seen once the sleepy face of this spoiled married man.

"Mas."

"Mas," call Fira, move Bara's hand.

Bara immediately raised, his head that was lowered on the table.

"What? ... Is the order done?" he asked, half conscious, because he had just fallen asleep.

"You sleepy?" ask Fira, put on her shoulder face.

"I'm sorry Mas, disturbed your sleep" said Fira, feeling guilty.

"It's okay, I'll feel more guilty, if I can't realize my wife's wishes" said Bara, smiling at Fira.

Soon the middle-aged man came out, carrying 2 small bags of lemon tea ice, and 1 bag of kebabs.

After finishing, paying, Fira and Bara, soon passed, went home to their apartment. And when he arrived at the apartment, Fira looked so happy, because what he wanted was finally in front of his eyes. So did Bara, he also looks happy when he saw the wife displaying her happy expression.

"Seeing her smiling happily like this alone, has made me so happy," inner Bara, looked at Fira who was about to devour her kebab.

One bite, two bites, and when Fira bites the kebab for the third time, suddenly, she silences her mouth, and immediately runs towards the kitchen, she regurgitates the food in her mouth, and immediately clean his mouth with the water flowing over the sink.

Bara. And caress the neck of Fira's shoulder.

"Darling, are you okay?" ask Bara, worry.

"Yes, it's okay" he said, wiping his lips with a tissue.

The two sat their bodies back on the couch, in the TV room.

"Why did you vomit it?" ask Bara.

"So, when I bite the meat, it feels weird. It feels really strange" said Fira, grabbing her lemon tea ice, and drinking it.

"Any?" mummy Bara. He grabbed the kebab that had been bitten by Fira. He pulled a little meat, which was in the kebab, and tasted it.

"Ah, it's just plain, delicious," said Bara.

"Mas, this is it doesn't taste good" Fira denied.

Bara again devoured the kebab, and he still felt the same taste.

"It's delicious" said Bara.

"Yes, you spent it. I was full" said Fira, sipping her drink.

"Why am I? You just ate a little Fira," said Bara, thrusting the kebab to Fira. But Fira insists on refusing it, and instead goes to the room to sleep first.

While Bara, he had to eat heavy food like this at night.

"Huft, I end up." Bara devoured it in annoyance.

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