I'm Not a Seductive Woman
Like a rollercoaster

The event of the launching of the Kenan Aditama biography book was completed thirty minutes ago. Kenan was already paid by the organizing committee of the event, then walked out accompanied by several keamanan officers. There Kenan sees Misya and her son still standing as if waiting for Kenan to come out.

Kenan is mirroring Misya. “You guys are still here?”

“My son still wants to see you because you haven't come home.”

Kenan rubbed Marcel's head and smiled. “You remind me of myself first.”

Kenan once asked Kean to wait for his idol to come out until the idol actually left and was not seen by him anymore.

“Can we have lunch together, Om?’ marcel asked Kenan expectantly.

Kenan was surprised and looked confused. He scratched his non-itchy eyebrows.

“Sorry, Ken. My son is too presumptuous. She loves you so much and wants to get closer to you.”

Kenan smiled at Marcel and occasionally glanced at Misya.

“Hmm ..”

“If you can't, it's okay, Ken. you must be busy.”

Kenan called Siska and asked her schedule.

“No more meetings after this, Sir,” replied Siska.

“Alright, you brought a vehicle?” ask Kenan.

Misya Battering. “Until now, I still can't drive, Ken.”

“Oh yes, I forgot. You are very afraid to drive a vehicle.” Kenan laughed a little.

Misya also laughed.

“Pak Endang, take Siska to the office first, then come back here to pick me up an hour later,” whispered Kenan to the driver.

Siska who heard that, immediately said goodbye and went with Mr. Endang. Kenan takes Marcel and Misya to a donut restaurant not far from the bookstore exit.

They also talked there. Misya doesn't talk much. He just smiled watching his son who was enthusiastically interacting with Kenan. Kenan responded with the same expression, because Marcel was smart enough and easily caught every word.

Elsewhere, Hanin, Irma, Karmen and her son were already on the road. After satisfied shopping, they want to go to a spa subscription Karmen.

“Mami, I want donuts,” said the three-year-old son of Karmen, while in the car and from a distance seen a donut restaurant that is quite known to children.

“Already, Gio. You have eaten a lot earlier, is it still not full?” ask Karmen upset while staying focused on driving.

Hanin and Irma were in the rear passenger seat. Incidentally, Irma did not bring her three-month-old daughter and entrusted to her parents.

“Poor, Men. I have stopped there for a while,” said Hanin while stroking Gio's head from behind.

“Tau lu, Men, hard-to-eat kids are confused. Eh now eat, even diomelin. Strange lu,” says Irma.

Karmen laughed too. “Not that, but it's complicated to stop again, parking again.”

“Yes, for the sake of the child,” said Irma.

“Tau, males very so mom,” hanin says.

“Iya deh, yes.”

Finally Karmen resigned and parked his car when passing the restaurant that Gio asked for. A moment when Karmen focused on parking the car right in front of the restaurant that used to be the place to nongrong the young man. Irma caught the figure of her boss.

“Han, Han, it's not Mr Kenan huh?” irma asked with her eyes straight to the side of the window nearby, because of the position of their parked car sideways, he said, make Irma position that is close to the clear window of the resto that can only capture the figure of the kenan from inside there.

“Mana?” hanin asked, then advanced his body towards Irma's window which was on the right.

Karmen immediately turned his head because his position was in front of where Irma was sitting. “Eh yes, it's your man, Han.”

“Whose name is he?” ask Hanin lirih. It bites its nails as an impingement of the rumbling taste in the heart.

“Kok there are small children anyway?” ask Karmen, who has made Hanin's heart worse.

“Men.” Irma kicked Karmen's chair from behind.

“Sorry, Han. Looks like we don't have to go there deh.” Karmen retreated and abandoned her intention to buy the food her son wanted.

“Loh, Mi. How not to buy donuts,” said Gio.

“Let's be somewhere else,” replied Karmen.

Hanin turned his face towards the window. She still thinks about her husband. Does Kenan often meet beautiful women during working hours? She knew that her husband had many business partners or friends. Hanin shook his head. He can't be jealous.

“Cannot,” murmured Hanin.

“Han, you're all right?” asked Irma who was sitting next to him.

“Iya, Han. You are so diem gini anyway?” Karmen asked softly while glancing from the rearview in the direction of Hanin.

