Chasing Barokah
MB35. SPEECH IS DO'A

Neta laughed to herself considering her offensive action just now on Jaka.

Shanneta 'sowang' Amber, he laughed cackling this time, his new title so contagious nyosor-nyosor.

Neta who chose to re-dive herself on the mattress stared at the ceiling of the room. And the early morning incident reappeared as if it was resounding the loudest in his brain,

"Lo if ngela curry-liat people used to dong, Am..."

His heart again throbbed pain remembering that, since after that he had not seen his phone again. Neta wakes up and searches for her bag. Apparently there have been many messages attacking mobile phones following missed calls including calls from mothers and Syarif's mas this morning.

Neta closed her eyes, from this moment on she would finish everything related to Moccacino. The words of Jaka who asked her to be his whole wife at home this morning had made him think too, but if living only by relying on Jaka's income, his life would definitely be stuck up here, only, plus he who is used to having his own income will definitely be a problem later on.

The soul of Neta's business now forces his brain to think hard. Shanneta calculated, how much money he had in the account, whether it would be enough if he used to open a business, as well as what kind of business he would open.

Between the silence the atmosphere of his cell phone room vibrated, "bang Sandi,"

"Hallo bang?"

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As a normal man, it was natural that Jaka was eager to return home and expected something sweet this morning to happen again. And it is true said the health practitioners, because the survey proved to the in-timants produce endorphins that make him feel happy and more excited. In other words, it's like this morning some kind of vitamin intake for married couples.

Jaka cleaned up the workshop equipment as soon as possible, he was looking forward to meeting the idol, right! He is already in love with his wife Shanneta. Even from the first time he met, he had admired the beauty of the servant of God.

"Jak, it's Friday afternoon you're off, right? Soon again in August, Tarka there's no group?"

"There, I'll be the infocution in the group." replied Jaka. As usual, in recent years Jaka who was chosen as the leader of the village youth association will be preoccupied with a myriad of events ahead of HUT RI in his village environment. Though in fact Jaka is a nomad, but since he was 19 years old when he set foot on the land of this capital, that is where Jaka has lived and mingled.

Jaka showed a smile as thin as a strand of hair. If remembered, he who rarely smiled now more often curled his lips after meeting Neta, either because of his absurd behavior or because he was adorable, able to vibrate the heart, and, both have a role to play for it.

Look at the woman now. The woman? Jaka would proudly say that now. Neta was mingling chatting with mpok Aya, Nyak Epi, aunt Hana and cing Anjar, watching the village children running around while throwing a guyonan, what a soul-soothing sight. Especially if plus a small child, the second baby seems to be more perfect for Jaka at the age that will soon turn 27 this year.

In the sky that began to turn yellow but still issued a warm air.

"Tuh, your man came neng..disambit first!" seloroh cing Anjar make Epi nyak then sewot.

"Sambit, counted grass!"

"I mean cave sambit pake kiss, hot coffee, rice angel same clean clothes.." continued cing Anjar. Aunt Hana laughs with her hands that are still dirty oily because she is feeding her son who plays differently, the 4-year-old boy who gave off the aroma of white wood as a bundle of clothes Ejen Ali shirt and uneven white powder on his face almost resembles persimmon.

"Jul, here you are! Don't be so tight, you hit that chicken with Eman, get mad it's the guy!" his yell.

Neta withdrew from the gang of mothers-emak gang gang gang, when Jaka had kicked the engine motorbike. Accepting the black crackle doubtfully, "what is this?" his question, he loosened his eyes open the crackle, and the smell of grilled chicken scented the indulgence of smell.

"Price cement will be made malem," replied Jaka.

"Jaka," he called Jaka in the back.

"I want to get out of town" the request escaped Shanneta's mouth, causing Jaka to suddenly stop his steps.

Dugh!

"Okay, huh! If you give me the sen dong lamp! Why stop at the door anyway?!" sewotnya who rubbed the tip of his nose bangir because accidentally hit Jaka's back.

This time Jaka really turned his head, looking at Shanneta..Just now he felt he had gotten his wife, now suddenly Shanneta asked for her permission to go far? No-no, it's not a permit, rather he has decided unilaterally because clearly his ears catch the sentence he wants to go, not ask permission.

"Well?" asked Jaka immediately flat, his face was not as friendly and warm as before.

"I have a side job, nge'DJ in the event birthday child officials.ngga far away, in Bali!" he continued with hopeful and sparkling eyes, he said, at least he hopes that the coffers he will collect will be able to become his investment with Jaka in the future before Neta really stops from the DJ world. Yep! It was a brilliant idea to raise money quickly.

What's?! Really, Bali is not far away?! Even the distance can not be calculated if you walk, yes! We walk to Bali, but try to calculate how many steps, how many fathoms, how many inches, how many meters of distance that separates them from Jakarta to Bali? The rumbling of annoyance instantly filled the chest cavity.

Jaka thought Neta understood what she was saying this morning, when she expected Neta to be her whole wife waiting at home then it meant that the man wanted her very much.

His jaw slightly hardened with small twitches on the cheekbones, Jaka escaped his heavy breath.

"Does it have to go that far?" jaka asked, wanting to feel like he said I was not willing and not allowed, but it was clear that Neta had decided to leave without asking for his opinion and permission first and just gave it up.

Neta chuckled and patted his man's arm, "ck! Far away how the hell, Bali deket times! I like lebay!" the answer is lightly bring the crackle filled with grilled chicken and move it onto the plate.

"Why not ask my permission first?" ask her grimly.

"Normally also ngijinin, only 3 days not long.the event is a day, but the trip can not be impromptu rich make a whim.." he replied with a crisp laugh, really Jaka did not want to come laughing. Jaka's expectations were apparently only pseudo-dreams, but in his shadow Neta would welcome him spoiled full of cum bu, but what now? He was greeted with a sentence that made his heart inflamed.

Jaka prefers to snatch his towel, "when did you go?"

"Later abis from Shangri-la, around 3 o'clock.I've left for Soetta, '" replied Neta.

Double kill's! Even Neta had already determined when he left without bothering to have casual conversations with him first. Jaka no longer answered or said, he went straight into the bathroom, hurriedly doused his body with cold water so that the heat in his brain quickly subsided. For the first time he really felt disappointed by Shanneta.

Go wherever you want! Even to a place I don't know!

Unconsciously his heart had said that with full of emotion in his chest and brain, until he forgot if speech was do'a....

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