Young Master's Small Wife
95

"Smile a little napa to look more beautiful," Reyhan poked the chin of the sister who was sitting on the sofa in the middle room, Sita stared at Reyhan sharply hinting not to bother him because he was so tired of having to pretend to be happy and put on a fake smile in front of the invited guests who were mostly from among his relatives-in-law, so it should look a little polite. The event is finished, not too large a simple one is already quite lively, this is also the proposal of Sita itself.

Among many people who are happy to welcome his marriage may be just Sita who throughout the event just frown, even for a little smile like no interest in life at all. MUA until overwhelmed to decorate Sita because of her flat expression, which is the most difficult to wear lipstick Sita very difficult to open her mouth, until persuaded several times so that she would open her mouth.

Alfan ran a little towards Sita who is now his wife, in his hand he brought two plates of food one for him another for Sita, a smile that did not forget to show.

"Suami lo very attentive, you know lo from the morning have not eaten," kekeh Reyhan laughed at the hilarious behavior of his sister-in-law who missed the attention grazed bego, but, already know his hands full is still a desperate gondol of mineral water that is clamped between his neck and cheeks.

"Becot very vicious, mending away from before me!" furious Sita then pushed Reyhan's body so that the owner almost fell down in case he could not hold the balance.

"Now, said bang Reyhan you haven't eaten from morning," Alfan handed a plate full of rice and side dishes to Sita. Sita looked at Alfan panted and then turned to the sodoran.

"Lo if you want to give me to eat about first bego, where I might eat this much anjir is, I guess what I eat this much," Sita grunted annoyed but tuh food tetep taken make Alfan frowned in wonder, but it was wanted in the same replace the new but Sita nerima ya already not so.

"Have your mouth if you speak not according to the facts, but every day you eat three plates are still lacking," Reyhan little nimbrung because he was disturbed by Sita's words that were too lying.

"Lo really do not interfere in people's affairs, there go before the sandal landed beautifully in your mouth," Sita was ready to lift her footwear. Reyhan just mengedumel annoyed and went to the wife who was cool talking with her sister.

Again Alfan was confused by Sita, he said earlier could not eat so much ehh even if he was exhausted first, I don't know Alfan was not too concerned about his origin Sita comfortable.

"Sita, here's a gift from me," Lena handed a parcel wrapped in batik gift paper to Sita with a ignorant smile.

"Wihh what is it?" Sita stared at every corner of the gift from Lena, trying to guess what it contained.

"Ehh open it later if you two again, do not be here not nice to see each other. Don't forget the dipake yes fit the first malem," Lena giggled amusedly. Sita stopped her impatient hand from opening the gift out of curiosity, but after hearing Lena's words she became upset.

"Without you telling me I also know the contents. Lo what the heck giving a gift is not very clear, I will not accept. Ngadi-ngadi lo," Sita handed her back.

"Ihh lo kok that, I'm hard loh for nyariin lo gift because I don't know what your favorite stuff, lo, this morning I hurried to take Mama to the Mall to buy you a gift and this is all that is in my brain, when you do not want to accept my hard work," Lena pursed her lips disappointed, Lena, sad, said the author. Sita whose people could not bear to finally reach back tuh gift.

"Well if I'm good at being a seneng," Lena back sumringah, Sita so paled.

Sita put a gift from her best friend Lena in the pile of other gifts, there are so many lined up in the corner of the room do not know from anyone, no one, until confused yourself want to open which used to be fitting event unboxing gift.

"It looks like you two will stay up late for unboxing tuh gift," said Fitri who appeared suddenly behind Sita, either appeared since when, but was still talking to each other. Sita sighed in response to Fitri's remarks because for her it was not important, the most important thing now is how to be free from this wedding-themed room prison, which is, he was tired of going back to the room but realized he was the main character here.

"Don't talk about it, I'm not interested," Sita passed away.

"Eh Sita can't do that, it's your duty as a wife."

"Or, but I'm not in the mood to discuss it, I'll also ask Alfan to wait for me until I'm ready," Sita threw her body on the sofa she was sitting on.

"You don't like that Alfan, surely he's not strong to wait for you to be ready," Fitri sat down. Sita flicked her shoulders indifferently.

"Who told me to marry me, but I told you that I don't love him but he was desperate, a risk."

Fitri just shook his head slowly to hear the words of Sita who was brave enough, even though the marriage was very extraordinary reward because it could avoid things that smelled of adultery, but yes it was already Sita's decision, Sita, kasian also he should marry the same person he likes at all.

"Sir Fitri, we both want to go home" cried Keisya made Fitri's attention diverted.

"That's a big shot? Habit deh you, just finished the show to play home" said Fitri refused the return of Keisya.

"So Zayyan fussy brother, do not feel at home if taken everywhere. ASI in the bottle is also finished, want me to milk it here but brother Vino ngararang said he should not be open-open carelessly," explained Keisya made Sita nod understanding.

"Where is Zayyan?" ask Fitri who did not see Keisya carrying her baby.

"Tuh with his Papa. Zayyan overslept so he now wanted to take her home, "Keisya pointed towards Vino who was standing while holding baby Zayyan, staring flat straight ahead. Fitri could feel Vino's gaze was really cold.

Sita on the sofa just as a listener to the dialogue of the brothers in front of her, she is like a mosquito dengue fever if there is in the association of these two women.

"Sita, I'm going home. Once again congratulations on the wedding may sadinah mawaddah warahmah yes brother," said Keisya friendly. Sita immediately stood up from her sitting and smiled kindly at Keisya.

"Yes Key makasi yes, by the way do not call use frills 'sister' yes, call the name just to be more familiar," kekeh Sita.

"But it...."

"Oh yeah, be careful on the road. Tell Papa Zayyan not to speed anymore."