Berlianku My wife
138. Combustion.

Ardi, Alya and Miss Mirna have arrived home. With swift and attentive Ardi memapah Bu Mirna. Actually Alya did it at first, but as usual Ardi lebay. Ardi forbids Alya from doing and carrying anything. Anyway everything let Ardi do it.

The bags, the luggage of Bu Mirna, Anya's bag and the provisions that Alya brought also Ardi and Pak driver who brought. Of course after Ardi gave extra money.

After arriving at home they clean up and perform congregational ashar prayers. Finished prayers Bu Mirna sleeping in the middle room holding tasbih.Bu Mirna reading dzikir afternoon. Sementaa Ardi and Alya immediately rushed out and relaxed.

"Mas, Lian made tea first yes" Lian said gently to the kitchen to her husband. Lian wants to serve her husband and be a good wife.

"Aren't you tired? Mas do not want you exhausted you know, it's a pity to sit here" replied Ardi did not welcome Alya's efforts.

"Ish likes it better, make tea doang not tired. Lian wants to be good as a wife"

"Yes, I want to be a good husband too. Have you sat down, your energy, you save it for later malem" replied Ardi with a naughty smile and prank.

"Did? Later tonight? What's that supposed?" alya asked pretending not to know because she was upset.

"Not knowing anyway? The mraktekin the doctor taught. He's.."

"Maas, you can't do it often! Dizziness Lian. Mas discussed it continues, let Lian make tea first yes" replied Alya pouting.

"Don't frown, I'm kidding. Not often, not often, not often!" ardi replied again still teasing his wife.

"Hemm, stop talking about it. Wait here, yeah. Lian go back first"

"Don't! You sit here, you make it. Your tea's pregnant milk, isn't it?" replied Ardi offered to replace him who served his wife.

"Emem" Alya replied nodding, Alya felt a good idea also replace Ardi who made a drink.

Then Ardi to the back, while Alya sat on the terrace enjoying the afternoon atmosphere in the mountains. From Alya village a few kilolagi already merapi area. So when the afternoon the air is very cold and starts to fog. But that makes Alya feel at home and miss his village.

There hasn't been 1 minute Ardi's back to Alya.

"Honey. Where is the same tea? Where's the hot water?" tanya Ardi does not understand the kitchen of Miss Mirna.

"The hot water boiled first. Tea is just as sweet in the closet on the stove, milk in addition to sugar, do not get me wrong! Tasting first let's not taper the same garem" replied Lian Long taught Ardi.

"Resbus first? No dispenser or flask what?" answer a little surprise. Ardi bargained lazily should boil water first.

"Mom doesn't like water dispensers, let's boil first Mas. Can't you?" tanya Lian hesitated to see the look on Ardi's face began to show a lazy face.

"It could be, a reliable husband mas really" replied Ardi spontaneously wanted to show his love to Alya.

"OK" Lian replied nodding, then the cell phone toy again.

Ardi went back to the kitchen. There is no 1 minute Ardi back yet.

"Darling, He. "call Ardi again and ask again.

"Hmmm. What's?" lian asked softly and anxiously with her husband's behavior. "Once again, back again, mending Lian aja selesein" inner Lian

"What's the boil for? Howmuch?"

"Yes use that place Water, it's next to the stove, teapot. Filled water does not need to be too full 3/4 enough!"

"okay"

Ardipun returned to the kitchen again doing what his wife had told him. This time Ardi was quite long in the kitchen, after there was a sound of boiling water not long Ardi came out. But he didn't bring the drink he made.

"Yang" call Ardi again behind Lian.

"Hemm, moreover? Where's the milk and tea?" lian asked, his patience was over.

"What is one glass of spoons?" ask Ardi again.

"3 spoons of sweet. It's on the side of the cardboard, Mom! I'm Lian who made her own" replied Lian ketus and gregetan then woke up from her seat.

"The news is so bad" replied Ardi meledek Lian.

"Lah mas weigh makes drinking doang daritadi back and forth. If you can't say it, let Lian make it" Lian replied anxiously to her husband.

