Marrying Sergeant Major
~ 64 ~
After putting Lala to sleep, I did not go straight into Bima's mas room, My step was directed at a room where special ironing clothes.
As I folded and ironed the clothes that I had sun-dried this afternoon, I remembered every word Gesya said.
To be honest, there was a sense of anxiety that hit my heart and mind, especially when the woman said that she would make Bima mas arrived at her bed, my worry increased because people like Gesya would definitely not give up so easily.
"Astaghfirullahaladzim" I was surprised because suddenly Bima mas touched my shoulder. The habit that Bima always did to me, he came secretly and always surprised me.
"What the fuck, what a habit"
"You daydreaming, why turn on people?"
"Yes to ngagetin"
"If you don't daydream, you won't be surprised, Bi. Bad habits are still maintained" Mas Bima took over the iron that I was holding. "Sit down, let me continue"
"No, this is a little. It's also over soon"
"It will not be finished if you keep daydreaming, sit down and do not argue"
If this is the case, I really can't argue with it. I also finally obeyed the orders of Bima mas, sitting in a chair that is available in this room.
"Again guessing what else?" ask Mas Bima after there was silence for a while. His hand kept moving back and forth.
"So late afternoon I met Gesya?"
"No, I've been in Lanud all day. You alone? In addition to Lala, just stay in the office right, not meet the same Sang Saka Merah Putih right?"
"Mas" I chipped complete with my eyes squeaking. "Sang Saka Dikara, do not be biased deh"
"No one, trouble? Oh, don't you take it?"
"What the hell is that?"
"Now speaking to your husband, what has made you daydream?" Tanya mas Bima full of probing.
"I met someone after Lala's crybaby"
Hearing my sentence, Bima turned to my face, then put the iron on the end of the ironing board after previously turning the temperature to be lower for the heat.
Mas Bima pulled out another chair and put it right in front of me, the next second she sat on the chair facing me.
"Who did you meet? Hannah?" guess what, I answered with a headband.
"Then who?"
"Gesya" I said with a full look, pointing at his black bead.
"What do you want?"
"Can you please get me my phone?" Instead of answering, I told him.
"Where?" bima's gaze was so sharp. Besides there was such a high curious highlight, there was also a hint of emotion drawn on his face.
"On the refrigerator"
"Okay" The man then got up, while I continued scanning his back until it was no longer visible.
No less than two minutes, Bima mas already back with my phone in his right hand.
The man re-positioned himself in front of me then handed the phone to my hand.
"What's the matter?" Ask curiously.
Instead of answering, I was busy opening the recording folder of Gesya's voice. Mas Bima himself felt astonished that even his two eyebrows swooped so sharply.
Before long, my voice and Gesya's voice were simple to each other.
Mas Bima was stunned, but only for a moment. He shook his head, who knew what he meant.
"Who can he say that?" bima said after I finished hearing the sound I recorded.
"I remind the mas" I cupped the face of Bima mas already in the growth of thin feathers on his face. Ah my husband must not have shaved the fine hair on his face. "Never let your guard down against Gesya, or let her meet him without me"
Not immediately answered, Bima even looked at me full of clinging.
"Don't meet him alone, whatever his interests, understand?"
Smiling, before then my man nodded then held both of my wrists still cupping his face.
"See!" he answered and then pulled my hand for him to circle around his waist. One hand was behind my head, and the other hand rubbed my back gently.
"Not that, Bi?"
"Hm ... Gesya is the man who is desperate"
"Fear it, but don't overdo it"
I immediately parsed his embrace as soon as Bima said that.
"He will never get what you got from me, and I'll make sure only you get it. Only you!" Press Mas Bima while flanking my lips using both fingers.
"What have you given me?" I honestly don't understand what Bima said. I don't think he ever gave me anything.
"You don't understand what I mean, Bi"
"understand. It's his salary, right? Mas won't give his salary to Gesya"
"Haha"
My forehead shriveled hearing his laughter break instantly.
"Why? Is something funny?"
"Not just a salary, but_" Mas Bima looked at me with a mischievous look. While my black iris continued to scan the eyes, then her lips were already opium to me.
"What?" many wonder.
"Do you give me now?"
"Give me what?" I was a little worried because Bima's face like wanting to prank me.
Suddenly Bima got up and raised my body.
"Wait a minute, where am I going?" Automatically my hands were directly coiled around her neck.
"Our room" he answered casually as he continued to move.
"That iron hasn't been unplugged"
"Let's just, it won't burn, the heat is off"
"But finish the ironing first"
"That could be later"
"T-but_" I hung my words because suddenly Bima put her lips on my neck.
I became weak at this point, my blood was like boiling and the cells in my body instantly froze.
Just laying me on the bed, I heard the phone in my hand ringing.
"Who dares to bother us?" The man who was already on top of my body kept looking at me deeply.
I'm shaking. But in the next second I knew that my mom was calling me.
"Mommy"
One eyebrow in Bima raised.
"Mommy? What's calling you?"
"I don't know"
"Thanks, and loudspeaker"
I also immediately shifted the green icon, not forgetting to touch the button pictured toa.
"Assalamu'alaikum, uh?"
"Wa'alaikumsalam" Papi's voice.
Me and Bima looked at each other. Feeling surprised because it was the papi voice we heard, even though the mammoth number he used.
"Body?"
"This is papi"
"What's pi?" Ask the Bima.
"Can be switched to Vcall, Bi" call"
"Can, pih"
"What's wrong with papi?" whispered Bima mas who immediately stepped away from the top of my body. And I leaned my back against the headboard.
I shook my head along with the face of papi mami that suddenly appeared on my phone screen.
Like my position and Bima mas, currently papi and mami are also on top of the bed while leaning back on the head of the bed.
Seeing me and Bima mas sitting side by side, a mami smile immediately developed.
"What are you doing again?"
"For the sleep, what's wrong?" That's the answer from Bima. Flat answer in my opinion.
"Are you right, sleep one bed?" Mom asked with a serious expression. "Gesya says you've been separating beds all this time. Is that true?"
I gulped, while mas Bima was not sure what his expression was like.
"Bima, Arimbi, are you sleeping separately?" the question this time was from the papi with the lightning of his eyes so sharp.
Seriate.