Wedding Because of Application
phone call

The sound of the rooster kokokan began to sound unpretentious, naurra wriggled her body trying to open her eyes slowly, staring with a smiley grin on the face of the man who was sleeping beside her body.

*Thank you for loving me*.

Naurra walked slowly towards the bathroom, walking very carefully so as not to wake her husband.

after cleaning his body, Naurra walked down the stairs and headed towards the kitchen of his house, seen bik mar already grappling with cookware to prepare breakfast.

bik... what is the breakfast menu this morning?

*today maybe aunt wants to make fried rice

nengs..

jaudah if so, oh yes bik, no bread? make an addition later.

there is neng, already bibik prepared on the table to eat the same few jams .

okay thank you,.. Is there anything you need to help naurra not?

I guess there is no deh neng, because the bibik only nyiapin this only, most after this also stay nyiapin the same plate of milk to be spelled.

yaudah let naurra aja that nyiapin saucer same milk.

*well neng, thank you for helping with the aunt's work.

yes bik sama*. Naurra also took a few glasses to take to the dining table with her plate.

son.. are you awake ? said Naurra's mother who was watching her child was pouring liquid milk in a glass.

ehh yes buk, answered his mother's question by stopping her activities for a moment.

is dad awake ? Naurra said by continuing to pour milk into the other glass.

*it's done, but it's still in the room, out soon enough. Oh yeah, where's your husband?

he's still sleeping open, let it go, I don't have the heart to wake him up anyway.

oh pantesan only you pour 3 glasses of milk.

yes buk*.

morad opened his eyes slowly, looked up at the sky roof with still a little sleepiness in his eyes, then he got up and leaned his body back, looking back, stretching his muscle muscles while circulating the view to the entire corner of his room .

*Where is he?

ahh.. why do I miss him so much now . I want to hug you dear*.morad flicked the blanket from his lap, stood up and rushed out of the room to see his wife immediately.

seen from above the figure he was looking for was applying jam on the bread in his hand.

*Honey .. !! shouts morad from above*.

naurra monoleh towards her husband's source of voice "*you're awake dear* ? naurra said with a sweet smile.

whahuh? did he call me sweetheart?

plaques !! awww. Morad slapped his cheek hard, for this was the first time that Naurra had called herself that sweet.

this is real.it is real! morad ran down the stairs and immediately hugged Naurra from behind.

dear this is the first time you will call me that name . said spoiled Morad by immersing his face in the neck of the naurra.

while his two in-laws were flabbergasted at the behavior of his daughter-in-law who was in front of them.

ahemm.naurra's father gave a sign that at this time they were not both, the Deheman made Morad surprised and immediately released his embrace from the body of Naurra.

Ma. sorry dad, sorry mom. hehe said morad embarrassed by scratching the nape of his neck that does not itch.

buk ira put the glass of water he had drunk on the table.*daughter, is this really really the call "honey" for the first time thrown by my daughter ?

well, he never called me sweet, and this is the first time he called me that, so I'm really happy*.

naurra squinted her eyes at Morad with a stare . cih !! why do I call you sweet ? whereas you alone did not love me before. murmured naurra in her heart .

naurra breathed . hhmmm'ah.alright, from now on I will call you that name more often, and now please sit down my husband.it's time for breakfast.

after finishing breakfast, Naurra and Morad return to his room, while both naurra's parents must be ready to go to attend a wedding of his friend in a place far enough away.

naurra's phone rang, on a little nightstand next to their bed.

naurra grabbed her phone, seen her mother's name contact who was calling her.haloo ? yes buk?

*daughter, same mom dad go first huh..

oh yes buk, naurra same mas morad directly down now yes ..

no need, this mother is also already in the car, already want to go out. later if you want to have lunch just ask for the same bik mar..

dih . . I am not a child anymore buk, who if you want to eat it should be taken just like mar* replied naurra with a tone that pretends to be a little upset .

*ya yes, the mother leaves now yes, the location is quite far because, afraid that a bit of luck even jammed.

yasudah yes buk, hearts hearts yes you*..

Morad observed the conversation of naurra and her mother from the side.

*who's dear?

my dear mother, she has gone to her friend's wedding .

oh*have*..

