
" Get out now!" Shouted Ratih.
"What the hell baby, why are you in
ask out?"
"I don't want to look at my face anymore"
Ratih still looked so upset.
Ratih got up from his bed, After that Ratih dragged Darma's body.
Darma still does not understand what happened to his wife.
"Darling, you're ngusir Mas, this is Mas dear's room?"
"No, this is Ratih's room. It's Ratih's husband, so everything belongs to Mas now belongs to Ratih!"
Aih, what the fuck is this kid.
"Well, that's you realize, your husband, cook must sleep alone anyway!"
"Anyways, Tonight I have to sleep outside!"
"So, what are you after? Cook your heart, Mas,"
Take the blanket and pillow. She gave it to her husband. After that, Ratih drove Darma out of the room.
"Well, I'm tired of training. If not, I've been watching you without mercy. Until you can't walk. Today I am sorry. Tomorrow no longer train." Darma Gumam.
After that, he left the middle room. He fell asleep on the couch.
The night that went bad for Darma, it should have been a very happy night. This, however, was a night that severely tormented him.
"Darma, are you sleeping here?" ask Ms. Arum.
"Yes Ma, I was kicked out by Ratih."
Arum ma'am smiled.
"Yes good dong."
"Good tits Ma,"
"Yes.that means, Ratih nurut with Mama. I told you kedia. Mama's gonna sign him up for school. And before Ratih graduates High School, you can't sleep in the room!"
"What!"
"Didn't you agree to those terms?"
"Yes, I remember Ma. One more year or two, huh? alright." okay." Said Darma limp.
***
This afternoon, the day looks very bright, but not as bright as the couple Husni and Nara.
After returning home, Husni and Nara, forced to separate for a while.
Husni will take care of his business in Korea. For the next few months, Husni was forced to live there.
And the company in Indonesia, must be moved to his sister Darma.
Husni leaves all his work to Darma. And told his wife to help Darma in handling his projects later.
Husni looked to be packing, his things.
Nara hugged him from behind.
"I'm gonna miss you so much, brother."
Husni smiles.
He then turned his body to face Nara.
"Bidadiku, take care of yourself well baby, Mas will be gone for a while. After Mas comes home later, Mas will give you a surprise. And now your job is to look after my parents and my sisters. And don't forget, you have to work with Darma to take care of the company. You have to help him. Husni is sure. You are my smart Aisha."
Nara nodded.
"Ratih now lives here. Now, you will definitely feel comforted and not lonely anymore. Well well same with him. He's your friend here."
"Yes, I like the same as Ratih. He's funny."
Husni kissed his wife's forehead.
After that, he returned to packing.
When it was over, Husni dragged her suitcase out.
Nara is still developing a smile.
She drove her husband outside.
There are already Bu Arum, Mr. Arwan, Darma, and Ratih.
" Husni, don't forget. Train to buy dolls. Let it be embraced at all times."
Husni smiles.
Big doll? do I have a big doll? the gedenya doll can hurt me? Ah Mas Husni this, there is - there is. Wherever there's a doll that can swerve, anyways for a doll, I just have a megi, and even that's small.
Darma smiles to himself.
"Mas Husni this ngaco. I only have one little doll. Since when do I have a big doll that can bend. Wherever there are dolls can hug humans. There's me who's hugging the doll." Ratih.
Everyone laughs. Likewise with bi Sumiati and Pak Anto the personal driver of the Darma family. Feeling amused himself to hear the words of his boss' new son-in-law.
"Cock on a laugh, what's so funny?"
Darma hugged Ratih from behind.
"I mean Mas Husni, I'm a doll that can hug it dear." Bisik Darma's.
Ratih giggles...
Husni only shakes his head.
"Ratihiya. You are funny. Why haven't you been my sister-in-law. Let me use you every day. Really great machine."
Husni pinched Ratih's cheek.
Darma glares.
"Ish, Mas Husni. Ngapain hold-hold Ratih. Train it's mine. "
"Yes.iya.ah very possessive."
Darma still embraces Ratih.
"You want to follow Ratih?" ask Nara.
Ratih.
"If Ratih doesn't come, I won't go either." Said Darma.
"Yes, we said it first. Take good care of the house! " pinta Pak Arwan's.
"Ready Pa." replied Ratih and Darma compakan.
Mr. Arwan, Ms. Arum, and Nara finally drove Husni to the airport.
After the car disappeared, Darma looked at Ratih who was still sculpting.
Suddenly, Darma holds a bridge style of Ratih. He's headed to his room. Ratih thrashed asking to be put down.
"It's time we had fun, baby...!"
Darma dropped Ratih off in bed.
Train to reach for a pillow to cover his body.
"Mas Darma don't come any closer!"
"Lho, why baby?"
"Anyways, Mas Darma don't touch me."
"Yes, no. It won't fuck around. Wait until you are ready. If you don't want it, it won't work."
"I don't want to get pregnant. I promised Mama Arum. I want to continue school. And I'm going to college too."
"Yes, I know dear. But ordinary dong darling, do not be fierce. Don't keep getting stuck."
Darma's approaching. He then sat down on the side of the bed.
He cupped Ratih's face.
" Dear, are you glad you didn't marry me?"
Ratih. Although his heart was still upset by the incident on the wedding night.
"Well, are we on the road?"
Ratih jumped happy. She immediately kissed Darma on the forehead, both of Darma's cheeks.
And he stopped when a few more pauses his lips reached Darma's lips.
It's almost a release.
"Kok stop baby, kiss dong again." Said Darma while putting one finger on her sweet lips.
"Sorry, I'm out."
"Huh.ha..." Darma laughs.
Darma immediately held Ratih into his body.
Deg...
His heart started acting up. That's how Darma hugs his wife every time. Every time she stroked Ratih's hair, kissed Ratih's forehead, and hugged Ratih's warm body, making her breath tight and painful down there.
Yes, Every time he touches Ratih, his Junior is very sensitive. His junior always surprised him. Because now I like to wake up all of a sudden.
I don't know when Darma will survive. Could it be waiting until Ratih graduates?