Chasing Barokah
MB# 45. SNITCHY

By pushing a wheelchair, Jaka walked down the airport's clean floor. Yeah-they've reached Soetta.

There is a vivid memory of the last moment at the entrance of the airport, when Jaka was silent a thousand languages and let him go with guilt, "bang Togar has arrived?" Neta while looking up.

"Udah, he said he was waiting outside. Let me give you a phone first," he answered with eyes that alternated between cell phones and the street passed, afraid in case someone else hit.

Neta was still playing the thread of cloth sticking out of her barong t-shirt as someone shouted out loudly. Let alone Neta and Jaka, airport officials, to turn to hear it.

"Joe!" it screams like this airport is privately owned.

"Well, what was your accident, Sanet?" her tanya grimaced looking at Neta's condition.

Making Neta smile is no less grimacing, "yes that's why. You've been here since?"

"New, Jakarta is jammed badly at this hour. You know, actually if not forced because of the need has been given me to be a driver, stress times I on the streets.." he replied so confiding colongan, he said, while Jaka had put the bag in the trunk of the red jazzy. Then he helped Neta to get up and carried her in.

"Come in, will you?" without having to command bang Togar already opened the car door and helped Jaka enter Neta.

"Gang senggol frenzied hear you accident in Bali, the Opik tuh...mulutnya," fight men with curls 2 cm this.

"Can't you know?" the squeak on Neta's forehead formed a few lines and turned to Jaka.

"When Mr. Sandi telfon, Tarka's son is again at home." He folded the wheelchair and put it in the trunk.

"Where are we going back to the contract?" ask bang Togar.

"To Neta's house, bang."

"Oh, okay!"

"Review your feet, Net--" he up to roll himself out of the car so swift and nimble.

"Jak-Jak here I brought the bag?! You take your wife! There's no way I'm the fat one," the sound of bang Togar from the front of the house just sounded until the rich kitchen people were fighting again it made Syifa bend her head towards the outside of the house.

He soon got up from his seat when he found out Neta and Jaka had come home.

"Alhamdulillah."

But soon after, "o Allah, all the way?" he stared bitterly at his sister with horror and helped Jaka bring Neta inside.

"Why can you gini anyway?!" he pushed the wheelchair inside.

"I want to try to be catwomen, but it turns out reality says I'm just a human being," he replied chuckling. Among the extraordinary worry is always tucked in a sense of annoyance mixed with pleasure. Upset because he always gives answers joking when serious, happy because with that he knows his sister is fine.

"Ha! Kapok don't act now?" her question sneered.

"Tomorrow, I want to try bungee jumping from the top of the Sutet Tower!" again he laughed with his own crisp jokes.

"Enter first bang," pinta Jaka while following Neta and Syifa.

"Ah, no need Jak. Let me just walk away, I happen to be just a late narik permit today." he explained to Jaka.

"Ah so," Jaka reached into his wallet from the pocket of his back pants and pulled a piece of red and blue for then he slipped it directly in the pocket of Togar's bang shirt, "making a fare to the base bang, from my wife." He knew that time was precious to them, to make a living.

"Eh, don't Jak! You're like anyone!" sewotnya insist refused to want to withdraw the money given by Jaka, but Jaka hunted hold him, "amanah bang wife," his nod convinced make bang Togar finally want to accept, "yes I've received, thanks to Saneta, "yet, if so I can not long Jak, say hello to his wife and family. Get well soon," he said.

He saw the Togar bang until the batak man disappeared from view, then went inside with a bag.

The voice of Aqis who cried out to see the condition of Neta became the dominance of the background of the house, sometimes the boy touched and stomped the cast at the feet of Neta so curious about the foreign object. Not to mention that Nilam and Syifa who were like investigators from the police asked for a full version of the story. While the sharif mas are more calm, greet him first with a heavy but cool voice, "took Jak? A control referral to the hospital, where?"

