When Love Teases

127. Go home

Rama woke up first. Wiggling took off the circular hug on the stomach of the Puput and stared at the clock. His eyes widened perfectly.

"Astagfirefull!" Rama sat down while wiping his face realizing the dawn of bad luck. Half an hour six. The blanket, now sagging half of the body, features the body of the Lingerie-wearing puput. Immediately close it back because it has the effect of someone wriggling below.

"Neng, wake up." Rama rubbed his wife's cheek which was still sound and looks tired. Only respond amply while pressing the blanket up to the neck.

Rama pulls the corner of the lips. This is all the work he did last night. He let the tired pup first. Get up for a quick shower. Only after bathing did he deliberately bend in front of the face of Puput. Water droplets from her hair fall right on her eyelids. Making the Puput blink.

"Darling, watch the clock!" Rama gave a smile while pointing with his chin towards the wall clock.

"Yes Greetings!" The pupils who were rubbing their eyes, shrieked in shock while opening the blanket. "This is because Aa Maen has many styles. Sorry, Tear, Oh God. Fajur. " His embrace while stepping footily towards the bathroom.

Rama chuckles. Not wrong indeed. It's what keeps Puput up until three in the morning. His spirit stirred every time he heard the concoction of his wife. The pace of temperature is very good.

Rama finished praying when the new puput came out of the bathroom. His wife's haste reached for his face because it was six o'clock.

"Dayati lemes, Akang....." Puput approached the dining table where Rama had prepared two glasses of warm water. His long wet hair was left to wither. "This is more tired than the time of the storm in the pine forest." A glass of warm water has managed to refresh a dry throat. Switch to open a box containing pastry of various flavors that have been on the table since last night. Hungry struck.

Rama laughs. Anxiously ruffled the hair of the Escape. "The wisdom that is on you makes you dolle, Neng."

"Don't fight early in the morning. Worms in the stomach and disco. No breakfast has been sent. Should we go down to the resto?" Puput noticed Rama who turned on the phone. She kept her chin on her husband's shoulder.

"Our breakfast is again prepared, Neng. Wait another 15 minutes at most he said. I'm hungry for this." Sahut Rama while directing the hand of the puput to the core of his body.

"Oh, no. Kang Pan now adds the predicate to be a perverted Kang." The pupil keeps his distance. Move to the couch and turn on the phone.

Rama chuckles. Following moving sit. The phone that is already on displays dozens of messages since last night that have not been opened. He widened his eyes to see a new group called Brotherly Club. Smile broadly when reading the row of contents that discuss about him as well as the theme of coffee. And it turns out the same morning prayers bad luck.

Ricky: [For Egyptian coffee, I have a backache. Fajur mishap]

Joints: [Kayak aki². That means less olga. Stamina lo suck, Ky]

Rendi: [The responsibility of the Mizyan. I also have bad luck]

Satya: [Gue's awake until three o'clock. So mager nih. Where 9 hours to meet in Kelapa Gading 🥱]

Aryans: [Wah-wah. This kabeh mah. Demo of bule]

Mizyan: [Enak z on my turn. Look out for more coffee. Btw, please gedorin Willi's room. I still have the phone inactive. There's a need for this]

Ricky: [twitter. The room is next to me]

Aryan : [Rama woy.... Don't sneak! Enter aja. We hope it is her]

"Why are you laughing?" Puput stared in surprise at Rama who suddenly laughed loosely.

"This, darling. I'm in the hot daddy group with Mas Mizyan." Rama gave me his cell phone. He was open to the puput. Allows free access of its communication tools.

"Ish, on sliding all the brains out." Puput bobbing head reading all chat. Give the phone to its owner.

Rama: [Thank, Mas Mizyan whispered last night. Goks 👊]

For the first time Rama sent a reply.

Ricky: [Wuih, the new panganten will insist every day for sure. Honeymoon where's bro?]

Frame: [Turkey, Bro. Fly tomorrow]

Mizyan: [Gaskeun, Bro. Enjoy your trip]

Aryan: [Right. Don't be burdened with the hope of having to 'so'. Go, enjoy, be grateful. God will bring forth the fruit of the heart at the right time according to Him]

Rama: [Loving the Temperatures. support his advice]

Officers came with trolly with breakfast. Free service from hotel. Rama stopped the activities of replying to messages. Instead start a romantic breakfast, feed each other. Interspersed in small talk discuss Mother who will return to Ciamis this afternoon.

The two families are currently having breakfast together at the restaurant. Puput already told can not join because it has got a breakfast menu delivered to the room. It's a shame that it's not eaten. At 10 o'clock everyone will check out together.

...***...

"Teh, will you go to Cappadocia?" ask Ami when everyone has gone home. He listened to his sister-in-law's conversation with Mom as they gathered together in the living room. The one who said will leave for Turkey tomorrow.

"Yes, Mi. That's his schedule on the third day." Sahut Koput. The tour schedule during the honeymoon week was already conceptualized.

"Wow. It's my dream, Tea. Not her." Ami demonstrated the viral sentence expressively.

Rama and Panji laughed the loudest. The youngest always has a mood.

