My husband is my teacher
hometown 2

Tak... Tak... Tak...

The sound of the knife meets the cutting board.

Latika helped cut the cooking ingredients while getting acquainted with the women of this village.

His name is Hisa, he is the son of the worker who takes care of this house. He told a lot about mama, papa, and Afriadi long ago.

He was shocked to learn that the woman he was talking to was Afriadi's wife, who he thought was Latika Afriadi's friend. Hisa has heard many stories from Bik Ipah about Afriadi's wife.

BAM...

Hisa snapped at the table, glaring at Latika, "Is it really Afriadi's lover?"

Latika took a stiff nod, still shocked by Hisa's clasping.

"Yeah.. I didn't expect to see you... I've heard a lot of stories from Bik Ipah about the wife of Mr. Afriadi, but never imagined if his wife is beautiful cute kek gini..." Hira talk cake sewing machine, fast.

Latika just to bengong listen to his words, and there is a question in his mind, "Emang my husband is an artist in this village huh? Until one boisterous village comes my way."

Soon Latika retreats when Hisa is about to cut the fish, she goes into the room moving the clothes from the suitcase to the closet after which she tidied the bed.

Suddenly, Afriadi came running around, jumping into bed, rolling around on a child's cake.

Sickness Latika appeared.

"End," said Latika.

"No boy," Afriadi replied in a mocking tone.

"Go away, people want to clean up." Latika drives Afriadi away, beating him with a pillow.

Notya away Afriadi even grinned wide, pulling Latika's hand until she fell in his arms.

Latika's face met, she hit Afriadi's chest softly. As he was about to get up, Afriadi hurriedly wrapped his hands around Latika's ping, holding her back.

"Abang, off."

"This is delicious," muttered Afriadi making Latika's face flushed.

Latika glanced at Afriadi who closed his eyes, he thought Afriadi fell asleep slowly he lay his head on the chest of Afriadi field, he smiled hearing Afriadi's heartbeat.

Slowly he closed his eyes, sleeping. For two days on the way, he was sleep deprived.

Soon Latika drifted to the land of ginseng.

Natural AC coming in from the window cools the room. In this house there is no AC there are only a few big fans above.

***

Afternoon

Latika was sweeping the lander, she saw Afriadi busy under the house.

"What Brother made," muttered Latika.

"Dad!" exciting Afriadi.

Latika turned her head, a little surprised Afriadi brought a bicycle. Where'd he get that bike?

"Yom, up. We go for a walk," Afriadi took to wiggle the handlebar of the bike, his eyebrows going up and down convincingly.

Without being invited twice Latika ran small to take not forget he put a broom in the house fenced, immediately ride a bicycle.

"Hurry up bang." Latika could not wait for the road to ride a bike, he had not been on a bike for a long time.

"eeetc. Who says free?"

Latika frowned staring at Afriadi.

"There must be a reward." Afriadi smiled cunningly, puffing his cheeks.

Latika understands what Afriadi means, she asks for kiss on the cheek, but there is no way Latika does it in the open what else is this in the village. What do people say later? But, if not Afriadi love is not the way.

Latika put two fingers on her mouth and then she put them on Afriadi's lips instead of her cheeks again. Even though only a kiss patch in the hand, but Afriadi's face slightly met, dumbfounded for a moment.

"Hurry up" said Latika once again.

Afriadi smiled broadly, "Prepare, hold tight. Village cyclists in action."

"Not to be lebay." Latika patted Afriadi's shoulder.

Afriadi started pedaling bicycles, Latika heart was happy to ride a bike with her lover.

Not far Afriadi stopped his bike.

In front of someone's house, which Latika knew was Bik Ipah's house, the person waved at her.

They both returned the hand.

"Where'd the newlyweds go?" ask Bik Ipah's husband.

The two of them just returned with a smile.

"Street only," said Afriadi.

"Ciee... Ehem..." Bik Ipah's husband teases them both.

"Did Bang say they were newlyweds" Bik Ipah rebuked her husband.

"What's wrong, even if it's been a long time, but still feels the newlyweds' cake."

"Sit Non," said Bik Ipah.

"Later Bik layover, go first," said Afriadi, "We used to."

"Yes!" sahut Bik Ipah and her husband.

Afriadi again pedaled a bicycle, along the way they met villagers. Well, they all greet Afriadi and Latika, so since Latika is new in their village on asking questions.

"That's Afriadi's wife?"

"That's Afriadi's wife?"

"That's Afriadi's wife?"

During the trip Latika enjoyed the view of the afternoon, Latika enthusiastically saw people playing soccer on the muddy field, feeling like joining.

So as not to get bored Afriadi told me about his childhood in the village.

Uh, Latika suddenly hugged Afriadi as she passed the sleeping police cake just off the board.

"Hem... There's a mating apparently," Latika said, looking at Ben's blue tent and stage and the venue.

"It seems" said Afriadi.

Afriadi went home to take another path. They did not have time to stop again to the house of Bik Ipah, after all entered magrib.

***

here Latika wants to give a message to all of you loyal readers.

Nick: "Hay! how are you doing? may it always be healthy. Here Latika want to talk, before that I submit an author apologize for slow updates.

em, a message for you.

do not use such occult sciences yes, which utilize subtle beings for your personal benefit.The troublesome creatures will be required of you, he said, grandchildren also bother to feel afraid close to you.

'The One' always knows what you're doing.

that's his message.

may you all be saved from danger.

Amens

by all. thanks for reading until the end of 🤗