
Returning home with other friends, Azka returned to her room and found Salsa sitting on the edge of the bed still with a face on her body.
A line of smiles was clearly imprinted on Azka's lips, approached the wife and extended her hand.
"Udah came home, it turned out," muttered Salsa grabbed Azka's hand, then buried her lips for a moment.
Azka lowered her head, with one hand on Salsa's jaw. Peck the left, right cheek, last forehead on the lips and a little long.
"Azka," said Salsa, he was not used to such things as.
He thought men like Azka only existed in the world of pestilence, it was not. Azka is real and now belongs to her. He will be the priest who will guide him later.
For the profession as the head of a motorcycle gang. Azka was more than enough to be a husband. At least the man was not very poor in religion and lazy in worship.
"The others are still under, right? What are we doing?" salsa asked after Azka took off her pangutan.
"They're gone because there's business, back at night. Beque in front of the house," Azka answered removing the peci on her head then gave it to Salsa.
"I was sleepy, woke up too early this morning," Azka said crawling up to the bed.
The man did not lie, it was only a while when Azka was asleep in a sideways position.
Salsa, who was done with her affairs, stood beside the bed looking at Azka's peaceful face. "It is still unexpected that we married Ka. How can I still not believe it?" salsa Mummings.
Do not know what else to do, because the house has been settled by several Azka men. The girl sleeps next to her husband by sleeping behind him.
As she fell asleep, Azka woke up in the afternoon. He did not wake up to find his wife next to him. On the elus of the cheeks Salsa is very soft.
"What a beauty his son Mr. Arion," muttered Azka. "Now he's Azka's wife." I don't think the corner of the man's lips is interested.
"Why do I want to marry Sal? I'm afraid I can't have you later. I don't know, but I feel like I have to spend a lot of time with you today tomorrow and maybe forever."
"A shitty girl when we first met, my favorite girl is now changing professions to wife. Funny,"
"Wake up?" salsa murmured that opened her eyes got elusan from someone.
"Not yet, still in the dream realm," Azka replied.
"Why are you getting more and more cheebelin the more Ka? I miss the mountain, uh you, your coercive attitude, and your cuey."
"Seriously?" ask Azka.
"Heheh joking."
Draining the phone on the nightstand, managed to divert the attention of the newlyweds. Lazily Azka grabbed the flat object and then answered it.
"Why lo?" ask Azka.
....
The man left Salsa on the bed with his face. The girl watched Azka change clothes swiftly.
"Where are you going?" salsa sat on the side of the bed.
"To the headquarters, promise to go home before dark," Azka replied.
"Don't brawl!"
"No Sal, just to the headquarters of the other house."
"Be careful if that's the case" said Salsa.
"His face don't dong, I don't feel good about it."
"Eh ...." Salsa is confused. What's with his face? "Wait a minute, I'm going to the bathroom."
After coming from the bathroom, he went back to Azka. "Udah fres, just woke up so ketokok that, not forbid you go Ka."
"Look. I'll go first."
"Yes." Yeah."
As Azka left, Salsa sat on the sofa thinking of something. "You shouldn't stiffen Sal. Before marriage," he murmured to himself.
"Ok, behave as usual."
"Son, where's Azka in a hurry?" reni asked to disperse Salsa's daydream.
"Oh, Azka again has Ma's business, so hurry."
"Oh that. How can Azka still be her nickname."
"Keep what Ma? I call him that often."
"No manners, what else in front of the in-laws."
"How did Ma go?" salsa was also afraid of making mistakes.
"Just don't call your name in front of your in-laws, please be more polite" Reni advised.
"That's Ma? Thanks, if Salsa is wrong in the ingetin again yes!"
"Of course, baby."
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