[[Love To Life]
LTL Part 7's

"Emang you think we ****?"

"No. But ****totally," replied Valenzi.

Princess and Karina sneered. "We know from Nadia."

Valenzi was silent for a moment. "Kok, can you tell?"

Princesses nodded. While Karina was busy with snacks that she still chose from the refrigerator owned by Valenzi.

"He said, nadia bokap business partner in-law lo. Yeah .., it's rich with that deket."

Valenzi recalled where he was wearing a white dress, and Raka was wearing a black suit.

Valenzi dissolved with his thoughts, so he looked dreamy for quite a while.

"Dor!"

Valenzi blinked, turning his head towards the Princess.

"What's the hell, anyway?" ask Princess. Valenzi only shook his head in response.

After Karina came with a lot of snacks, the three dissolved into a warm conversation. The moments that Valenzi longed for, he could laugh freely with his three best friends, exchanging stories with them.

With the lies that Valenzi has created, the fourth relationship does not split in the slightest, it looks even tighter.

"Zi .., we say yes."

Valenzi. He led his two friends to the door.

"Ah, even though I want to see what Zizi's rich husband. If it's a handsome-kana"

"You want to move, is that it?" sergeant Karina, while shaking the head of the Princess who was complaining in pain.

"Temen lo nih, keep the spider coc in the brain," Karina complained.

Valenzi. "My husband is coming home from Malem, will you wait?"

"Gak ah. Waiting for someone's husband. We're back, Zi. Drug," said Karina, who walked first to Santa Fe in her purple wine.

Valenzi waved his hand when he saw Karina and the Princess poking out from behind the car glass.

Valenzi returned to the house, also closing the door.

Valenzi returned to his room, clearing up the mess that his two best friends had left behind.

Valenzi was quite sweaty, even though he only cleaned his room. Disposing of plastic waste, arranging chairs and jumbo bean bags to the right place. Lay out her mattress to make it look good, and sweep her room.

Valenzi decided to clean himself up. Then went down into the kitchen, preparing dinner for herself as well as her husband.

Today, Marni did not tell her to come, even though she knew Raka would be home late tonight. She just wants to be a good wife, and serve the husband fully.

Valenzi was still waiting for her husband at the dining table, as he continued to glance towards the wall clock.

The night was getting late, and Valenzi yawned repeatedly. He held both of his cheeks using his hands. His eyes felt heavy.

Valenzi fell asleep at the dinner table, as the door opened.

Raka saw his wife who was asleep at the dining table, he immediately approached her. However, his foot accidentally kicked a large vase in the corner of the room as he put down his shoes. That made Valenzi wake up.

Valenzi was seen closing his eyes repeatedly, staring at the approaching Raka with squeaking eyes.

After making sure if it was her husband, Valenzi swiftly approached Raka and took over the bag as well as her suit. "You wait at the dinner table, let me get you dinner."

It was not until 3 minutes that Valenzi was back in the kitchen after putting the suit into the laundry basket, and Raka's bag into the room.

Valenzi was busy heating Raka's dinner in the microwave.

Valenzi waited for Raka who was eating her dinner in silence. Never once has Raka been seen stealing glances at Valenzi. To the extent that she felt in Valenzi's heart, she was eager to talk to her husband. Discussing her husband's work, her work at home, and many things.

"Raka ..., your office, how?" asked Valenzi timidly.

There was no answer from Raka, she was busy chewing her food inside her mouth.

Valenzi bit his lower lip. He hopes that what he does is right.

"Raka ..-"

"Could not be, si!" snapped Raka.

Valenzi who was surprised by Raka's response, shrieked and lowered his head feeling as if he was the one to blame.

Raka left without finishing her meal. He just passed by leaving Valenzi with many times the pain.

Valenzi smiled wryly, and tidied up the dishes as well as the glass that Raka was wearing.

Valenzi took a deep breath with a single pull. The more days, the more he felt uncomfortable living in a house like this. Maybe for someone else 'My Istanbul House' is right. But not for Valenzi. This house where he lives, also this household is like iron bars. There were no happy things for him, there were only stifling things.