"It's on the table in the dalem, it's done, all for mom" replied Ardi made a surprise. "Task fearing wrong. I love you according to the rules" replied Ardi gently and pointed to the dining table.

"Ooh" Lian replied ashamed of her wrong guess and was already angry. This time Ardi was completely reliable.

"Mother is still dzikir. Tea let it be there first time yes" said Ardi saw the living room table.

"Yes, I didn't get salt wrong, did I?" tanya Lian hesitated and mocked Ardi.

"Dear, I've tasted it" replied Ardi taking his milk and cup of tea to the terrace.

While waiting for their friends to go home, Ardi and Alya enjoy the afternoon atmosphere on the terrace of the house while ngeteh.

"Old friends, huh, Mom?" lian saw the watch was almost 5.

"Biarin, they're all single, still pedecate time. Let them go for a walk" replied Ardi lightly and sipped tea for himself.

"Hemmm, about Anya actually married Kak Farid not well?"

"Liat aja, said Mas! Don't think about Farid, what's the same as Farid?"

"Ish..start on, start on! Lian didn't ask, she's not temen mas too, wrong huh?"

"Mas don't like you talking about other men in front of Mas"

"Yes, yeah"

"Sinih" said Ardi patting his thigh.

"Huh, what?" alya asked confusedly her husband patted her on the thigh.

"Mas wants you to sit here" replied Ardi wanting to take Alya.

"That's so much Mas. Lian is uncomfortable, sitting on the bench rich little boy, ashamed to know"

"Why embarrassed? No one, too, cold. Mas also want to know, how heavy is the wife mas, happy is not the wife mas same mas?"

"Should it?"

"Udah come with nothing!" said Ardi then pulled Alya and now Alya sitting on Ardi's lap, fortunately Alya tends to be short and thin, so balanced.

"Mas feels mas dreams come true to have you in Mas's life" Ardi said gently holding both of Lian's cheeks.

"really?"

"Huum, stay with Mas and accompany Mas no matter what"

"Kok suddenly became serious and melo anyway?"

"Yes, I used to want to enjoy this kind of life. Got a filthy wife, beautiful good. Hidu in the village. Quiet peace, simple, no one cares or knows who Mas" said Ardi honestly.

"Hemmm, really so much?" tanya Alnya melted the atmosphere.

"Yes"

"Usually said it, ferocious cook wife, chatty baffle. That"

"So, I'd live here if I liked it in the village"

"Can't be darling. Dino wa, wa continue. Tomorrow we go back"

"Tomorrow? Lian wants to finish Lian's leave here Mas. Lian didn't come!"

"But I can't be far from you"

"Yes, no, said the businessman was free time, could certainlyin himself. Come on cake, don't keep working, stay here a week!"

"Yes later dino's phone let's email the files that must be checked, hopefully he can ngehandle well"

"Tell?"

"Dad" replied Ardi smiling, then landed his lips against his gentle wife's lips.

****

"Well" exclaimed Dinda from inside the car looking at Ardi and Lian's thaw on the porch of the house.

Unbeknownst to Lian and Ardi, it turns out that the car driven by Dika has entered the yard of Bu Mirna's house. All the passengers in the car also saw the warm scene of the two lovebirds.

Anya who was still heartbroken and had not subsided held back a howling cry without commenting. Especially among other friends Anya who has been memorized by all the madness of her theme husband. While Farid looked away clumsy at his best friend, Farid glanced at Anya.

It's like Farid was going to say. " Not envy them. We can also Neng, let's be as halal as them soon" .

Unfortunately Farid still did not dare to invite Anya to talk again. Farid knew he had done something wrong and made Anya angry. Farid knew Anya was hurt.

Farid still silences Anya, giving room for Anya to think and accept the reality. Farid knows and Anya can think mature. So Farid chose to keep his distance and words for some time to Anya.

Dinda did manage to calm Anya down and take her home. But all the way Anya was silent. His face always looked out the window. I don't know what Anya's thinking.

While Dika felt a bit uncomfortable and embarrassed to see Ardi and Alya. But Dika also put admiration to Ardi. Make Dika Ardi worthy of being an example of a good husband, so dear and love to his wife.

