Husband For Keara
FirstLove cafe's

"Assalamualaikum.." exclaimed Muthia as soon as she arrived at a simple modern minimalist style house.

Without waiting, Muthia grabbed Keara by the arm to follow her in and sat herself on the living room couch.

Although what is seen is a one-story building with an area that is more or less the same as the houses on the right and left, but is judged from the furniture, interior arrangement, ornamental plants, and so on, and the car that is parked pretty in the carport, it can be guessed that the owner of this house is the one who is.

From inside the house appears the figure of the woman who is remembered Keara is Muthia's sister. The woman looked so beautiful despite wearing only a simple house shirt on her knees. Smile and how to walk, it seems that Muthia's sister is an attractive, elegant, and classy person. Perfect.

"Eh.. There are guests..?" he said as he walked closer and sat on the single sofa next to Muthia.

"Yes, brother. This is my high school friend. Her name is Keara." said Muthia.

Keara half stood up, reaching out to shake hands with Muthia's sister. "Keara, Sis.." Keara nodded her head.

"Hello Keara's.. I'm Marsya, Muthia's sister." Marsya answered welcoming Keara's hand.

"We accidentally met in the front mart there." said Muthia again.

"Oh that.." Marsya nodded her head. "Ambilin's theme drinks in the refrigerator dong, deck.."

"Okay, wait for K.."

"Not bother you.." Keara was late in stopping Muthia. Muthia had already moved into the middle room to the refrigerator at the end of the middle room.

"It's Ok , K.. Relax here.." said Muthia while offering a bottle of fruit-flavored tea to Keara.

"Mas Ardi again has a project out of town until tomorrow.. So I was told to stay at my sister's house to have her friends." said Muthia, ending by throwing a smile and glancing at her brother.

Keara just nodded her head. He gulped down the drink he received from Muthia. Moistened his throat which was quite dry after hearing the 'lecture' from Mr. Dono, his supervisor at the campus earlier.

"Yaa. although the edges ntar I became a cogek see kak Marsya and mas Daniel uwu-uwuan do not know sikon.. But what about K.. Fate I have no parents and far from in-laws anyway.." The three of them chuckled at Muthia's outpouring of heart.

"the food.. If the husband everywhere still kintilin continue.. I'm like Daniel tuh. If there is business out of town will not go if brother does not come." seloroh Marsya.

"Iyuuhh.it is the case that Danielnya mas is an acute bucin. Wherever you want to go.. Afraid of his wife." said Muthia. Inviting Keara and Marsya.

There was a speck of bitter sticking out in the recesses of Keara's heart. What he heard this time was the outpouring of hearts of wives with a deep love for their respective partners. Both with the way of attention even when far apart like Muthia and husband, and in a friendly way do not want to be far apart like Kak Marsya and husband.

He started to wander wildly. If Rizky was still alive, what kind of happiness could he devote to his friends later? Is Rizky not going to be overtime at the office because he always misses him? Or will he keep calling Keara, asking when he has to be overtime, and asking mom to accompany me?

What a delusion his delusion began to undermine his sanity. He doesn't want to get late. Really am. He's already taken Rizky's. Really am.

"Aren't you at the cafe? Tumbens.." Muthia threw a question that immediately parseed the reverie of Keara.

"Engga. brother is tired again. I stopped by Daniel's office for a while. Abis is coming home." answered Marsya.

Muthia looked at Keara. "My brother has a cafe and bakery in Diponegoro, K.. It is also in Jogja.. But the one over there has been born since my brother married."

Like getting a breath of fresh wind that immediately captured Keara deftly. Not bad, make added rupiah coffers in order to minimize its status as a burden on parents.

"Emm Marsya.. Is there a job opening at the sister's cafe?" He sidestepped the shame and embarrassment. The first time I met you asked for a job. "If there is, maybe I can apply for part-time work there, for part-time during college, sis.."

"Maklum sak. The last semester has no classes. Most of the campus just to meet the same dospem only.." continued Keara.

"Oh, mm. there's a K.. What a coincidence." Marsya, whose reaction initially seemed surprised, now returned friendly to him. "It just so happens that someone has just resigned. The boy waitress. You're not papa being a waitress?"

