Ex-husband
# 77

Arka repeatedly glanced at the watch she was wearing right now. It was obvious that he was anxiously waiting for his wife Yolla.

An hour or so Arka waited for her wife in the living room, with one of her hands at her waist, the other hand rubbing her face in frustration.

''You should have arrived, baby. Even you came home earlier than me.'' Think Arka.

''Do you want me to make you a drink. ?'' Tawar Mr. Lukman, who had been standing not far from his master.

''Is Mr Lukman sure, if my wife has not returned.?'' Tanya Arka made sure again. ''Who knows he's already in his room.?'' Arka.

''Really sir, Miss Yolla hasn't come home since this morning.''

''In fact, since this afternoon I mowed the grass in front of the house. I don't see Miss coming in or a car stopping in front of this house.'' Mr. Lukman was honest.

''If you are still in doubt, why don't you check her directly into Miss Yolla's room.'' Wonder Mr. Lukman.

''Why do you all call my wife Miss,? Did you forget she was my wife.?''

''Sorry sir, Miss Yolla herself forbade us to call her Madam.'' Said Mr. Lukman while lowering his head down.

''Ahhh, it's up to you. '' Pasrah Arka's.

''Thank you, sir, for bringing me home safely.'' Yolla said with a sincere smile..

''Sama-sama neng, is this not excessive neng.?''

''What is it, sir, ?''

''The money, ''

''Take it sir, you have been waiting for me for too long.''

''This is real neng, Smiling happily, the taxi driver.

Yolla nodded, 'Yes Sir.''

''Thank you, once again neng.''

Thought the taxi car had gone away, Yolla wanted to get inside her room immediately. Cleanse his body that feels sticky and smelly all day.

Grep

''Dear, Whisper Arka, hugging tightly around his wife's waist. Put his chin on his shoulders and inhale a deep aroma that always makes him miss.

Uh, Yolla was surprised when in a sudden hug from behind like this.

''For a moment, I miss dear.''

''Please, please Yolla.

''Ok, I'm off.''

Yolla immediately set foot on the stairs, followed by her husband from behind.

Chequelek

''Finally, Throw her body on the long sofa close to her bed.

''Where are you from, ? Why are your shoes exposed to wet soil.?'' Ask Arka, who accidentally saw the former shoes that his wife was wearing.

''From the tomb, replied Yolla honestly, rising from her bed and passing into the bathroom.

''Jam this way,''

''Yes, ''

''Why not invite me,? I can accompany you there.'' Said Arka leaning against the bathroom wall.

''I don't think about it, Mom, another time.'' Yolla answered from the bathroom.

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Chequelek

Yolla came out of the bathroom, with her hair rolled up with a towel. Showing a white neck that is clearly plastered in front of the eyes.

Glek, Arka swallowed his own saliva repeatedly. With the scent of vanilla blaring in her sense of smell, and the scent of shampoo from Yolla's hair clearly smelled her nose.

''Is Mas going to follow me changing clothes, ?'' Sindir Yolla ethereal, her chapter since her husband was always following her from behind.

''Uh hmm no, I'm waiting on the bed.'' Said Arka, who actually went into the bathroom.

''Mas, ''

''Yes,'' Turn around facing his wife.

''That's the bathroom, ''

Arka smiled stiffly, 'Dad, I, I want to clean my body first.'' Answer her a little nervously.