Hearing the sound of Alya's car immediately pushed her husband and immediately got down and stood up. Alya really felt that she had no more face in front of her friends. Unlike Ardi, he is proud to do so.

"Alhamdulillah you have arrived" said Alya smiling kindly to welcome his friends.

"Well, y'all yeah, it's halal, dating continues his work, not in Jakarta not here!" namel Dinda so got out of the car. Anya, Dika and Farid came down without comment.

"Ibadah Din, he said worship, touching the wife can be a reward" replied Ardi Spanish. But it was stopped immediately with Alya's pinch, coding her husband for silence.

Ardi and Alya compact misfocused staring Anya. Anya's eyes looked puffy, her face bent. Anya went down and went straight into the room.

"He why?" alya asked and turned to Farid.

Ardipun did the same turning to Farid implying a question mark. Farid gulped his saliva with a lazy expression, then they sat on the porch of the house. Dika chose silence not to comment.

"There has been drama at the food stall" whispered Dinda to Alya and Ardi.

"What drama?" alya asked enthusiastically.

"The love triangle, I'll tell you later. I didn't eat tau because of them. Though Anya who nawarin I eat" said Dinda innocently told Alya feel himself a victim of php Anya.

"Of course, you mean you haven't eaten yet?" tanya Ardi sympathized.

"Not yet, laper me" plain Dinda ceplos.

Alya as the host also thinks and feels responsible for feeding to his guests. Then Alya looked at her husband giving the code. Eat outside or eat food. The afternoon was cold and fog started to appear.

"Dik" call Ardi to Dika.

"Nggeh Mas"

"Here cold gini what good to eat? My guests are tired" said Ardi glanced at Farid with a soft look.

"Yes most out Mas, pecel catfish, lamongan, angkringan, ronde, or sate rabbit, or rames Mas" replied Dika honestly.

"Duh, gotta get out? There is no delivery order? Grilled chicken or what? Tired me" Dinda nyeplos honest.

"The most out Ma'am, here on top of the problem, the sales are below, so it must go down" replied Dika explained that they were in a mountainous area.

"My wife is pregnant, I want to eat at home" replied Ardi chimed.

"If you want, burn yourself Mas, at home"

"What a great idea" replied Dinda. "Seru kayaknya"

"Where is Ardi? Do you agree to cook yourself?" tanya Dika chimed.

"Gue can't cook it. What do you want to cook? It's up to you guys anyway. Lo how Rid" asked Ardi mediate.

"Gue agreed with Dika's idea. I can cook it. But what's it gonna burn?" ask Farid.

"In my house there is a gurameh, Nila the same rabbit Mas, it seems good enough to be burned and hate rame-rame"

"Waaah likes" said Dinda exuberant.

"OK agrees" replied Farid and Ardi simultaneously. While Alya smiled.

"Mother also has charcoal, son, the roof is also complete" added Bu Mirna from inside the house.

Hearing the voice of the people conversing Bu Mirna came out and looked happy. The house is usually quiet today crowded and warm.

"Yes have hunted Maghrib there take rabbits and fish" said Ardi gave the order.

"Gue hasn't taken a shower yet" Farid said

"Entar aja, keburu maghrib difficult to reach the value, there to Dika's house" answered Ardi

"Lo's not coming?" tanya Farid felt ogah told Ardi to continue. Ardi looked at his wife.

"There come!" alya..

"Yes!" replied Ardi obediently to Alya.

Then Ardi, Farid and Dika get into the car to the house of Dika who turns out to be a neighbor of Alya village. Miss Mirna, Dinda and Alya come in. Dinda kissed the hand to Miss Mirna and got acquainted.

"You slept just as much as Din! Let the other room make Kak Farid" said Alya to Dinda.

"Ready! I want to take a shower, but how cold is it?"

"Boil some warm water first!"

"okay!"

Dinda and Alya went into the room. Inside Anya's room, she looked on her stomach, drowning her face in a pillow. Alya and Dinda looked at.

"Gue's gonna take a shower. Sono Lo chat Anya!" whisper Dinda to Alya.

"okay!" alya answered giving a thumbs up. Then Alya came in, sat down on the edge of Anya.