"Engga mas, only given medical records, if you want where the hell is up," replied Jaka joined.

"The cast can already be removed, just that it's still risky on the way." Neta stared softly at the cast at her feet.

"Aunty got rich with robots !" Aqis giggles at Neta.

"Let's not wander his aunty," said mas Syarif to sit.

"Diminum Jak," a cup of hot coffee was presented from the hands of her mother-in-law, making Jaka nod uneasily, "thank you ma'am, even though Jaka can make his own.."

"Neverything."

"I can do it myself" he brushed off Jaka's hand intending to carry her upstairs. Although with fatigue until sweating and breathing many times, he will not give up with the situation. Long ago being a helpless person it felt boring.

With a pile of chair heads he lifted his body, Jaka did not immediately go instead he watched and watched Neta there, "you rich still can not if make a road neng," said Jaka was getting ready to catch his wife's body like catching a collapsed durian.

"Could be! I'm strong, I'm strenuous!" steadily, at first he grimaced slowly but over time as his feet tracked the floor with his weight charged pain and pain became more and more.

"Hehehe," Neta squinted her eyes at Jaka and chuckled and then hit her arm with a free hand, "chuck!"

But Jaka just sneered, "ngeyel. It is also said that beautiful neng still can not, that the wound is still not really dry. Let alone his internal injuries," with one move he carried Neta in his carrier.

"Watch a windfall I can carry a beautiful wife," whispered Jaka in Neta's ears made her flirtatious with a blushing face, "what the hell, dreadful! Ugly knows," his lips smiled amusedly.

Jaka takes her upstairs, a trip along the stairs feels so in team for both of them, although without talking but their eyes are talking so deeply from heart to heart as if they are exchanging sentences i love you.

Neta swallowed her saliva difficult, when her brain and heart thought of something that would surprise herself, why could she think about it at this time. For him Jaka increasingly increasing the level of his fondness.

*Stop Neta! You are sick again, such a thought time*?! *Huburn*! Inner growling.

"Neng," Jaka's voice was deep and dark, making his heart tremble, even if Jaka wanted to ask for his right tonight he was willing and gladly, although maybe Jaka should be a little careful with the condition of his hands and feet.

"Why-why Jak?" neta asked the two of them to look at each other without pause.

"Please open the door to her room, my hand is difficult," continued Jaka, Neta's face immediately turned wry and fierce to hear Jaka's answer that there is no romantic-romantic.

"Durunin ah! You really are a guy!" his sword nagged while lashing his chest. His hand stretched open the room door handle.

It was clear that Jaka scrunched his forehead not understanding why Neta was angry.

"You are astagfirullah, there are rich men! There are no romances to being a guy! Kirain wants to ask for a kiss that atmosphere is already shahdu gini, even ask for a door open! Ruin the mood!" nagging again, Jaka spouted his laughter to hear Neta nagging in her car while pointing at her face.

"Yes, you want to ask for a kiss outside, so you want a pretty neng in kiss?" tanya Jaka ful gar makes Neta's face suddenly hot.

"Kok me? Yes, you are the one who asked! How the hell?!" again annoyed. *OK, note Jaka! The woman has a great prestige, even though she really wants to*.

Jaka had brought Neta in, he kicked the room door slowly closed while Neta had asked to be taken down since.

If you want, maybe Jaka has thrown him on the bed, because since then Neta revolted to go down, but he still has a brain and heart by putting his wife soft and loving.

"Don't be angry, I'll kiss until a second," teased Jaka.

"Relieve it! Just go, sleep under not here with me!" ketus.

Jaka grabbed both of Neta's cheeks and drowned the faces of the two, stopping the woman's scolding.

"Well I want more than a kiss, would a pretty neng love me?" jaka's voice is heavier now than it was.

Neta just kept quiet for that, she was quite surprised by Jaka's attack just now that silenced her with a kiss.

"I'll be careful," he continued, re-attaching the chewy objects both.

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