Wedding On Paper

First Kiss

*Wedding On Paper*

Two days passed, Nadine's mother was back to health as before. Nasyila was very grateful and happy for her mother's recovery. So also with his two very happy sisters finally his wingless angel recovered.

At 10:25 Nasyila and her family returned to her simple house full of happiness. Kenzo also went to pick up her mother-in-law, although she was reluctant to speak at length.

"Why should I come home?" ask Kenzo suddenly.

"Where should we go, son? this is the only treasure we have" said Nadine softly.

"I want to talk" said Kenzo, pulling his wife's hand.

"Speak what, like seriously?" ask Nasyila to investigate.

"We go home, take your family" Kenzo said firmly.

"Are you kidding Ken??" nasyila asked confusedly.

"I'm serious" said Kenzo passed leaving Nasyila who was silently peeking in the yard of the house.

You weird guy, little good little nasty.

There seemed to be a pair of eyeballs watching the incident just now. Nadine's mother was anxious, afraid that Kenzo would treat her son unnaturally.

"What's Syila, what did Kenzo tell you?" ask Nadine's mom.

"Ah is nothing ma'am, mother don't think much" Nasyila explained.

*

"Sister, is it true that Kenzo will accept our presence well?" said Cella.

"It's Cella, don't be prejudiced. Kenzo is like an employer, we all have to obey him" Nasyila explained.

"Yes, then I want to get ready first" said Cella.

"Yes faster better" said Nasyila smiling sweetly.

In the afternoon Kenzo returns to his wife's ugly house, to pick up Nasyila and her family.

"Is it ready?" Ask Kenzo.

"It's ready young master" said Nasyila and her family at the same time.

"Ha.. " Kenzo was stunned as well as feeling happy to be treated with such sweetness.

"Here you go, let's go" said Kenzo.

They also climbed into the car, all the way they seemed to talk except Kenzo who had just focused on driving to see the city streets.

They are poor, but very harmonious, very different from papa who wants to win alone.

"It's here" said Kenzo.

Nasyila's sisters and Nadine's mother were stunned to see Kenzo and Nasyila's house. The house occupied by a husband and wife is this big, very different from the house of Aditya Syahab's father.

"Let's go ma'am, please come in" said Nasyila with a smile sumringah.

"Sister will be happier when we get together and live together again like this" Nasyila said.

Finish berberes Nadine's mother back to rest in the guest room. Coincidentally there are two guest rooms that can be occupied by Nadine and her sister Nasyila.

"Thank you for your kindness Ken" Nasyila said as she sat next to Kenzo.

"Heem, nothing is free" Kenzo said.

"Yes I know, what can I do for you?" ask Nasyila.

"Serving your husband well is more than enough, oh yes I'm tired of it.

"Alright Ken" said Nasyila did not mind.

Kenzo opened his t-shirt casually, then took off his jeans and only boxer pants remained on his body.

Kenzo could see his wife's misbehaving and timid expression, let alone the woman's cheeks before him were already very red in color.

"Why... have a crush on my body?" kenzo Goda.

"No!" nasyila.

"Fairy is also okay, yours is also really" explained Kenzo who increasingly enjoy massage from his wife.

Oh my God.. Why is my husband flirting so much? bathin Nasyila's.

"Syila.. I want to talk seriously!" exciting Kenzo.

"Yes, what?" replied Nasyila.

"Do you have a lover? before marrying me?" ask Kenzo to investigate.

"Yes, when I was in college" Nasyila said.

"Then, where is he?" ask Kenzo.

"He's just the past, he left me for another woman" Nasyila said honestly.

"If you get reunited, will you be in a relationship with her?" kenzo asked, getting curious.

"For me she is just a bad past, even if I were a widow, I would not be willing to go back with someone who betrayed me" Nasyila said.

What is this feeling? why is it so crowded to hear Nasyila's words.

"Why ask like that?" Nasyila.

"Like me" elak Kenzo.

"Ah well, I'll go back to cooking for dinner.

"Okey, no problem" said Kenzo a little review smile.

Strange creatures, sometimes my husband as bitter as bile, and sometimes his attitude as sweet as honey.