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Bima Visiting

Lara

"Oh yeah, Mama is waiting downstairs. Mama thinks we're doing it again!"

Ditya smiled. "Mama must have understood. We are newlyweds. Little nudity must be electrum."

"Gee! Ah, let's go down. I am the hungry one. Mama's cooking was delicious I saw. It felt like breakfast bread had evaporated somewhere this morning."

"Well tomorrow I make breakfast that lasts until noon, right?"

"What?"

"Tumpeng rice!"

Me and Ditya laughed together. "Nothing is more exciting? H.ha..ha..."

Ditya and I finally went down. Mama was waiting for us to arrive, holding a smile.

"Mommy thinks we're good at the top!" my protest.

"Let's go! This is halal. Where and when you are free!" ditya Sahut.

"And I'm ashamed!"

"Relax, there I am. We have nothing to do!"

We also approached Mama who was still smiling meaningfully. "Not as I thought, Ma. I slept well. Lara didn't wake up and was even engrossed in looking through my book collection."

"What did Mama think? I know you! Let's eat. It's cold."

I poured side dishes and rice for my husband. From now on, this is my job. I took the initiative myself to do it. I have long dreamed of being in this state.

We ate together while chatting familiarly. Sometimes Mama teases us who are still newlyweds.

Before going home, Mama advised to give her a grandchild as soon as possible. Ditya nodded without a second thought. I follow what Ditya said.

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Finished from Mama's house, Ditya took me to the supermarket. Shopping for our daily needs.

Like in the Korean dramas I often watch. A pair of newlyweds who shopped with affection. So romantic.

"I'm sorry we didn't go on a honeymoon. My schedule is very tight. Tomorrow I start working again. Not yet the process of me transitioning to your Papa company. The less time I have for you!" ditya said sadly.

We did not have a honeymoon like most newlyweds. Her job demands did not give her time for a honeymoon.

I who was bored because I would be at home unaccompanied Ditya decided to take some endorsements. Ditya didn't forbid me to work. As long as I don't take up too much of my time.

At night, we had fun. Enjoyed the beautiful early days of our marriage. To make a loving union. No one can disturb us.

Unfortunately, tomorrow Ditya has to go back to work. I'd be so lonely being in an apartment by myself.

After asking permission from Ditya, I went to Bima's house to work. The boy didn't come to my wedding reception on the grounds that he wasn't feeling well.

I came carrying a fruit parcel and went straight up to his room. Knock first the door of the room and enter as soon as he lets.

"Hi, Bim!" I greet you kindly. "Where are you?"

I put a fruit parcel on an empty table. "What pain?"

Bima did not answer my question, instead asked me back. "Wouldn't you go on a honeymoon?"

"No. Ditya busy. Today I just went to the office. That's why I came here. Want to tell you if I'm ready to take another endorse offer and create content."

Bima smiled cynically. "Udah abis money for the reception yesterday so now nyari money again?"

"What pain? I don't know. I also don't know what pain. Pain lazy times?!" still answered cynically.

"Gee! Don't do it ah! Have you eaten yet? We order yuk food! I'm hungry anyway. This morning it was just breakfast bread. No nampol!"

Bima was smiling too. Lost is the frustration in him. "Enormally eat rice with bread. There's a message. Soto ceker aja. Let's seger!"

"OK ready!" I smiled happily. Seeing Bima return to Bima I know makes me very happy.

We also started to choose which endorsements we would choose and which ones we would not. Make sure the product is registered with BPOM and check various things before agreeing to receive the endorsement.

"Then what content do we create?" my many. "Old time I don't make content. It will be lonely."

"Yes... Content about your marriage. That's what since yesterday everyone wants to know." replied Bima again with a ketus.

"Yes anyway. I have a lot of questions too. Why don't you self-release the wedding event on my content."

"Certainly? There's no video? Who hasn't been blow up to the public?"

"There was. You know I make videos anywhere and anytime."

Lazily Bima asked for my video. "Jaudah here. I'm edittin!"

I smile. "Still Bima. So good! Bima is the best!" I gave her two thumbs.

I also sent out some videos that I recorded myself. First video of me fitting clothes. I recorded where we were fitting clothes, then when I went inside the boutique and saw Ditya was fitting a suit.

Bima looks lazy to edit it. But Bima was seen smiling as I asked the boutique waiter to record me while wearing a kebaya and bridal dress.

"It's really pretty." praise Bima quietly.

"Who? I'm pretty huh? Thate. Lara mah is beautiful." I said confidently.

"No! The danger is beautiful!" ketus Milky. "Udah ah don't bother. Send again which content to be created."

Even though I know Bima does not mean evil. I smiled and pinched Bima's cheek. "Don't jutek! Watch out for the jutek-jutek like me huh! I didn't come to my wedding, sok jutek again!"

Bima finally smiled. He let go of my hand that pinched his cheek. "If you are happy, I am happy. If you are sad, I am sad. Sorry I didn't come on your happy day. I really couldn't come at that time. But I always pray for your kindness."

"Ah... sweet.." I hugged Bima and I heard her heart beating fast. Quickly he let go of my embrace.

"What the hell! Play hugger! I'm a big guy too!" with a shy face.

"Why indeed? You haven't had a shower yet, Bim? The smell of acem just as I hugged! Take a shower first!" my scolding while hitting his shoulder softly.

"Whenever shower? Just wasting water!" answer's relaxed.

"Yuuuhh... Filthy bima! Shower there! I'll take a shower if I don't take a shower!"

"If I take a bath later hugged again not with you?" bima Goda.

"No! That was a bonus! It's fast there! A lot of work awaits!"

Bima smiled and stood up. "The cirain was hugged again! Yaudah pesenin es also do not soto doang. The most expensive and delicious ice!"

"Yes baffles!"

I impressed what Bima wanted to then while waiting for me to open the video file that Bima had edited. I saw my childhood photos getting big. Photos that have been edited.

Sorry, Bim. I know what you feel. But I gave myself up to Ditya. I don't deserve you...

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