“Sorry, I've never seen that girl. She's ready Kenan?” ask Hanin.

“Thinking positively, Han. I'm sure the girl might be Mr. Kenan's friend or business partner. Your husband's connections are many, the relationship between people is also many,” said Kenan.

“Gay? Whaan? I have every malem eaten mulu same him, even the morning still ask for the same food.”

Irma and Karmen laughed. They know very well ‘food’ that Hanin means.

“So, we go to spa xxx right?” ask Karmen.

“So,” jwab Irma and Hanin together while laughing.

“Means you haven't bete, right, Han?” ask Karmen again.

Hanin nodded. “Ngga. If he's a macem-macem, yes I stay aja.”

“Cucok, my principle is,” says Karmen.

“Gue too, so that Aa mah not dare to macem-mcem because we have written in the pre-wedding agreement.”

“Serious, Ir?” ask Hanin and Karmen at the same time. Because Irma used to be famous for always being manut and never contradicting.

Irma nodded.

“Weh, your style,” said Karmen and Hanin also contributed laughter.

“Mami says what the hell?” asked Gio not to understand.

Crick ... Crick ... Crick ... The three women were confused to answer Gio's question.

****

Hanin paced back and forth walking in the television room. Sometimes he looked at the clock on the wall. Time has shown eleven o'clock at night. Kenan has not yet returned home. Three hours ago, Kenan gave kaabr a night out for overtime. But until now, even his phone can not be contacted.

Bip .. the sound of the apartment door was open.

Kenan went inside and saw Hanin standing there.

“Honey, blum sleeping?” ask Kenan.

Last afternoon, Kenan was in the doughnut restaurant with Misya and Marcel for a long time. He continued to respond to Marcel until the time he originally assumed was an hour, becoming an hour longer. As a result, his work was piled up and finished more nights.

Hanin shakes. “I can't sleep without you.”

Kenan hugged his wife and kissed her forehead, then smiled. “Really?”

Hanin nodded until the horse-pointed hair also swayed.

Kenan cupped Hanin's face and complained to her forehead. “Gemes.”

Then, Kenan turned from before Hanin and walked towards the room.

“Gemes where, am I with the woman who had lunch with you at that donut restaurant?” ask Hanin.

Kenan looked back, as Hanin was following him. He also stopped his activity that was unbuttoning on his wrist.

“You see me? Why don't you come near me?” ask Kenan.

Hanin shakes. “I don't want to disturb.” He helps Kenan take off his suit, then passes through Kenan and into the room to prepare warm water.

Kenan scrunched his forehead. Kenan followed Hanin's steps into the bathroom. He opened the button link of his shirt.

“He was my college friend first. His son came to the book lauching event that I published this afternoon.”

“Book?” ask Hanin.

“Iya. Biography book about my journey since childhood to success as it is today,” replied Kenan casually while opening his trousers.

“Kok no story?” ask Hanin while walking closer to Kenan.

“Surprise, because your name is on the last few pages of the book. The name of the woman who completes my journey now,” replied Kenan softly with a sweet smile, making Hanin's heart melt.

“Really?” ask Hanin.

Kenan grabbed Hanin by the waist so he could hold the body closer. He nodded. “Did I ever lie?”

Hanin shook his head and continued to smile. He immediately wrapped his hands around Kenan's neck. Hanin was so flattered and overjoyed, that she forgot that her current mission was to ask about the woman sitting with her husband that afternoon in more detail.

Kenan also tightened his circle of hands on Hanin's waist and returned the smile, then Kenan's eyes were fixed on Hanin's stomach that began to distend.

“How is it?”

Hanin's eyes were fixed like what Kenan was seeing. Hanin lowered one hand to stroke the stomach.

“She is good and not at all fussy.”

“Smart. Good Boy.”

Kenan stroked that stomach.

However, again Hanin fell silent because of Kenan's last words. Kenan often calls the fetus that is still in his stomach called ‘boy’, even though they have not done further examination, because of the last examination, because of the last examination, doctors have not been able to see the sex of the baby inside Hanin's stomach.

Hanin's heart is like a rollercoaster, he has just been invited to fly high because of getting flattery from his husband with his sweet and romantic attitude. Then fell down, fearing that she would disappoint her husband by not being able to give him what he expected.