Wedding On Paper

Always Just Troubles

That night they went back to Alex's father's house. Along the way Fira and Bara still not make up. Bara who focused on driving a car with a still grumbling heart hoped that Fira would start a conversation between them first, but until now Fira still sat quietly observing the streets he passed.

"Does Mas Bara have to be mad at me all this time?" fira muttered in his heart. Hope Bara will get him to talk first.

But it seems that the ego between them is still so high, that no one gives up first. Even the situation in the car was increasingly quiet because Bima and Dad who were sitting in the back seat each had fallen asleep.

Now they all got home. Bara helps Fira to climb the stairs to their room.

"Mas," call Fira who is still traveling in tandem. But Bara still seems reluctant to talk to Fira. Until they arrive in the room.

Bara immediately went into the bathroom to clean himself, while Fira he sat on the edge of the bed, while waiting for Bara to come out.

"This time Mas Bara is really mad at me," he murmured, pondering. "But I was just chatting with Robby, why should this be angry!" his gerrick.

Bara soon came out of the bathroom to Fira but still did not reprimand him.

"Mas, are you done?" fira asked, Bara just nodded her head, busy drying her wet hair using a small towel.

Fira also grunted softly. Then it immediately went to the bathroom.

"I still didn't respond." Fira still feels so upset about Bara's attitude today to her. Then he rushed to take a shower.

Meanwhile, Bara, now busy with his cell phone, checked some incoming emails that Dion sent today.

While focusing on fiddling with his phone, Bara occasionally looked at the closed bathroom door.

"Why is he so long ago" murmured Bara, beginning to be astonished.

But, not long after that Fira came out of the bathroom. Fira walked slowly, and began to crawl onto the bed. For a moment he noticed Bara who was still busy with a cell phone in his hand.

"Mas, are you busy?" asked Fira who could not stand Bara's attitude.

"Hm...."

Fira also scowled. "Astagfirullah, what should I do about this kind of person! I want to feel like I'm the paw of his mouth that stingy talking it!" fira grunts in heart.

Finally Fira chose to sleep first and turn her back to Bara.

For a moment the tail of Bara's eyes noticed the movements of his wife's body. "This man, he can't understand me. What to do like this to a husband. Sleep turns its back on," grumbled Bara in the heart.

It doesn't seem like a matter of jealousy or misunderstanding anymore . But the problem between the two of them is in their own selfishness.

Bara finally chose to sleep, and followed his wife's back.

"Baras really doesn't care about me, '" Fira said. I don't know why his heart feels so tight. Because it is not unusual to fall asleep with such a gloomy state.

Fira turned her body. And sure enough, he found Bara sleeping on his back. Fira took a very long breath. A little disappointment was implied in his heart.

"Mas, are you asleep?" ask Fira. But there is no lawful from Bara.

"Mas, are you still mad at me?" Fira holds a plan next to Bara's shoulder.

Bara further closed his eyes, he actually could not bear to behave like this to Fira. But somehow today he felt so very upset at his wife.

"Mas, I'm sorry," said Fira so slowly, she slowly shifted her body towards Bara.

Hugged it from behind. And obviously that makes Bara even more heartless to let his wife just like that.

Bara exhaled his breath violently, while closing his eyes long enough. He turned to face Fira.

"Sleep." Bara embraced, and hugged Fira so tightly, drowning his wife's face in the chest of his field.

Fira could no longer hold back her tears. "I'm sorry Mas" said Fira, with her voice becoming heavy.

Bara raised Fira's chin, watching closely the two corners of Fira's already wet eyes.

"Dear, don't cry." Bara wiped the rest of Fira's tears with her thumb.

"I'm wrong, I'm sorry Mas" said Fira, again shedding tears. Somehow, it feels so intolerable to see Bara's cold attitude to him.

"Darling, don't cry anymore. I can't see you crying like this" Bara said, looking at Fira's face, which looked so sad.

"Here you go, let's go to sleep." Bara again tightened his embrace while showering Fira's face with a kiss.

"Are you not angry with me anymore?" ask Fira. She looks at him so closely. And .. cup, one kiss landed on Fira's lips, holding her back for quite so long.

"I'm not angry, I'm just upset. But, it's not anymore. I'm sorry too" said Bara, looking at Fira. Fira nodded her head while extending her smile, and joined her embrace with Bara.

A few minutes passed ....

"Mas" called Fira back, who was awake.

"Hm...." Bara answered without opening his eyes, because he was so sleepy.

"I'm hungry" he whined.

"What do you want to eat?" tanya Bara, who is still closed.

"Em.. I, want to run mango," he said spontaneously.

"It's night, no one's selling all these nights. The others!"

Fira slightly pursed her lips. "Yes already then I want fruit soup," he said with enthusiasm, imagining.

"It is not good these nights to eat fruit soup, let alone cold" protested Bara, who was still closed did not open his eyes.

"Well!" Fira harrumphed, "in that case, I'd like some meatballs."

"It's been Fira's night, no one is selling meatballs" said Bara, who continues to protest against Bara's every request.

"Keep what I should eat! From that moment on the protests!" fira's grumbling is so upset.

"Yes, you're just going downstairs to find food." Fira got up and immediately got out of bed. Sontak made Bara wake up, and followed his wife from behind.

"Hey, it's always a hassle in the middle of the night" Bara grumbled, "just try I have a doraemon bag, no need to bother like this," he continued, while helping Fira cut fruit in the kitchen.

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"Eh, who read from yesterday only read doang, like and vote dong, do not just read doang," Bara told his loyal readers.

Wah Mas Bara ngambek tuh want in a lot of votes he said. Wkwkwk