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One__Initial Wedding

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Aisyah smiled sweetly looking at the husband's shady face. Not expecting at all if now his status has changed to a wife since a week ago. Getting to know each other a few months through a friend, it turns out Bayu seriously wants to be in a relationship with him.

Initially, Aisyah did not respond at all because she had not intended to establish a relationship, but Bayu did not break charcoal, until finally Aisyah received her good intentions.

“I've never dated and don't want to date. If Mas is serious, please come to my father to ask me.”

The sentence was actually an attempt of rejection made by Aisyah, when Bayu expressed love to her and asked her to date. But Bayu took it seriously. Ready not to be ready, Aisyah finally received a proposal Bayu.

Slowly he took his foot to step closer to his husband after putting a cup of hot coffee on the table. “Mas, wake. It's six.” Aisyah gently shook the husband's arm.

“I'm still sleepy, just a little more.” Bayu answered without opening his eyes. A little movement he did just to fix the blanket that had slumped from his body. He pulled the blanket to cover the body to the neck.

Trying to understand the exhaustion of her husband due to last night, Aisyah gave her husband time tolerance. Fifteen minutes later, she would wake her husband up. After all, have done the dawn prayer earlier.

Aisha went to prepare herself. Today he will return to work. Her retirement is over. There's not much he's prepared for. Only use moisturizers, powder sprinkles, also lip gloss. He does not like to dress up menor. After that, he changed clothes with a uniform that he had prepared.

Not noticeably, twenty minutes had passed, she hurriedly woke her husband back up. “Mas, it's almost half seven. Buruan wake up, later I am late,” her door gently while wiping her husband's arm.

Bayu wriggling. His eyes blinked to adjust to the light that pierced his net. Seen a look of annoyance from the face that just woke up, until the netra hazel caught the figure of the wife who was smiling. “Keep what does this have to do with me?” ask with a tinge. The gaze of those eyes was so nyalang that Aisyah immediately lowered her face.

Aisyah was a little confused by the question that was thrown from her husband. “Ehm ... Mom, don't you want me to go to work?” tanyanya doubt.

“CK! Just bother. You usually ride a bemo. Why now ask for everything?” Bayu got up from the bed with a mountain of frustration because his sleep was disturbed. He came to work at eight, should still be able to sleep another hour.

Aisyah could only hear her husband's nagging. Suddenly his chest felt tight. ‘Notice’ words like a big rock squeezing the heart.

Is delivering your own wife a hassle? Shouldn't a husband and wife fill each other up? Then, why can appear the word ‘terepenggot’ in a husband and wife relationship? All the questions revolved around Aisyah's brain, making her eyes blurry because the crammed clear grains wanted to force out of her beautiful manic.

Seeing Bayu had gone out of the bathroom, he immediately dispelled the clear grains so as not to drip more and more. “Sorry, if I'm a hassle. But I think that if I was delivered the same, Mas, right, save more money bemo. Not far away either. Ride the motorbike for at least ten minutes, if you ride a bemo still have to ngetem in a fork of fifteen minutes,” explained Aisyah. She hoped that by explaining that her husband could understand her meaning.

Envelope money obtained from the wedding has been thinning because it is used to cover the lack of wedding costs yesterday. Now they have to save for living expenses for the next month also to pay for room costs next month.

Aisyah is just an outsourced employee, where if she does not enter automatic work she also does not get a salary. While Bayu is just a mechanic in a small motorcycle repair shop. So, his income is also uncertain, depending on how much he made improvements to the motorbike serviced in the workshop where he worked.

Aisyah no longer answered seeing Bayu who was already emotional. “Study independently, dong, Dek! Don't keep grepoti me. Although girls, you also have to be able to everything, so that it can be relied upon,” the scolding again.

“Sorry.” That one word that only Aisyah could say to chimed in the scolding of the husband. His chest feels tight. Never imagined by him if Bayu can behave like that.

“Corn, game! Don't melt!” Bayu immediately started his duck motorbike engine. Despite the nagging, he still escorted Aisyah.

No more debates were heard after the motor drove. Aisyah just lowered her face. There was no smile etched on her sweet face, which was there, the clear granules were still forcing to seep outward soaking down the cheeks. Aisha was crying in silence. Biting the lips so as not to go outside.

“Is this the form of a marriage? I think, with the marriage will be more intensified love husband and wife because it has become one,” monologue in the heart.

The wedding shadow was so beautiful in her mind at the time. Especially the newlyweds. It will all be sweet when the husband treats her well. Make her queen in the household heresy they live in.

It turned out that everything was not as beautiful as his shadow. Only a week had passed he had already been hit hard by reality. Plunging him to the bottom of the abyss of consciousness, that it was all just his dream.

Not wanting her husband to see her cry, she immediately wiped away the tears. He raised his heart so that he would no longer feel pain. The tightness that squeezes it out by repeatedly breathing roughly.

Ten minutes later Aisyah had arrived at her place of work. The place where he has been for the last three years. “Ais, work first, Mas.” He grabbed the husband's hand for him to kiss the back of his hand.

“Ya, already. I'm back.” Bayu gurga rotate the direction of the motor. He wants to continue sleeping again that was disturbed. Aisyah stared at the loss of the husband, until the voice of someone shifted his attention.

“Wah .. there's a newlywed, nih,” the tease of a woman who approaches her. Aisyah simply returned the temptation of her friend with a smile. “How does it feel to duren?” Again Aisyah only responded with a smile.

“CK! Mouthful smile that just got ration.”

Aisyah hit the friend's arm slowly with her eyes slightly glaring towards the interlocutor. “Byok in, Ma'am! Why talk about it here?”

“So you want to talk it out inside, huh? Be able. I'm ready to listen. But, it should be a detailed story, yes!”

Aisha did not speak the words of her friend. He dragged the friend to immediately enter the room they occupied to work. Along the way, they were forced to pause their steps to receive congratulations from a friend who happened to be unable to attend Aisyah's wedding.

Suddenly her net caught a scene that made her chest feel claustrophobic again. A pair of human children who are hand in hand with affection. They looked so happy with the laughter they were giving.

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...To be continued...

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