CHASING A DREAM HUSBAND
Guardian Angel

" Ga, where are we going?" natasha asked in surprise when the road she was walking along was not in the direction of the apartment this afternoon, when Yoga picked her up.

" Come home, where did you stop by first?" Yoga is still serious about the wheel.

" But this isn't the way to my apartment, Ga."

" Yes, we go home."

Natasha scrunched her forehead. " But this is also not the way to your rented place, is it?"

" I'm not saying we're going into a contract."

Natasha is increasingly confused by the word Yoga.

" Where are we going?" Natasha turned her head towards Yoga who was making a smile without looking back at her. " Yogaa .. Where are we going?"

" I told you to go home."

Natasha squinted her eyes. " Wait, wait .. does this mean you actually have a house in Jakarta, Ga?"

Yoga looked over and gave a smile to his wife.

" right, right?? Iihhh ... moreover try the one you hid from me?!" Natasha's hands were instantly folded on her chest with.

Yoga shuffles Natasha's hair while stopping at the traffic light.

" It's not all mine, though. It was a gift from Papih when I graduated yesterday, so it wasn't my own work."

Before long the cars driven by Yoga entered the modern elite residential area. Natasha noticed that the two-story buildings had the same shape and without a fence, before finally Natasha's car stopped in a light brown house.

" This is your house?" ask Natasha while stepping into Yoga.

" House of gifts from the Papih." Yoga chuckles while pressing the bell button.

" Some one lives here?" Natasha thought Yoga would take the key and open her own door.

" There's Ms. Ratna with Mr. Hasan who is guarding and taking care of this house. It's impossible for this house to be ignored, abandoned not to the care."

" The Yoga?" A woman opens the door of a Yoga house

" Assalamu'alaikum Bu Ratna .." Yoga greeting friendly.

" Color, Den." Ms. Ratna said as she looked questioningly at Natasha. " Is this Den Yoga's girlfriend?" ask Ms. Ratna later.

" This is Natasha, Mom. Just call Tata. He's not my girlfriend, but wife ...."

Bu Ratna was stunned. " Wife? Kok Bu Ratna is not told, Den. I can help you wash the dishes, Den."

Yoga chuckles. " Look easy, Mom. We have not yet a reception kok, new halal and dag duren doang ...."

" Yoga ...!" cebik Natasha while pinching Yoga waist.

" Where is Mr Hasan? Please get me the suitcase in the car" Yoga handed the car keys to Ms. Ratna.

" There, being in the backyard, Den."

" Yes, please tell me to take the suitcase and carry it to my room, Mom." Yoga then held Natasha's hand up the stairs. " Oh yes, Mom. Later, please go to the mini market in front of you and ask for the same Mr. Hasan, there is something to buy."

" Okay, Den ...."

" You've prepared all the suitcases, Ga? Is that my clothes?" ask Natasha.

" Yes." Yeah."

" You're the one who dressed me, are you?"

" Not me but your Mama."

" Mama??" Natasha's forehead wrinkled.

" He-em, this morning when you were sleeping I asked Mama for help to take some clothes you made brought here." Yoga opened the door.

" So Mama knows we're coming?"

Yoga is a headache. " This is it .. The next place we're going to make the battle arena." Yoga's small laughter sounded with a mischievous smile clearly visible on the corner of her lips.

" Apaan, the hell ..." Natasha was weaving her lips into the Yoga bedroom room. He found the design of the Yoga room is not much different from the Yoga room at his parents' house in Bogor, although not as wide as the room in Bogor.

" I go down first yes, want to tell Ms. Ratna to buy some food and drinks to the mini market. What do you want to order for our dinner?"

" I'm going to buy pasta, I'm going to make spaghetti."

" okay." Yoga then came out again leaving Natasha.

Natasha then picks up her phone, and points her phone camera at a photo of Yoga posing alone. He then posted the photo to his WhatsApp story with the caption 'My Guardian Angel'.

Natasha smiled then put her phone back and stepped towards the balcony, breathing the afternoon air there that was cool because it still looks there are still many green trees in each house, different from in her apartment.

" Do you like this place?" A sturdy hand suddenly coiled around Natasha's waist.

" Yoga-yoga?" Natasha gasped as her husband suddenly stood behind her.

" We just move here, okay?" Yoga lips have begun to deliver Natasha's neckline.

" Yo-Yoga, stop!! We're outside, people will see!" peekik Natasha is upset.

" We are a halal couple."

" It's still shameful to see people!"

" Let's just say they can watch for free, live show ..." Yoga kiss Natasha cheeks.

" Yoga!! You're a pervert if you don't look around!!" Natasha's hand elbowed Yoga's waist then she ran into the room after successfully breaking away from Yoga's hand.

" Why didn't you stay here all this time? Why stay in a narrow contract?" natasha asked then when they had returned to the room.

" If for a suitable bachelor it lives in a rented, if here it is more suitable for people who have a rich family we are now. Some take care, some sleep, some take a bath ...."

" Athaghfirullahal, Yoga!! You are talking not far from perverted things! Very nice bum ..." Natasha grumbling.

" But you like it, right? The evidence has already begun to absorb my perverted teachings." Natasha rolled her eyes in response to her husband's words.

" That's it, ah. By the way it goes on, males ..." Natasha reached for her phone which turned out to have many messages and even a call entered her WhatsApp.

" Oh my God, who is he, Nat?"

" Cakep😍, Nat. You can meet me, Nat."

" Eheemmm, new guy, Sha? Not Andra, is that it?"

" Crazy ... crazy ... crazy 😍😍😍...

" Natasha ... know me to a guy, want me to kelonin😍😘 ...

" 😍😘Wrap, I'll take your guardian angel home, Neng."

" Mauuuu ...😍😘

" Oh my God, seeing her makes the walls of my womb tremble ...."

" My boy, where's Nemu, Sha?"

And there are many more messages that Natasha hasn't opened.

Look what, anyway? Until that smile? Chatting same guy, huh?!" tanya Yoga who felt suspicious found Natasha who read her chat message with a smile.

" Want to know!" Yoga immediately snatched the phone in Natasha's hand hearing Natasha's reply.

A big smile immediately rose on his lips when he found some comments from Natasha's friends about his photo that was shared Natasha in his wife's WA story.

" Dare to steal photos without my permission, you, yes!" Yoga instantly pulled Natasha's waist with her burly arms.

" What's why? Want me to punish again?" challenge Natasha to raise her head.

" Smart you now, hemm ..." Yoga direct melu*mat lips Natasha,

Teett

Suddenly there was the sound of a bell that made their lips stop.

" It looks like there's a guest .." said Natasha breaking free from Yoga's embrace.

" Please open it up first, yeah. Ms. Ratna's at the mini market, I'm gonna take a shower for a second." Yoga steps into the bathroom. While Natasha walked down to the front door of the house to open the door.

" Sister Yoga, I miss you .." cried a woman as she spread her arms as the door opened.

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