Dancing Girl & Mr. Amnesia
14. Love You, My Husband!

"Yes, he's been coming home since this afternoon. Has he not arrived home yet?"

You back off without giving an answer. He ran back towards his house.

"Alaaah, you're going to be a kid instead? Pamit used to be cake?" Bang Ali closed the fence back and locked it with a padlock.

You have entered the courtyard of his house, he saw a shadow curled up in the corner of the building that was blind from his sight earlier.

There, there seemed to be occasional scratching movements of his hands. You approach and hear the sound of smooth breathing regularly.

"Can you sleep here?"

You crouch between the darkness of the night staring at her sleeping husband sitting curled up there. Suddenly you feel an itch on her cheek due to a mosquito bite.

You patted it to make Ojan wake up shocked to hear the sound of clapping on your cheek. Ojan realized that your presence was turning his body back to you.

You smile faintly at Ojan's reaction. He opened the jacket attached to his body to attach to Ojan. However, the man continued to hide his face in the embrace on his knee.

"I'm sorry, huh?"

Ojan was still silent without a sound.

"To be honest with you, I went home after the opening. When I got home, it turned out you were asleep."

Ojan began to raise his face, glancing at someone sitting crouched behind. The rumbling sound from Ojan's stomach made the man reflexively hold the stomach holding a rumble from within.

"You must be so hungry?"

Ojan shook his head, though still not making a sound. But the rumbling sound from inside his stomach again sounded a rumbling thrashing asking to be filled.

You get up, then pull Ojan's hand. Ojan's body had cooled against the night temperature without using any warmer clothes.

"Come on, come on in!"

Ojan pulled his hand back. "No, you're evil."

"Ayooo, do I need to carry it?" You keep pulling Ojan.

"Where is it possible? Which there is You who Ojan carrying," chirps make You laugh to see Ojan who responds more.

"Ah, that's impossible. Ojan is a child, who can carry me."

Ojan began to rise. Your height is just like Ojan's chest. Ojan easily lifts your body very lightly. As Ojan wanted to lower your body, the girl tied her hands to Ojan's neck, pinning Ojan's waist with both feet.

Ojan gasped in shock at getting such treatment from you. "Andah what?"

You close her eyes throwing away the shame that actually perched with a moment. You dare to kiss Ojan's lips, calming him down in an unusual way.

"Ojan, do you understand the meaning of love?"

Ojan opened his eyes wide. "Love is a darling, right?"

You nod your head. "I'm very happy with Ojan. Don't disappear like that, will you?"

"But you can't be evil to Ojan anymore. Ojan loves you very much."

You nod your head. "I'm sorry, huh?" You hold her head around her husband's neck.

Slowly you lifted his face staring fixedly into the net of Ojan in the darkness. "Love you, my husband."

Ojan lowered his head slowly, kissed your lips gently and slowly. The longer their kiss goes deeper and they enjoy it with a sense of love.

"Woooii, who is it?"

A drive from the road surprised two people who were drunk in the beauty of the kasmaran.

The door of the house opens from the inside. Ingrid, the stepmother came out standing on the porch. "Why?" ask the man standing on the side of the road in front of their house.

You're inching down from Ojan's body. "Hey, Bang Amin. It's me and my husband." You pulled Ojan's hand.

"Owalaaah, I guess who's weird in the corner of people's houses. It turns out the host's own."

"Ooh, this is someone who enjoys the beauty of the newlyweds. But I hope not in the open like that. Enough of you guys enjoying it without anyone watching." said the man who was patrolling it.

"Good, Bang. Thank you for the advice." said you a little embarrassed.

"Don't, make this shame of you. Yesterday the pretentious did not want to be asked to marry." decak Inggrid glanced at Youah and Ojan alternately.

"Yes, I'm patching again." Bang Amin continued to tour around ensuring the safety of the region.

You pull back Ojan this time invite into the house. They passed by Ingrid who set sharp eyes on them. However, they made Ingrid seem invisible.

"I'll heat the water for you. Then clean yourself with warm water, after that eat." You head straight towards the kitchen.

While Ojan went to the room they took clean clothes and towels. Meanwhile, the neglected Inggrid went inside the room while grumbling.

"Based on the brash son and daughter-in-law."

Moments later, Ojan has been enjoying a delicious meal that you deliberately made for him.

"Ah, I'd like to talk to you again. Who knows if I'd eat with you again."  You rise up to his parents' room.

You knock on the door of the room. "Mom?"

"What else? You finally want to call me mom?" it's the woman in there.

"My dad's asleep yet?"

Inggrid opened the door with a sullen face. "What do you want with him without taking me?"

"If you want to come along, it's up to you." You check the father, whose eyes are still open.

"Dad can't sleep when he knows Ojan hasn't come home yet?"

Yanto, moving his head up and down slowly.

"Ojan is here, Dad. He was eating out again. Do you want to eat again?"

His father moved his head up and down. You immediately push the wheelchair that is not far from the bed. After that, the father sat in the wheelchair.

Then pushed him out of the room joining Ojan and Inggrid. Today you cook chicken rolls and tarts. You really look at the kitchen business, because his mother was a chef in a famous hotel. You learned a lot from your late mother.

Ojan, who had finished his meal, welcomed his father-in-law.

"Dad can't sleep before he sees you coming home" Youah said.

"I'm sorry Ojan, Dad. Ojan is making me worry."

Yanto nodded his head trying to move his hand. His father-in-law tried hard to move his hand to be greeted by Ojan.

"Oh-uuhh ...."

Only a wordless voice could be issued by Yanto. However, Ojan smiled as if he understood what his in-laws were saying.

"It's okay, Dad. We're fine." Ojan rubbed the back of his in-laws hand.

"Why are you worried about your son? After all, they were seen by friendly citizens in front of ru—"

"Ehem, do you want to try my homemade tart again?" You interrupted Inggrid's words.

The night was passed very peacefully even though Inggrid still held negative attitude towards him.

The next morning, someone came looking for you. He's Beni, one of your college friends.

"Why, Ben? Early in the morning looking for me here."

"Professor Yosa asked you to face!"

"Huh? What's for?"