Alin and Hazar
CHAPTER 27

Hazar came home a little early today. He left all his business to Pak Naf and Karin. He wants to go home and see his wife.

“Where is he?” hazar asked Aunt Yona, who came to greet him at the door.

“Nona is in your room Mr.”

Hazar immediately stepped in, heading upstairs to where his wife was. Upon entering the room he found Alin lying on his back on the bed. Still in full clothes like he saw it this morning, the shoes were still attached to his feet that dangled touching the floor. Hazar approaches Alin's body, opens his shoes, and justifies Alin's sleeping position slowly and carefully.

At his sight Alin's injured cheek, already covered by a clear plaster. On the touch gently then leave a kiss there. Then step into the bathroom.

Drying a cell phone in a pants pocket disrupts Alin's sleep. With eyes still closed. The cell phone was stuck in his pants.

“Halo!” a typical hoarse voice wakes up. Alin picked up the phone call with his eyes still closed.

“Nak Alin!” a cry from across the phone. Alin's eyes opened perfectly. He reflexively got up and sat down.

“Mama!” peekkik Alin's.

“Iya. Alin son is busy now?”

“No. Where is mom now?”

“Mama just got home. Does Alin want to come here? Mama brought a lot of souvenirs for Nak Alin.”

“Can! I'm going there now. Bye Mama!” Alin immediately turned off the phone call. Willing to throw down from the bed, but snuffed. At the sight of Hazar having been standing in front of the bathroom door, staring intently at him.

Alin got off the bed in a smooth motion. He's setting his mind. There must be an important reason to get out of the house if the Husband is already at home. “Kakak already home?”

“Dumb question, of course he has gone home and is now standing half naked in front of me” Inner Alin.

“In your opinion!” Hazar answered ketus.

Alin walked closer. “Will I prepare clothes Brother.”

“No need! I can take it myself.” Hazar's face still looks cold.

“Then, I'll be out now.” Alin spoke slowly and carefully.

“Do you still want to get out!” hazar's voice was sounding deeper.

“Kakak!” Alin took Hazar's hand. “I'm only out for a moment! I'll be back by eight tonight.” Alin's face was pleading.

Hazar didn't budge, he turned around and went into the dressing room. Alin was still following him in the back. “I'll be home before eight, come on Brother! it's just a minute.” Alin was still pressing behind Hazar's back. Hazar remained silent and did not reveal Alin's whereabouts.

Alin is out of ways. He turned Hazar over with a single jolt, pushing Hazar's shoulder until his back touched the closet door. A little tiptoe Alin buried his lips on Hazar's lips.

“Are you done?” hazar asked as Alin let go of her pagutan. Hazar sheathed the shirt she had taken from the closet before Alin pushed her away.

Alin sculpting. “What didn't work!” muttered.

Hazar grinned, touching Alin's still-wet lips. “You are very unsuitable to be an attacker.” Hazar chuckled, out of the locker room.

Alin ran after Hazar. “So I'm gone for just a minute! Please hemm..” Alin blinked his eyes.

“Return before seven.” Hazar said as she straightened her hair in front of the mirror.

“Jam seven! What can I do outside, if brother only gives me two hours!”

“Then you don't have to go out at all.”

“No! I'll go.” Alin sneered behind Hazar's back. Then grab her bag on the bed.

“Didn't you shower first?”

“My time will be wasted, if I shower first.” Alin answered annoyed. Then get out of the room.

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Alin has arrived in front of the Wira's house. The house his grandfather gave him in return for the Hero's willingness to shut up. Because besides Alin, only Wira knows about their level of achievement. The house is not too big. Two-story house, with a small courtyard and garden that is not too spacious.

“Mama...!!!” Alin immediately barged into the House of Wira, when he found the door slightly open. The atmosphere of the house still looks empty. Because Wira still does not occupy the house, because he is still busy working.

“Mama..!” Alin ran over, and hugged Mama Wira. “hmm... kangen...” he said.

“Sama, Mama too.” Mama pats Alin's back. “sit first.” Mama drew Alin's thoughts to sit on the living room sofa that was still wrapped in plastic, and had not been arranged properly.

“Mama has started settling here?” ask Alin.

“Not yet. There is still a lot to take care of in the village.”

“Keep Mama here how long?”

“Tomorrow Mama should return again.”

“Loh by tomorrow!” Alin frowned. “so fast Ma!” Alin.

“Ya how to do again. Maybe next month Mama can just settle here.” said Mama. “Oh yes! A souvenir for Nak Alin is in the back. Why don't you bring Alin's husband here? My mom doesn't know him yet.” Continue Mama.

“Important in it Ma!” Alin was visibly upset when talking about her husband.

“Why is that?” Mama hero looks to mengolem smile. “new bride kok has started lashing.”

“Like to chat danya Ma. Already rich ceremonial builder only!” ketus Alin's. Now they're sitting at the dining table. There are a lot of boxes on the table.

“You've come!” The hero appeared from behind the door. Both hands were carrying a large plastic bag.

“What is this?” Alin unpacked the contents of the Wira's default bag. “Mama to cook!” Alin exclaimed cheerfully.

“Iya. Said Nak Alin misses Mama's cooking the most, not Mama.” Said Mama.

“Who said so!” Alin rolled his eyes staring at Wira. “dia very right would it.” Alin and Mama chuckled. Except for the hero, he's back away with his plate face.

Finish in the kitchen, with a variety of foods have been arranged neatly on the table. Finally Alin can sit down and take off his fatigue. Alin stretched his muscles.

“Nak Alin wants to go home now? Eat first for a while, while Mama packs it up for Nak Alin to take home.” Said Mama.

“I want to stay here Mama.”

“Cannot.” Mama answered quickly. “there is no good fortune for a wife who is ungodly to her husband.” Mama said again.

“She also disobeyed me Mama. He even often does his best, locked me up, and organized my life as he pleases!” yell Alin's upset.

“Rabbling it while eating only.” Mama put the spoon into Alin's tagan. Busy with boxes.

“Tomorrow Mama leaves at what time?” Alin asked while moving some food into his plate.

“Against possible. Mama should tidy up this weathered bachelor house first!” said Mama.

“Let me help tomorrow. I'll take Aunt Fatma too. Mama should know my nanny's aunt, she's very chatty and twitching eyes now.” Alin spoke with his mouth full.

“Why so!” Mama asked puzzledly, staying busy with her lunch boxes.

“He betrayed me when I fell broke, and sided with rich Hazar at this time!”

“What is Hazar your husband's name?”

“Iya”

“What he is so rich!” mama's eyes look sparkling.

“Why is Mama's expression like that.” Alin shuddered in horror.

“Mama will also side with him!.” Mama exclaimed cheerfully.

“What are all these mothers like?” Alin looked at Mama with a frown.

“No, only wise mothers are like this.” Mama replied chuckling.

“Switch from where!” ruth Alin.