FORCED CHEATING
169HUSBAND HUSBAND (2)
Ben whistled in front of Arumi's house, his narcissistic style sok kecakepan not kelulungan. With black glasses perched on his nose that is quite flat, he twirled the car keys playing it still while busy whistling waiting for the person he was waiting for to appear.
“Non, that's who in front of his friend Non Rumi? How from earlier to here geliatin continue?” ART Rumi asked Rumi who was still polishing her lips in front of the mirror.
“Iya Bi, my friend. Tell me to wait a minute, say in five minutes I'm done.”
“Udah, Non. But he was just, even whistles cuek aja not denger aunty ng.”
“Yes has just recently, ntar also his lips mouthed whistling.” Rumi said this time to add mascara so that his appearance more vibrating.
“Rumi, where are you going?” Replace Mr. Joni who was nongol asked.
“Ih, Papa wants to know aja affairs young people.” Rumi Cuek wears his high heels without looking at the face of the papa kepo.
“Not that, you will soon marry the Hansol, careless time just the same way other men? You don't care how the Hansol's feeling will be if you know your behavior? Hansol it is ...”
“Oh papa, that's it! Hansol Hansol Mulu, there is no Hansol in my life! I've closed the book, changed a new story.” Cut Rumi pissed. “One more time, Papa don't mention her name in front of me!” Rumi continued while grabbing her bag and then came out to meet Ben who was waiting for her.
Ben immediately opened the car door for Rumi with a gentle bending style.
“No need to let lo! I don't give you a fee for this!” Rumi glared ferociously then immediately sat down to take the most comfortable position.
Ben chuckles. “Gue just want to give you a satisfying service just kok.”
Shortly after Ben's car passed, Mr. Joni stared at their departure with a mind full of questions. There must be something wrong between his son and the future husband of his son. Mr. Joni is very curious, but he knows who Rumi is. The child if the more urged it will be more likely to not care. Mr. Joni chose to resign, later also Rumi would be his own story.
Mr. Joni was just about to step in when a car stopped in his yard. The owner of the car immediately went down.
“Hansol?” Mr. Joni was a bit surprised as soon as the bule man approached.
“Halo, Om. Rumi is?”
“Just left earlier.”
“Newly?” Hanson wasn't sure.
“Iya, just now. Not long ago, at most you also papasan earlier.”
Hanson seemed to think for a moment. “Same go to Om?”
“Sama down.”
“Jane?”
“Not. Boy, I don't know either.”
Hanson suspected something. “Wear white car?” Hanson was doubtful.
“Iya.”
The deg! Means his hunch is right, he was like seeing Ben's car coming out of the Rumi housing complex.
“Hansol, are you having a problem with Rumi?” Ask Mr. Joni disperse Hanson's daydream.
“Hanson Om, not Hansol.” As usual Hanson was his father-in-law's father-in-law who always misnamed him.
“That's all! My tongue is a little hard to say Hanson!” Mr. Joni's origin.
“Well it can, Om?”
“So just an example!” Mr. Joni ngeles. “So, what's your real problem with Rumi, Hansol?” Joni repeated the question.
Huh, you same child same father! Like it yourself! Hanson was anxious for a long time with Mr. Joni.
“Sol? How do you keep quiet I ask?” Reprove Mr. Joni once again.
“Emh, not a serious problem really. Later we can finish it by ourselves.” Hanson Sahut.
Mr. Joni mangosteen. “Ya already so let's go in first. Follow me for coffee. I want to talk to you, where to learn your religion Sol?”
Mr. Joni's question just made Hanson in the fog. Giana wants to study religion, wong same iftadznya he had not seen.
“Oh, I'm in a hurry again Om. Next time, sorry I still have business.” Reject Hanson as much as possible so as not to arouse suspicion on his future father-in-law.
“So yeah? Yes it's okay, but you keep the spirit yes learn his religion, Sol.” Mr. Joni patted the shoulder of his former candidate for support.
Hanson nodded with a smile even though his heart was somewhat goiter as well. The sol? He thinks I'm sole shoes?
