Galak Lecturer's Wife
Because of Lingerie

Infiera said nothing to Abhimanyu about the message sent by Almira. She just wanted to know, what the lecturer was going to say, as well as the ex-lover of her husband.

Infiera and Abhimanyu were in the office long enough. They arrived home after dinner. Abhimanyu said to his wife, before going up to the second floor. “You slept in Mas's room tonight.”

Abhimanyu even held Infiera's hand, as the woman was about to step towards his room, which was beside the study.

“Yes, but all my clothes, right, are still here. Must be moved first.”

“Ya already, Mas help move.”

“You must help. When his wife carried goods to the second floor, her husband just watched,” Infiera grumbled with her lips soaked.

Abhimanyu laughed anxiously at that. He pinched his wife's lips because he couldn't help but stop himself from doing so.

“Mas, pain!”

“Who says adorable?”

Fiera pouted even more with it, making Abhimanyu even more anxious and peeking at the lips. “Don't manyun. Come on, let's settle down before we take a shower.” He teased by raising his eyebrows.

Fiera nodded in agreement with that. It would be better to do everything first. Both went into the room. Infiera folded the sleeves of the clothes he was wearing. While Abhimanyu took off his shirt and only wore an inside shirt.

“Better, you just sort out the small stuff. Put it in the box on top of the closet. The rest, let Mas take care of.”

“I help you pack your clothes first. Let Mas take it up.”

“Engga. The one that will fit into the suitcase. I know, your clothes haven't been ironed. Usually ironed if you want to just make.”

Fiera was grumpy with it. To her, ironing was the most boring and exhausting job. In addition, ironing is too time consuming. So, Infiera just ironed her husband's clothes all along.

“That's important, right, I'm out of the house still in neat clothes. Mas clothes are also neat every time you want to use work.”

“Iya, Mas also bergga issue it.” Abhimanyu. He seems to think a little. “It seems, we need helpers from now on. You will be more busy with college, while Mas also began to be busy, taking care of the office, not to mention the cafe that will soon open.”

Fiera listen. Abhimanyu is the head of the family. The man also takes care of the finances. So, he'll just accept so. Maybe, will give an opinion if you have to.

“So far I still don't feel overwhelmed taking care of my own home. Yes, Mas know my habit of ironing only Mas clothes and ironing my clothes if you want to be made.” Fiera nyengir's. “I'm also used to doing it myself. My house in Bandung where there is a maid.”

“Good. We'll talk about that later. Now start packing.”

Infiera chose to take down two large cities from the top of his closet and also his suitcase. As agreed, if they will share the duties tonight, in order to move rooms.

Fiera packed her work gear. Some books and laptops. Abhimanyu began to put his wife's clothes in a suitcase.

While focusing on putting his wife's clothes in the suitcase. Abhimanyu's attention was distracted when he saw something red. His forehead was wrinkled deep enough. The man immediately picked it up and raised it as high as his face.

“Honey, what is this?” ask Abhimanyu. Either he doesn't know or just pretends not to know. He stuck it out toward the front, so that Infiera would see what he meant.

Infiera who was arranging some of her darft turned to look. His eyes immediately glared as soon as he realized what Abhimanyu was holding at the moment.

“Mas!”

Infiera who was crouching immediately stood up and stepped quickly over, to snatch what her husband was holding at the moment, but Abhimanyu more quickly hid it behind his body. “Mas, return!”

“What is this?” ask Abhimanyu. He was just flirting with his wife. Seen from the jail smile on his face. How he forgot about it. Lingerie bought by his own mother and made Abhimanyu overnight can not sleep—imagine if a woman who has been his legal wife wearing it.

Just thinking about it, had already made his body react violently.

“Mas, rich times so just asked, sih.”

“Haha ... indeed what is it?”

“ISH! That's what mom bought when we shop.”

“Why do you ever wear?”

Abhimanyu raised his eyebrows. “So, have you ever used?”

“Mas, better quickly insert. Let's finish fast. This sultry.”

Fiera's face even looked flushed. Either because of anger or because of what Abhimanyu holds.

“Ah, how is this?”

“Why?” fiera asked, seeing Abhimanyu suddenly ask with a flat facial expression.

“It looks like Mas could continue to pack his clothes.”

“Yes already, let me just. Mas later who brought it to the top.”

“That's not what Mas meant.”

“Terus?”

“This means.” Abhimanyu stepped up and carried his wife's body and led her to the bed.

“Mas, what do you sell.”

Fiera was still trying to wake up from her sleep. She knew what her husband was going to do, but they had to finish the job first. Otherwise, I don't know when it will end.

“Just a minute, Darling.”

“Reject can, ga, anyway?”

“Why rejected, Honey? This delicious. Can reward again.”

Not letting his wife talk. Abhimanyu immediately silenced his wife's mouth with a gentle kiss on her lips. If it was like this, Infiera could not escape, other than obey the wishes of her husband.

***

Apparently, Almira invited Infiera to meet at a cafe not too far from their campus. Early in the morning Infiera again got a message from her husband's ex-lover who sent their meeting address. Originally, he wanted to refuse because of his intention today he would continue the pending overnight work.

However, fortunately Abhimanyu had to leave early in the morning because there was a meeting he had to attend today. Fiera makes use of it to meet with Almira unbeknownst to Abhimanyu.

When we arrived at the cafe. Infiera saw the existence of Almira who had arrived first. In front of him was a half cup of coffee.

“Sorry, I'm late,” said Fiera. Not as usual. This time, there was no smile on the face that he showed his lecturer.

“It's okay. I deliberately came first.”

Fiera smiled blandly hearing that. “It seems like it is very important, yes, what do you want to talk to me about?”

“You please sit down. Want to order coffee?”

“Ah, no need, Mom. I'm just for a second. There are still some matters to be resolved.”

Fiera sat in front of Almira, she leaned her back on the chair and folded her hands together. He pointed out that he would not be intimidated at all by whatever the woman in front of him would say. Can you say, Almira is the rival?

Before you say what he wants to say. Almira pulled something out of her bag.

Infiera narrowed her eyes when she saw a small red velvet box before her.

“This is the ring Abhimanyu gave to propose me.”