Valenzi took one clean cup, and started making tea for Raka. Whatever Raka does, Valenzi is Raka's wife. A wife who is supposed to serve her husband.

Although not spared the pain given Raka will last at least for 2-3 days for him. But really, it could not prevent Valenzi from serving her husband.

Valenzi finished making his tea, he was silent for a moment. Take a deep breath and throw it away slowly. And then he stepped towards Raka's study.

Valenzi knocked on the wooden door with a shiny brown paint on his face gently three times. Then open it slowly.

Now, she was already completely in her husband's study. He saw Raka who was busy with her computer monitor. The two eyebrows clashed together, like they were reading something very serious.

Valenzi walked over and placed the cup of tea she had brought on her husband's desk.

"Not to be taken."

Valenzi turned her head, she still saw her husband who was still with his serious face staring at the monitor.

"Really?" ask Valenzi. And answered muttering by Raka.

Valenzi nodded briefly, and walked out of Raka's room.

Tonight is too late for Valenzi. Usually done with everything in order, Valenzi would fall asleep at 22:00, but now, at 23:30 he has not gone to sleep.

Because her husband came home too late, her sleeping hours fell apart. Valenzi immediately lay on the bed, and closed his eyes.

...🍁...

Mentari greets Valenzi through a gap in the large window of his room.

Valenzi squirmed a little before getting off the bed.

He was surprised by what he saw. So, last night when Raka prevented her from tidying up the blanket as well as the pillow, Raka slept in the room?

Valenzi approached Raka who was still wrapped in a thick blanket on a folding sofa.

Even so, Valenzi's morning was still the same and would continue to be the same, serving her husband. Prepare breakfast and deliver it to the front door of the house.

Valenzi returned to his room to rest after finishing all the homework.

Valenzi arrived at the room, and immediately sat down on the edge of the mattress. He held onto his shoulder which felt a little sore from exhaustion.

Valenzi moved on and picked up the P3K box, looking for a pain reliever cream.

As he was busy searching, suddenly a piece of paper fell not far from him. It seemed like he had unintentionally shifted it, and made it fall.

Valenzi stared briefly at the dull paper that had fallen on the floor. It was quite a while before he decided to take it.

Valenzi squinted both eyes. Staring fixedly at the photo paper in his grasp.

Valenzi went back to bed, having gotten what he wanted.

Not yet had time to apply the cream, Valenzi was already dissolved with the photo paper.

He's still trying to remember something. It seems he was the one who brought the paper. The paper he found in the warehouse, along with bi Asih.

Yep. This time Valenzi remembered it. He kept the photo paper so that one time he could see and observe it.

Valenzi looked at the photo paper he was still holding.

"Here, Raka?" muttered.

"So, who is this?" said monologue.

Valenzi continued to match the faces of the two boys embracing each other in the photo.

"Yes. It's Raka. Very funny, huh."

Valenzi still continued to observe the photo, but only Raka's cute face kept her thinking.

Valenzi turned his head as his doorbell rang. Valenzi grabbed his phone, checked the CCTV on the front porch. Valenzi saw a woman carrying a rather large box.

Valenzi kept the photo paper in a P3K box again. And rushed down to the door of the house.

Valenzi opened the doorbell camera.

"Who?"

"Oh, good day, Mom. I'm from Naura's boutique. I was told to drop this off for Mom."

"Well, a minute."

Valenzi placed his thumb on the door handle, and approached the woman carrying the box.

"Here, Mom."

"Oh, thanks. If you can tell, who is this from, Mba?" ask Valenzi.

"Sir Raka, Mom. Then excuse me, ma'am."

Valenzi. And back into the house with the box in his arms.

Valenzi's brain kept him from being forced to think. "Kok, suddenly give me ginian?" muttered.

Valenzi opened the box that he had brought to his room a moment ago.

There are two boxes inside.

Valenzi opened one of the smaller boxes.

Valenzi fell silent, and took the contents. "Dress?" muttered.

It's not finished up there. His hand reached for a larger box, and opened it. "Heels?"

Valenzi wondered before he found a piece of paper tucked away on top of a large box.

...🍁...

...salam, sir,...

...Ika & Anggity...