"Mother pray Teteh and Aa travel smoothly. Go and return safely." Said the mother who was going to get in the car. Getting back to Ciamis.

"Amiin, Mum. Mom also survived home. Always healthy, Mom." Rama kissed his father-in-law's hand solemnly and hugged him. The pupil did the same.

"Nji, don't speed!" Rama reminded the cousin after hugging each other patting the back.

"Ready, Brother. Don't forget about Turkey. Thank goodness for the future nephew too." The banner raised one of its eyebrows tempting Rama. Who retaliates with a toyoran on the shoulder.

Aul and Ami, who had embraced Puput, kissed Rama's hand. Both were so excited when the brother-in-law said they would be brought by-by from Turkey.

"Tonight it's a holiday? Preparation for tomorrow." Puput glanced at Rama who switched to hugging his waist while walking up the stairs.

"Hmm, no promise. Uhhhh!" Rama suddenly complained loudly because he got a crab claw on his waist.

"Neng, we're business class passengers. Tomorrow, lemes will sleep. Super comfortable not going to pegel."

"It's not. Just mending his hair there just let it feel first lapernya." Puput opens the closet to choose the clothes to be brought.

"Aa mah every nempel just as Eneng likes to suddenly hungry. Here's proof...." Rama hugged Puput from behind. Pressing something hard.

"Haisss, Aa's been exposed to the same perverted group members yes." Puput still take one by one clothes even though his movements become limited because of the interference of Rama.

Rama chuckles. "They are good people's circles even though there are non-Muslims. Bad language is also for science. Medication so that the husband and wife relationship is always harmonious."

...***...

A long drive to Ciamis with two breaks in the ashar and magrib hours, arriving home at eight p.m. Zaky took down two boxes of wedding souvenirs to share with relatives who did not come. Also for his friends as well as for his best friend Aul's genk. There is also for his teacher Ami.

"Sir Panji, go in first yuk!" Bring Aul. Which of course was greeted by the Panji.

On the living room sofa, Panji sat down to lay his back on the back while straightening his achy legs after driving for a long time.

"What do you want to drink?" ask Aul.

"What drinks are there?" ask back to Panji.

"There's coffee, tea, milk, syrup." Aul complains with fingers.

"Susu just now. Love a good night's sleep when Abis drinks milk." Sahut Panji's.

"The milk is not sweet. But low fat milk powder. No papa? Aul wanted to make sure.

"That's better. Less sugar." The banner gave a thumbs up.

"OKAY. Just a minute, brother!" Aul nodded and smiled.

Panji's phone rang as Aul passed into the kitchen. Sighing deeply at the name that appeared on the screen.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Panji began to say hello even though he was actually reluctant to accept the call.

"I'm in Ciamis. Tomorrow night is in Bandung."

"Don't stay in my house. Talk outside. Wednesday's meeting at the cafe blue sky at three o'clock."

Panji stared at the arrival of Aul who then kept the glass on the table. Then sit on the single sofa.

"Cannot. I went to college in the morning until twelve. At one hour there is a meeting at the office. My free time is from three o'clock. How's it?" continued Panji while lowering his voice.

Aul holds up a sofa cushion while propping up his chin waiting for Panji to finish the phone. Wiggling the soles of the feet without intending to eavesdrop on the conversation with that serious facial expression.

"Aul, remember yes. Have unpaid debts."

Aul straightened his back. "Eh, what's the phone?" shocked at not hearing the closing of the conversation. Which Panji answered with a nod.

"When do I pay money, brother?" Aul frowned trying to remember.

The banner smiled thinly. "Not debt money. Debt dinner time game TOD."

"Aihh, kirain is just a game fad, not a debt." Aul patted the forehead.

"So dong debt. That's a serious challenge from Rama."

"OK deh. Want when?" Aul.

"Later to tell you the time. Tomorrow afternoon I have to go to Bandung. This week will be busy work in the office same morning college." Sipping a glass of warm milk. Run out at once.

"I'm home now!" The banner looked at the circular clock on his left hand.

Aul nodded and immediately told Mother.

"Son Panji, thank you. It's been continuously repotinated with my mother's family." Mom said after Panji kissed the back of her hand.

"It's okay, Mom. Although it does not bring the Mother's family, Panji remains the same will come to Jakarta. So it's not remotinated at all." Panji reviews the sweet smile.

"Where are you going, Mom?" The banner extended the neck, looking into the living room.

"Abis salat directly sleep. Tomorrow we have to go to the cottage at 6 am to go to bed early."

Panji. He came out after saying hello. Waving the hands of pad Aul who led up to the iron gate.

Arrived at Enin's house a quiet atmosphere. There is only ART of a couple entrusted to guard the house. Bunda Ratih and Enin just departed from Jakarta at four in the afternoon.

Panji entered his room and dropped his back on the soft mattress. The caller was now stirring my mind. Both hands were folded into a head pillow. His eyes flashed through the ceiling of the room.

The figure who once missed his presence is now seducing for umpteenth time, wanting to meet. And the Panji succumbs to the ego. Prepare your hearts to meet on Wednesday.