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By late afternoon, Via returned home with two plastic bags full of groceries in his hand.
“Hai, Darling.” Mirza approached to take over the groceries from the hands of his wife who just got off the bike.
“Wa. Tired ya?” Mirza kissed his wife's forehead with a sweet smile. “Mandi first Darling, that's why we eat together. Cook it for you.”
“Mas Mirza cook?” Via is a bit of a surprise.
“So usually dong, don't be surprised.” Mirza grabbed his wife's arm. “Can you used to Cook?”
“Iya, but ..” Via did not continue his sentence. He looked at his vegetable plants neatly lined up in rows of poly bags in his front yard and beside his house. “That's the Nyiramin Mas?” Via asked who saw the water splash soaking up the soil near his vegetable crops.
“Iya. Why emang? Yesterday we cleaned the grass and there are some vegetables that are ready to pick, so yes, Mas flush. Can ya?”
“Still yes, Mas. I sometimes forget to take care of plants because I like to go home late.”
“Do not worry, from now on your husband will take care of it.” Mirza said with a big smile.
They step in, Mirza keeps the groceries in the refrigerator. Via headed for the back room about to put down his dirty clothes.
“Lho, dirty clothes here come ya?” Mumbled Via checking the bucket where to store dirty laundry.
“Let's what Dear?” Mirza was a bit of a surprise to Via.
“Dirty clothes here ..”
“Oh, I've already washed kok.” Said Mirza casually. “Udah Mas enter the closet, it is neat slippery and fragrant.” Further.
Via stunned. He looked at the husband in front of him. “Mas, shouldn't Mas Mirza do all that.” Lirih Via almost cried.
“Hey, really sad? Should be seneng dong, because Mas also mengelakuin it all with pleasure.” Mirza rubbed his wife's cheek gently.
“Iya but it's all my duty, Mas.”
Mirza pulled his wife into a hug. “You don't have to say that, darling. The name of the couple should help each other. You are tired of working all day, Mas do not want to see you have to be tired also take care of home.”
“But I feel guilty about you, Mas.” Via looked up at her husband's face. “All homework should be my responsibility as a wife.”
“What is your responsibility in terms of homework, from now on it is my responsibility too Dear. At least let this husband of yours do it as long as you haven't got a job.”
“Kalo so I stop working aja Mas.” Cicit Via feels unwilling if her husband has to do all the housework because he really feels like a wicked wife.
“Hey, what happens if two unemployed people live in one house? It must be very boring. Don't resign, honey, wait for your husband to get a job.” Mirza cupped his wife's cheeks with her two palms.
“But what will people say if they know Mas?”
“Why should I smell people's words? Didn't we go through it ourselves, hm?”
“Entah Mas, but obviously I feel guilty because you do all the duties and obligations of a wife.” Via dunked his own face into the chest of the field of the husband that felt so comfortable.
Mirza sighed, she understood what his wife was feeling. “Alright, if you really have to resign are you ready, dear? Aren't you the one who complains of being bored at home and wanting to work? Time just because of this you want to resign, is it not dear to everything you have achieved?”
Via fell silent, in her heart she confirmed all the words of her husband. She should not have said that even though she might feel guilty for no longer being able to carry out her duties as a housewife fully.
Mirza stroked his wife's hair full of affection. “Yeah, don't discuss it again. We'll think about it later. Now you better take a quick shower tonight, honey. Unless you want to ..” Mirza deliberately paused her sentence.
“Install what, Mas?” Via looked at the handsome face of her pretentious husband.
“Ingin afternoon sports first.” Mirza smiled meaningfully.
“Hm, start deh.” Via broke off the hug. “Wait a little maleman bit ya Mas.” Via continued somewhat blushed.
“Iya Darling, Mas patiently waiting. We'll do it until morning let's be quick so.”
Via's face was red, he couldn't cover his embarrassment. Her husband is too blunt in the matter of ranj*ng.like couples who have long been separated and newly reunited, just reunited, they are always warm and want to always do it as often as possible as if they want to make up for all the lost time.
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