When Married?
KM Part 122

This morning the flower woke up first. When his eyes opened he was treated to a beautiful view of God's creature right in front of him.

Her lips smiled, and her hands rubbed the man who had become her husband. Literature still closed her eyes, a subtle snoring that indicated she was asleep in her sleep.

Flowers did not expect that they were married. When two months ago accidentally met again with Literature, Bunga thought he would continue to hate her. But his heart rebelled, and his love was greater than his hatred.

It all felt strange at first. Literature once hurt him, but when the man grabbed him at the Villa, he felt very safe, comfortable and did not want to be away from him. That is the true meaning of love, no matter how hard you want to refuse in the end he will return to the heart that should be.

Flowers came down and went to the bathroom, since last night he had not had time to clean himself. After finishing the bath and changing clothes, Bunga came out of the room and opened the door slowly so as not to wake her husband.

Flowers into the kitchen and looking for groceries to cook as breakfast. He opened the refrigerator and found a box of oatmeal, liquid milk and fruits.

Bunga decided to make breakfast with the ingredients, when his hand was busy stirring oatmeal suddenly someone embraced it from behind.

"Good morning sweetheart." Followed by a kiss on the cheek of a flower.

"Morning too honey." The ballast flower kissed the cheek of Literature who propped her chin on her shoulders.

"You smell so good." Literature sniffed at the neck of the Flower, "Which makes what?"

"I made breakfast for us, ten minutes will be ready. Take a shower first."

"Bow me!" Whisper in the ears of flowers.

"You're not a toddler. Take a shower yourself!" The flower elbowed the belly of Literature made the man chuckle.

"Oh yeah, baby, there's something important you want

i'm talking to you. Yesterday I hadn't had time to discuss it because I was busy taking care of our wedding preparations."

"Look. For almost two months now I have been going back and forth between Jakarta Banjarmasin. I do have a job regarding hospitals here, but my position as CEO of Prawira Group makes me unable to continue staying here because my presence at headquarters is needed. I have a great responsibility towards the running of the company because my papa as chairman only plunges directly when there is something very urgent." Literary sentences paused for a moment.

"If you don't mind I want to take you to Jakarta, I want to be with you always and never want to be away from you. However, if you prefer here you do not need to move, just that I can not always accompany you, I will try to go home twice a week" he continued.

Pensive flower, just got back with the man he loved so much and had to separate again? His heart felt unwilling if it had to be far from Literature.

"I'll come wherever you go, it's my duty as a wife to always accompany my husband, right?" Bunga reviewed his smile and clasped the hands of Literature.

"Thank you dear, for understanding me. But we haven't talked to your mother yet, will she allow it?"

"After breakfast we went to the store. Take it easy, I will allow it. It's just that I'm worried about the shop. Usually I make cakes with mom, but if you do it yourself, you'll be overwhelmed because the order is getting bigger, because all this time my employees never let me make cakes with their hands," clear Flower.

"To deal in the store you don't worry, I'll hire a professional chef and some of his assistants in that field to help your mother. You just have to ask them to adjust it to your recipe."

"If it is like that I will not worry anymore, but before we go to Jakarta I want to see Kak Rama first. I want to say goodbye, after all he has helped me a lot all this time" Pinta Bunga.

"Are you sure you're ready to meet him? if it's not better don't." Literature looks anxious.

"I'm sure, after all, from now on I won't let myself be defeated by trauma or anything. I want to be fully healed and be a strong woman to deserve to be by your side."

Literature was moved by the words thrown by his wife, he grabbed the face of Flowers and kissed her affectionately. "I'm sure you'll be a strong wife and mother to our children."

"of course. As the wife of Sastra Prawira I have to be tough, right? because behind your high office there is a great responsibility that you bear, as a wife I must also be able to be the source of your strength not your weakness." Flowers show her smile.

"So proud of you baby."