FIRE LOVE
3. embarrassing dreams

Priyono, my only stepson, who has been living in Jakarta for two years, called me on purpose and I asked to come immediately, because the situation was quite worrying.

Regarding priyono, there are a few stories that I still remember right, namely when he just returned from Germany by holding a bachelor's degree in mechanical engineering, namely, it's funny to remember that I was nineteen, and my stepdaughter was five years older than me.

when I first met priyono in adulthood, my stepson looked intently, as if paying attention to something, and then said, "this is Lastri his son Pak Karto?"

I'm nodding. In the past, when priyono was still living in the village, I already knew him, but at that time I was still a snot child, while priyono was a teenager. And now we meet again after we are both adults, in different positions, because even though I am five years younger than her, I am her stepmother.

"Your childhood, uh, mother hee hee hee...

when I was a child, it was not so sweet, " priyono said again with a smile, "my father's pantes want to marry you, uh, hee hee's mother hee...

" You mustn't be silly, man, "that I am strong, "let me be your mother."

"Yes mom.. hee hee hee.., "Priyono still teases me with his naughty smile and laughter.

While I remained awkward facing my grown stepson.

After working in Jakarta, Priyono almost every month returned to the village. And it seems that she is starting to adjust to your position as her stepmother, but I still feel awkward when dealing with my stepson.

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The condition of the father is not too worrying, but indeed you should remain in the hospital until the blood pressure is normal again.

Because if at home, it will be difficult to arrange the meal, "priyono said on the way home from the hospital.

"But when I found him passed out in the bathroom, I was shocked, "my mouth.

"Indeed dangerous as well, fortunately when he fell unconscious, he did not have a stroke, if until the stroke was difficult to help him."

"Even so you do not go to Jakarta before you recover properly, because I do not have friends to exchange ideas."

"I was only granted permission for a week, but the change was arranged again, Thankful that you are healthy again before my leave runs out, "said priyono when the Jeep he drove turned into my yard.

"House that is in the village never inhabited again now? "priyono said as he got out of the car.

In habitation as usual, "my answer, "this is because your father is in the hospital, so if anything is easy, because the distance to the hospital is closer than here."

"But I wanted to sleep in the old house, "all of a sudden Priyono clasped my wrist, "there we are now. That old house is where I was born and raised, the effect is profound in my heart."

"But if there's anything with your father? "Father will be nothing, believe me. I've seen people get high blood. Pokonya critical period is over, I'm sure ndak up to a week also father can go home, Come on Tri, uh, mother hee. hee."

I smiled amusedly, Priyono was always nervous when she called me mother.

"If there's anything you're responsible for later, "my words when it's in Priyono's jeep come back, which is now hurtling out of town.

"Ah, the distance from lampung to yogya is only eight kilo meters, if the speed is not up to a quarter of an hour has also reached the hospital, unless the road is jammed."

We got off Priyono's jeep when it was getting dark.

"This house does evoke childhood nostalgia, "Kata Priyono said after being in the front room and immediately sat on the sofa, "I beg you very much, no matter what, happens, this house is not for sale, "Who wants to sell the house all? "thus with a smile, "you've proven our house is three now,"

"Yes, Priyono nodded, you are lucky to have a wife who diligently tried to do it herself, so that the property is growing."

"When many men are married to young women, then the property is made ludes right?"

"Rubber, Priyono nodded again. "I said you're lucky, if you choose wrong, you can drain the property."

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The waves crashing on the beach, the thumping.roar, the Wind Waving my skirt and hair, Strangely the wind is so strong I feel very comfortable. Surprisingly again when my hands were pulled, I followed the non-verbal invitation, stepping into the silent bushes, no one else but the two of us.

And when I fell into the warm sand behind the bushes, oh, the young man started stroking my knees, when I knew the young man I was with was my stepson!

I know this is all out of place, but I'll let it go.

But at that moment I woke up from my sleep. The television set was still on, when the broadcast was over, apparently I was still lying on the sofa.

With a feeling of shame on myself, I got up and turned off the television set, then I somewhat rushed towards the restroom.

Crazy one! "why could I have such an embarrassing dream? "Didn't a person's dreams sometimes come from his own imagination? "Did I secretly like Priyono?

Oh, naw! "What a bastard I am if I think that crazy. My husband was lying in the hospital, when I was daydreaming of intimacy with my own stepson?

But why was that dream so powerful an effect on my soul? "Why did I finish urinating I couldn't sleep anymore until now?

Oh, why am I being like this?

With the determination to expel these erratic thoughts, I finally set out alone to the house that is in the confines of the city of yogya when the day begins.

Upon arriving at the house that was united with this salon and boarding house, I saw Nina had just cut the hair of a young man whom I knew very well. Her full name is Herlambang, but I used to call her Herlambang.

Frankly I was a bit surprised when I saw Mas Bambang in my salon. You see, the tall, elastic guy used to tease me with a joke that sometimes made me tickle, but I had to keep up the principles in my salon. Even my patients are my kings. So even though sometimes the jokes sometimes delay. I have to stay as comfortable as possible.

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