Love Me Om
Reyhan's Wife

With one hand Kanaya brought a cup of coffee for her husband. Slowly the girl who was wearing a lavender shirt, approached her husband who was repairing a motorcycle owned by a woman he did not know. Kanaya should not be jealous of Reyhan's customers, but Kanaya's heart says the woman is dangerous.

"Mas," called Kanaya, which immediately made Reyhan and Pratiwi turn their heads.

Reyhan immediately got up, wiping his dirty hands with the cloth he used to wipe.Kanaya's steps staggered almost to a fall

"Why are you Nay? I told you to rest instead of running around like this!" reyhan said with a firm tone.

"Kanaya wants this nganterin for Mas," Kanaya replied in a soft and seductive voice.

Reyhan's forehead shriveled to hear Kanaya calling him with "Mas" usually the girl called him Om. Pratiwi observes the way Reyhan treats Kanaya, the girl is like no ordinary person to Reyhan. Moreover, the girl called Reyhan as Mas, who she really is.

Reyhan took the coffee from the wife's hand."Diem's here."

Kanaya nodded obediently at the command of the husband, the lips of the girl smiling faintly looking at the woman sitting not far away from her was watching Kanaya closely.

" O, I'm sorry I didn't know if a customer was coming" Kanaya said as she walked over to Pratiwi, who was sitting on a wooden bench there.

Due to Kanaya's haste to stumble over her own leg, Reyhan who realizes al was swiftly catching the wife's body before touching the ground.

"I told you diem, how stubborn you are!'" Reyhan slightly snapped at Kanaya, making the girl look down with a face that was bent sour.

"sorry" said Kanaya with the face she made.

The former widower was clucking, he asked his wife to sit down, not on a long wooden bench for which Pratiwi sat, but on a plastic bench that had a backrest. the bench was used by Reyhan to sit while holding customers.

This made Pratiwi even more wondering, who exactly is the girl. Reyhan never privileged someone like that other than his sickly ex-wife just yet.then who was that girl?

Looking at her rival who kept paying attention to her and her husband, Kanaya smiled meaningfully.

"i told you to take a break, why are you still hanging around? Don't you want to get well soon, hem?"

"Naya just want to do coffee for Mas," replied Kanaya softly with a slightly lowered face.

"Not bother, I'll make it myself if I want. You just take a break. And again since when did you call me Mas?"reyhan asked with a slight whisper at the end of his sentence.

"Since then, it's okay, right?"Kanaya asked back with a innocent face without sin.

"As far as you."

"Ma pickle."

" Hey, now you want to be here or go back to the room?"

"This is a deh Mas, the boss in the room continues. Kanaya's stomach is also still sick," whined the girl spoiled.

"Sit down, I will continue this first," Reyhan said by pointing his chin at Pratiwi's matik motor.

Reyhan smiled faintly, he stepped away from where Kanaya was sitting. The man in a blue shirt that had smelled of oil and brake fluid grabbed a small wooden bench, to sit next to the bike he was going to work on.

"I'm sorry Wi, make you wait," Reyhan said without looking at Pratiwi who was sitting not far behind him.

"it's okay, Mom. I also happen to be not busy anymore, " said Pratiwi with a sweet smile even though Reyhan did not see it.

Pratiwi looked at Reyhan's back meaningfully, the man had long since liked Reyhan. He had also tried to get close to Reyhan, but dearly the handsome man had always put some distance on their relationship, even though they had been friends since childhood.

"Ehm .." Deheman Kanaya managed to disperse the dream of Pratiwi, a flutter woman and immediately threw his eyes in any direction.

"What is thirsty?can I get you a drink?" ask Kanaya.

Pratiwi turned his head towards Kanaya, he pointed to himself. Kanaya nodded confirming that she was asking with Pratiwi.

"No, I am not thirsty" Pratiwi replied with a sweet smile.

"nothing you know Mbak, as his wife who has this workshop I must serve my husband's customers well," said Kanaya with a big smile.

Pratiwi's eyes widened, his heart beating fast. As if he was struck by lightning in broad daylight, wife? Since when? Not likely? It's an impossible thing.

Reyhan was the same as Pratiwi, he did not expect that Kanaya would say that. Not that they can not, but the status of those who are still series and the age of Kanaya who is still underage, hais of course this will be a problem for Reyhan. Moreover, he also had not had time to go to the local RT to report.

"Wife?" Pratiwi asked with a pale face so shocked.

Kanaya smiled broadly as she nodded, her chin slightly raised voicing victory over Reyhan.

"Kok Mas Reyhan didn't say anything?" Pratiwi smiled bitterly, as much as possible he did not show the pain of heart, destroyed already the love that he had been saving.

"Hem," Kanaya lifted up the shirt with a wide smile meaningfully.

"The plan was to give thanks but Kanaya was sick again, so we postponed the show first" Reyhan said quickly.

Kanaya was like the wind hearing Reyhan's words. Inevitably Reyhan had to say that, nor could he deny that Kanaya was his wife. Despite being just a serial wife, they were married anyway.

Although Reyhan felt it was too soon to tell others about them.

Pratiwi's heart really crumbled dimly hearing Reyhan's justification. He was still hoping that the girl was just joking, Pratiwi thought that the girl was Reyhan's niece or distant brother who was visiting. It turns out she's Reyhan's wife.

How could Reyhan marry a girl whose age was far away from him?

"So you're really married?" pratiwi asked to confirm again, his heart still refused to believe.

"Yes beautiful Ma'am" said Kanaya deliberately teased, while Reyhan nodded quickly.

"Congratulations then, may your marriage last," Pratiwi said even half-heartedly.

"Aamin, pray that we are soon in love momongan ya Mbak."

"Uhuk," Reyhan choked on the air, Kanaya's prayer as if insinuating him who had not touched Kanaya since their first night.

Kanaya smiled, she did deliberately say that so Reyhan knew she wanted a full marriage.

"I-iya," said Pratiwi terbata.Reyhan work on Pratiwi motor quickly.

After the motorbike was finished, the woman rushed home with a wound.