"Gak papa sis..kak papa terribly.." said Keara quickly. With a smile developing he glanced at Muthia, as if asking for approval.

"Seru deh if gini.. So if I stop by the firstlove cafe so there is a meeting that can be found." said Muthia friendly. It looks like returning Keara's request for approval even without saying it.

"Can you come to Cafe K tomorrow?" ask Marsya.

"Coming in the morning at 9 o'clock for the address you can ask Muthia. Continue to...."

The sound of the roar of the car engine that stopped right in front of the house cut Marsya's sentence. But as if he had memorized the sound of the car out of his head, Marsya covered um a sweet smile and went as fast as lightning, muttering to himself, "That Daniel has come home.. What time is it..?"

"You will soon see the action bucin number wahid.. Guaranteed to make amused mix envy at once." whispered Muthia while chuckling softly.

While on the doorstep, it is clearly seen by Keara how beautiful Marsya smiled waiting for her husband to enter the house. The husband's smile is no less powerful. Perfect mate. Both of them are also almost perfect. A combination that is rarely encountered.

Because the literal meaning of the couple Keara knows is complementary. There are so many met a couple who if the husband is less handsome, then the wife is very beautiful. And vice versa.

Or the most is a chatty wife, can grumble at length. But his partner is a quiet husband.

"Honey.. Tumben's still at two o'clock already home.happy..." Marsya opened her arms wide. Giving space so that the beloved husband can land perfectly into his deck.

Gayung. A tall man entered the house. Followed by a gentle movement in the arms of Marsya's sister. Although he had to slightly lower his head and lower his body to be able to hold his petite wife.

"You're not feeling well anymore, baby.. I want to keep you at home." The husband raised his head, without breaking a pair of sturdy arms around Marsya's waist. "Let me meet straight home. I'll leave the other work to Arman. He's my most reliable assistant.."

'Oh, wait! The face of Marsya's brother's husband looks very familiar. Nope. Not artists.. Yes although very handsome, dashing, uh yes aampuun. Conscious K. waknow.'

'Keep..what was his name? Daniel's? and his assistant's name is Arman? Don't-don't...'

"Ehhcum.." Muthia cleared her throat with a deliberately hardened voice suit. His intention was to tease the bucin couple who were still clinging to each other in a warm embrace at the door. But in fact it also surprised Keara who was daydreaming.

"Eh, I forgot there were guests.." Marsya grinned, then took her husband closer to the living room sofa where Muthia and Keara were sitting.

Now Keara could see clearly. The figure of a handsome adult husband brother Marsya. Clean face, sharp nose, sharp eyes, with a thin sideburn adorning his jaw, Keara can already judge the man in front of him is a perfect figure.

Do not forget the smile that always unfolds sweet with one arm around the waist of the wife and occasionally throw a loving gaze to his wife, he said, fix makes this man as his benchmark in finding the figure of a dream husband later.

"This, Dan.. Muthia tonight wants to stay here he said Ardy there is a duty from the office must go to Palembang." said Marsya Kak. Her husband nodded his head in a friendly manner.

"As usual? Hemm okay.." said Daniel, who sounded more like a mocking tone Muthia.

"What is so hard about is mas..?" Muthia scowling. It must be just a joke. For a second later he laughed loudly.

"Ikhlas kok. sincerely, Mut.."

"So, this one's called Keara.. His High School friend Muthia. Keara here tomorrow wants to work at First Love.. Want to make a part time while doing the final task, that's it, K..?" Marsya asked Keara. Directly replied with a nod of Keara's head quickly and straightforwardly.

"Keara, this is Daniel.. Sister's husband.." this time Marsya introduced her husband. Daniel unhesitatingly extended his hand wanting to shake hands with Keara.

Keara stunned. This face is not foreign. Although the face he saw was currently much more mature than the face stored in his brain memory. Back then when he was still in Elementary School until Junior High often stole the sight of a handsome face every time he came to visit his mother's workplace.

With a little hesitation and nervousness, Keara reached out her hand to welcome the hand of Daniel that had been outstretched.

"Den Daniel, right? Den Daniel Wijaya?" lirih Keara's. Afraid of wrong people.

"Oh yes.. I remember who you are.." Said Daniel steady.

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