Soon, the phone also rang, there was an incoming call from his father's secretary in Arabia.

hello assalamu'alaikum ? what's up ?

young master, the big master is currently sick, and the company is currently not doing well either. The big master told me to contact the young master, in order to quickly return here.

what ! dad is sick ! morad said in a slightly loud tone, making naurra surprised, even though she did not know what her husband was talking about with someone who was at the end of the line.

wait a minute, dear*.say morad by stroking his wife's hair.

*well, I'll be home soon, probably about 3 or 4 more days.

alright young master, I will pass this on to the great sir*.

after the call was interrupted, Morad put his phone back on the nightstand, then he grabbed his wife's hand, holding his wife's hands with a slightly hesitant face.

dear. said Morad began his conversation.

naurra looked her husband in the eye, didn't she ? what was? anything you want to say?

yes, I have something to say, but I hesitate to say it.

will this hurt me?

I don't know, it's gonna hurt you or not.

what exactly do you want to say? please, say whatever you want to say.

I got a call from my father's secretary, he said my father is currently sick, and the company is currently in trouble, aa.

naurra grabbed her husband's chin, gently raised it back up so that their eyes would still meet each other.

take a deep breath " honey go, your father is sick, and the company is in trouble, which means there is a need for you right now .

*are you okay?

sure* ! she pretended to put on a cheerful smile in front of her husband.

really does?

naurra nodded while still pretending to put on her cheerful smile.

well, I might go 3 or 4 more days, take good care of yourself later yes, and let's enjoy these few days well.

morad grabbed his wife's waist close and hugged her tightly .

as time goes on, the moon has now returned to its appearance, decorating it with several stars above the sky there which is quite dim.

baby, I go down first yes, I thirst to drink said Naurra reasoned.

bailklah, replied Morad with his gaze still focused on the screen of his phone.

Naurra walked down the stairs, set foot into the back garden of her home.Naurra sat in an iron chair she used to sit in.

naurra looked ahead, but no matter what she was looking at, because her current gaze looked like a blank look.

I don't know, I just felt happy because you already love me, but. hiks hyks hyks.

but, why should you go instead . hiks hiks .. Her tears fell on her cheeks more and more as she continued her sentence.

why ! why ! hyks hyks..

morad was in the room waiting for his wife who did not return to their room.

why so long ?

don't happen to him. Morad immediately flicked his blanket and ran down the stairs to the kitchen.

spread his gaze all over the corner of the kitchen room, but there was no figure in his car.

where is she ?

did he say he wanted to drink? then why isn't it here? morad searched his wife to the corner of the house, but the figure he was looking for had not yet been found.

his heart grew riled up "all the corners of the room I've been looking for, but where is he? why is there no ?!

ah yes ! there is one place I have not yet gone. Morad rushed his feet to where he had not yet gone.

and it turned out to be true, the woman was currently there, sitting leaning against the available iron chair.

baby !! call Morad from behind the naurra's back.

recognizing the voice that called out to him, Naurra immediately wiped her tears.

yes baby? look back with a smile back.

morad approached Naurra and sat beside him.

your eyes... Did you cry? cupping naurra's face by looking into her eyes .

no. naurra shakes.

lied !

naurra immediately hugged her husband by crying "*honey.. hiks hyks hyks.

are you scared because I'm going back to my country* ? gently rubbed his wife's hair.

naurra nodded" yaaa..

thank you for loving me, you made me fall in love, even though at first I just wanted to play you and just wanted to take my revenge on Indonesian girls, your heart loves me so sincerely, so you shouldn't get all that. You're a good girl, and I love you so much, I promise to be back for you soon.

naurra was a little calm with her husband's words, but there was still something stuck in her heart, because the words revenge back she heard from her husband's mouth.

naurra let go of her husband's embrace and tried to ask. "you mean revenge?

morad just smiled" Come on, let's go in the room ! when are we gonna be here? your body can be eaten by mosquitoes.

naurra poked her lips, upset that her husband had not answered her question.

ayokk. morad took his wife back .

naurra stood on the chair of "Gendoongg." said the spoiled naurra..

Hidihhhhh. morad turned his head back in surprise at his wife's unusual behavior .

want not to ! naurra shouted a little.

ii. yes dear, Morad immediately carried his wife and brought her back to the room.

continue what is not ?? sorry if you rarely get up 😂