Married to a Husband of 2 People
Grandparent..
"Why You?" Riki asked when she realized there was something strange about Vanya.
Strange as what?
The woman was usually very chatty, but now suddenly became quiet.
What's wrong with that woman? Something made it so.
"It's okay Om. I'm just confused as to what I'm doing here. The feeling from that was just diem. Tired of knowing Om," complained Vanya showing his face look at Riki.
Riki got up from his seat and then sat on the sofa. It is right next to Vanya.
"Om, I'm curious about the story of Om's past. Can you tell me a little bit, Om? That is, a little more clearly," Vanya also looked at Riki's face.
This time Vanya hopes Riki wants to tell her because he is curious when Riki tells about the core of his love story in the past.
"If I sleep here how much do you pay?" Tanya Riki pointed at Vanya's thigh.
"Free, as long as Om tells me!" Vanya replied with annoyance because she could not wait to hear the story about Riki.
After all, it is rare for him to be this normal, even that is the cause of boredom due to just seeing Riki work all day without doing anything. While Riki just lay down, making Vanya's thigh as his pillow. Riki's brain is suddenly strange, there is no desire to enjoy Vanya like the woman before. Even up to here a Riki looks very appreciative of Vanya.
"Would you like to hear it?"
"Oh.....It's a drama, by the way!" Vanya who was impatient was even irritated by Riki.
The weathered widower seemed to have unconsciously made a boy like Vanya almost die of curiosity in him.
"I have a best friend, he comes from a simple family. It might even be said that he is lacking even if he only lives in a rented house with his mother and father. Then, long story short I pity him and I made a confidant in my company, at that time I was still an employee in my parents' company." Riki was silent considering all the stories of his past that were so painful.
"Kok, shut up Om. How anyway!" Vanya is still waiting even though Riki seems to have no desire to tell a story.
"Then, I also met a street woman. She even lives under the bridge with her mother and sisters. In short, I liked it when I kept approaching and we got married. There was only love and happiness back then until I found out it turned out that he and my best friend stabbed me in the back. And, I chose to get divorced" Riki chose to end the story because she no longer wanted to remember it.
Riki no longer hurt to remember him, just not want to remember the faces of traitors who he once considered part of his life.
After all, there is Vanya who replaces all the wounds, believe me if this woman will never be able to leave him at any time.
"Sadis also the story is yes Om, so Om milih become a widower. Don't want to get married again?"
"But we're getting married, aren't we?" Ask Riki.
Plaque!
Vanya also slapped Riki's mouth, annoyed to hear it.
It was like that weathered widower that annoyed him even this time Vanya deliberately slapped him. Hopefully after this no more words will come out of his mouth.
"Why?" Riki also chose to get up while his hand rubbed his lips that were quite sick.
"Truly old there is no morality, just talking!" Omel Vanya was upset.
Until Vanya also chose to chew gum.
While Riki chuckles at Vanya's anger, a moment later sits back next to Vanya.
"Why are you so fierce?" Ask Riki.
Vanya's eyes immediately rounded hearing what Riki said.
Again Riki always waved the war flag, as if never stop making him calm.
"Roof?" Vanya asked with anger.
"Of!" Vanya also tries to snatch it from Riki, wanting to erase the image of his face immediately.
"What?" Riki continues to tease Vanya, as if to be his own entertainment for a Riki.
"Om, my face is copyrighted. You cannot take pictures without written permission. It can be fined!" Strict Vanya.
"Ahahahhaha, let's take it!" Riki was increasingly powerless to hold back laughter, this boy was indeed strange and very different from the others.
Until Riki keeps his phone away, not wanting to give it to Vanya at all.
An annoyed Vanya chooses to stop snatching the phone, then sits with her back to Riki.
Both of his hands were folding on his chest, his mouth was increasingly chewing the candy quickly. As if channeling his sense of regret.
"Based on the kids, but here you look fierce!" Riki again saw a picture of Vanya's face on his phone screen.
His insolent in Riki's heart said that he was very anxious with Vanya's facial expression like that.
"Om, delete. Not funny to know!"
"Don't dong, it's a collection" explained Riki then put his phone in his pocket.
"Basic!"
"What?" Riki asked while chuckling amusedly at Vanya's behavior which was indeed very childish, an adorable face that was able to make her continue to be imagined.
"Strongs!"
"Basic boy!" Riki was unable to resist his anxiety, until finally tickling Vanya's stomach quickly.
Vanya was surprised at that moment, instead of getting angry and laughing loudly because he was amused.
"Ahahhaha, amused Om!" Pekik Vanya's.
"You're so smart to make a name for me, yeah, feel this!"
Riki continues to tickle Vanya, even though Vanya has asked to stop.
"Udah Om, I'm not strong!"
"I'm sorry now!"
"No!"
"All right!" Riki continues to tickle Vanya without stopping.
"Sorry Om," Vanya also chose to give up, because it was really not strong to resist the amused.
Sure enough Riki also stopped tickling Vanya, feeling sorry for the snot boy who made her fall in love with it.
Until Vanya also fell on the sofa with a bad breath.
"Hows it? Any plans to say I'm weathered again?"
"Hehehe, for now it's not Om!"
"You again!"
"Not Om!" Vanya also chose to run out of Riki's room immediately.
Instead of her even back in the tickle like just now. But his laughter still boomed.