Laras And Nabil
after marriage

The barrel screeched loudly while closing its eyes, afraid.

Brakes squeaked hard almost Laras was thrown forward.

Nabil's assistant sitting next to the driver looked back "what's wrong, miss?"

"I want to go home" said Laras.

"We're heading home, we'll be here soon, miss patience" the thirty-year-old assistant said.

"I want to go home, I don't go to her house" Laras pointed to Nabil.

"The master's house will be the lady's house too so be patient"

"I don't want to go home with him" cried Laras.

"Down!!!"

The voice sounded cold and terrifying.

The barrel that was whining became shrivelled. Between down what not.

"But I'm not sister's wife, the marriage was boongan"

"Who is taking it seriously?" nabil's voice sounded irritated. The man spoke up not looking at him at all.

"Trus why did you take me home? nice big brother, I'm like a doorprize gift that can be brought at will"

"You're not a gift but a disaster, because I only love Airin not you"

The driver looked at Amoy, Nabil's assistant, for an opinion. The assistant nodded and the car returned. Amoy saw the lady from the lookout glass, the young lady was seen crying and also frightened because she snapped the master just now. While the master seemed to be hit with the situation. A dream marriage ends in disappointment.

At home they were greeted by a forty-year-old maid carrying a closed tray. The barrel doesn't know what the tray is about.

The man went in without speaking and the maid looked out and went back into the house and asked, whispering to Laras "where is the bride?"

Shoulder lift barrel "do not know mbak"

"Who are you?"

"I?' The barrel saw on the wall a lot of photos of Airin and Nabil. Starting from their courtship until their preweding photos are plastered there.

"I'm Airin's brother" told Laras on the maid "whose name is it?'

"Angelina Jolie, commonly called Yul or commonly called mbak Yul, you?"

"Road"

"Kok you don't know where your brother is? did your brother miss the road before coming home?"

Laras went to sit down kofa and then Yul just offered him after that "please sit, mbak Yul forgot" kekeh woman.

The barrel feels tired. He wanted to take a break but where? there are only two rooms in the house. One on the top floor and one under the stairs.

"What do you want to drink?' ask Yul to Laras. The smile expands. From the cake asked, did the face of Laras not need that fussy.

"Stroberry flavored milk"

Dahi mbak Yul pucker "here there is no strawberry flavored milk, you ask only stock coffee"

The face of the barrel is back blurry. Their favorite coffee Airin and Nabil is indeed one taste.

"White water only"

"Well, that's just a good guest, ask for water doang"

Mbak Yul take drinking water to the kitchen and put in front of the barrel "does the water use a spoon?"

The barrel rolled a panted eye. This one maid toyed with him told to drink water with a spoon. But he was still patiently marked as "Thank you"

Nabil came down from the top floor, his clothes had changed with his usual clothes, t-shirts and material pants. The man's way hastily.

"Gentleman where are you going?" yul asked the man.

Nabil didn't answer his face was so tangled and exhausted.

"Usually master is not like that, why is he?" ask Mbak Yul .

"When did you know Nabil?"

"Five years, I'm moving from her mother's house, just a day here to help Airin's mother in this house"

"So Nabil has prepared all this?"

"Of course, Mr. Nabilkan love Airin, yesterday his face sparkled so much that he said he could not sleep, he said deg-degan waiting for the day"

Laras was concerned to hear it was appropriate if Nabil was now frustrated with the situation.

The door of the house was knocked from the outside. Ma'am Yul rushed to open the door. A driver handed me a suitcase 'this is Laras's mbak clothes and his college books"

'Thank you!!"

Ma'am Yul brought the suitcase inside. Laras was surprised to see that much of his stuff was sent there. It's the expulsion of his name. He had no interest in Nabil's home for a long time.

"Kok your clothes are sent anyway Race, don't don't.." eyes mbak Yul glared hysterically "you are madam Laras!"

"What the heck mbak Yul, I ngantianin while until Airin's brother comes kok" said Laras, the face mbak Yul increasingly unconditioned lebaynya.

"Mrs Baras! forgive me Yul who did not welcome you properly, but Mbak Yul has prepared everything" mbak Yul turned frantic like a person who has made a big mistake.

"Bak Yul, don't do that, I'm not a mistress"

"No madam, I'm sorry Yul! mbak Yul promised not to repeat it again"

Mbak Yul will remain silent until Laras forgives him. Barrels don't feel good to be treated that way.

"Yes, Yul, I'm sorry"

"Thank you madam, thank you!"

Hurry up mbak Yul went to the kitchen not long after he brought the tray he had been invited to the front, rice, and water in a joint.

"Opaan tuh mbak Yul"

"This is the same wedding reception event that exactly with the Indian film that Yul watched" Mbak Yul opened the tray lid and saw a red liquid there.

"Bak Yul, I'm tired! I'm going to college tomorrow"

"But this has been provided by Yul far away, come on, Madame Laras"

Ma'am Yul approaches Laras, the girl makes a shield with both hands "no, no Yul! I am not a real bride! tomorrow yes! if Airin's brother comes mbak Yul put it on him, barrel help kok"

Mbak Yul so doubt speech Laras there is a point as well. Finally he gave up.

"Bak, I'm hot and sultry" lamented Laras. If at home he must have slept no care about his mother ngoceh told to take a bath.

"Oh yeah, Yul almost forgot, come on! mbak Yul has everything ready"

"Where's mbak?"

"Follow it"

"No, I take a bath and sleep in Yul's room anyway tomorrow I go home too"

"Where can it be, the time of the mistress ninggalin master, will be husband and wife"

"Sir Yuuul, I'm not Nabil's wife"

"It was a wedding, right?" mbak Yul hints at Laras "yes? marriage is not a joke, it is a sin if you leave your husband! madame Laras wants to go to hell?"

"Mbak Yul do not be afraid of Laras deh, Laras diligently pray really"

"Yes, if you are diligent in prayer, you must also obey the orders of your husband"

"Whatever Yul, I want to go home"

Laras took his suitcase in Yul's hands but just got to the door his face suddenly pale. There was Vina with her husband Hendra.