My Dear Fussy Husband
Our Home is Not My Home

The night came back to erode fatigue. A time when humans can indulge. Relax with family or loved ones. Rest for a while after a day of activity.

"I've had a shower and it's beautiful!" greet Nadin as soon as you see the Guard entering the room. The man had just returned from the mosque with Dikta and Pak Abraham.

Nadin pouted for not getting a response from the Guard. The girl immediately walked up to the Guard who was seen taking off her cocoon.

"Why, anyway, don't you like my nanggepin?" nadin asked with a stern expression.

The guard looked down at Nadin who was much shorter than him. His hands slapped Nadin's back once. "Yes," he said.

"Yes what!?" nadin jolts with eyes squinting.

"So he said to nanggepin," replied the Guard casually. The man is now bare-chested with shorts above the knee. It feels like Garda is more comfortable using shorts. However, he only dared to use it inside the room. It's a little uncomfortable if someone else sees the aura. His hands were busy looking for t-shirts inside the wardrobe.

Nadin held up a little look at the sight. His clear eyes instantly opened wide. The Guard's bare chest was enough to sedate Nadin.

"It's normal" the Guard interrupted after finding Nadin's gawking face.

"Mas Dana must like to show off, yes, same girls," Nadin accused. Remember this Guard loves sports at the gym. He must be very confident in the body of the attesti.

"Not really," replied the Guard.

"Times?" nadin asked. The girl followed the big steps of the Guard who walked closer to the bed.

"After I told him that you were the only one who had seen my thighs" replied the Guard casually. Making Nadin automatically duck to see the object in question.

"Really?" asked Nadin who was called the Guard.

"Do not be afraid of your husband's body is seen by others" said Grda again.

Nadin smelled a smile with a face that began to blush. The Guards' shoulders were hit hard enough. Of course it made the man grimace in pain.

"Dana's mom can make baper too," said Nadin with a shy face.

Garda quite glanced cynically at his wife. "Okay," he relaxed.

"Huh! Fridays again," said Nadin.

The Guard started his nightly routine. Take the laptop and lean on the head of the bed. Using a pillow as a laptop pad, then start opening some documents.

Nadin of course followed the activities of the Guard with enthusiasm. The girl deliberately stuck her body with the Guard. Making the Guard sigh in a breath.

"No perotes! I've had a shower and my shirt is clean shiny" Nadin said before Garda opened his mouth.

The girl looked at the Garda laptop screen. He then turned to look at the handsome man's serious face. "Mas Garda likes being a lecturer?" nadin asked to break the silence.

"It's normal" replied the Guard briefly.

Nadin was confused. "It's normal, anyway?"

"It feels normal."

"Huh! Nyebelin," snorted Nadin with a moody face. He wanted to establish good communication with the Guard. But, just look at this man's level of passivity.

"You're supposed to be in college, right?" ask the Guard after Nadin fell silent.

The girl glanced at the Guard who was still focusing on her laptop. "Why ask that?"

"Your age hasn't turned 20 yet, still a student's age. But I don't see any books or your school supplies" Garda explained. After observing some time the Guard chose to ask instead of guessing wrongly.

"Does Mas Dana mind having a wife who is not a scholar?"

"I don't talk about it. Just curious about your college. There is no way the sister of a doctor doesn't go to college" Garda replied plainly.

"I dropped out of college" tweeted Nadin.

The guard tilted his head to face Nadin. Seeing the look on Nadin's gloomy face made him not bear. Though curious, he chose silence. Waiting for the time when Nadin would tell himself.

"Oh," the Guard's response slightly injured Nadin. What does it matter to her that her husband is to her, Nadin's inner.

Silence began to engulf the two again. Nadin was also confused about what kind of conversation to open. Since then Garda impressed very passive and indifferent to Nadin's questions.

"Mas Dana," call Nadin slowly. The guard replied with one eyebrow raised.

"We're gonna stay in this house anyway, right?" ask Nadin to make sure. At once break the silence for the umpteenth time.

Guard's hand that was originally busy scrolling through the laptop screen came to a halt. "No," he answered, enough to keep Nadin quiet.

"Why not stay here?" nadin asked.

"Why do you want to stay here?" The guard asked.

Nadin was silent with fingers tied together. He stared at the face of the Guard who also turned to look at Nadin. "Let's be the same Umma as Abah" replied Nadin with an unfocused look.

"We won't stay with your parents" the Guard said.

"Why?"

"Because we're married. We've already got a household. So we should be able to be independent by living apart from the parents," explained the Guard.

"We can also be independent even though we live here" said Nadin according to his head.

"You can guarantee?"

"Mas Dana can also guarantee that living alone can make us independent?" nadin asked by repeating the Garda question. A little about the Guard. How did the man answer his question.

"Can," he replied straightforwardly. "If we live alone we can build a real household in our home. We can cook and take care of the house without depending on each other. Obviously it can make us independent rather than living with parents."

Nadin nodded with a plain face. The words of the Guard are all true. If he lived here he would also depend fully on his parents and it is impossible for him to be independent.

"Do you understand?" ask the Guard to make sure.

Nadin nodded. "Udah" he replied.

"After all, a ship only runs with one captain" the Guard said afterwards.

"The ship is home?" ask Nadin plain.

The guard nodded in confirming. "Later, there will be two heads of families in this house if we stay here, right?"

"Yes, anyway" replied Nadin limp.

"Monday we move out" the Guard said suddenly.

"That's a big shot?" This is saturday. Then he only has one more day left.

"Tuesday I started coming in. So, the possible transfer time is only tomorrow and Monday. Do you want to move tomorrow?" ask Garda.

Obviously Nadin immediately shook his head firmly. "Monday," he answered.

"Where's Mas Dana's house?" nadin asked curiously. Nadin hopes his new residence is not far from Nadin's parents' home.

"It's not my house" the Guard replied.

Nadin furrowed his brows in confusion. "Certainly? What's the contract?" nadin asked unsure. Because men with mature age like Dana usually have prepared assets before marriage.

"Not really."

"Don't tell me we live in an apartment?" nadin asked increasingly. If you live in an automatic apartment will be far from both parents, because there is no apartment around here.

Garda shook his head again to make Nadin more curious. "Would you tell me to sleep on the street if that was it?" nadin asked who was getting upset.

"There may be a man like me taking his wife on the road" said the Guard, who was seasoned with a little arrogance.

"Well, where do we live?!" nadin asked.

"Our house, not mine," replied the Guard with a face that remained flat. Nadin who heard the Garda's answer was wrong. His smile was painted with a blushing face. Nadin so failed sad because it will part with his parents.

It turned out that despite being cold with a flat face. Garda likes to throw sentences that make Nadin blush.