My husband is my teacher
Wrong Room 2

The pitch-black night accompanied by the moon shone beautifully and stars twinkled above.

Afriadi drove his car through a deserted road.

He was on his way home to two sohibs.

"Oi, Af." Hasan exclaimed at Afriadi who was driving in front.

"Eum..." Afriadi remained focused.

"How is he doing?" Hasan asked in a voice.

"Who?" Afriadi asked back to see Hasan in the rearview mirror.

"Who else if it's not your sweet Adek."

"Oohs... He's, all right." Afriadi mamasang jutek face.

Hasan and Qilan understood.

Qilan wanted to ask a question, though,

"You are still" Only half of Hasan's questions to shut the mouth of Qilan who sat beside him, glaring at Qilan to warn do not ask about their relationship later Afriadi can explode his emotions.

Afriadi stared intently at the glass looking at the two of them at the back.

"What's still?," asked Afriadi in a cold tone.

"aaa... That you remember him?" Hasan turned Qilan's question over.

"He who?" Afriadi asked back.

"Who else is our friend who used to be the most chatty, loves to tease you...

We haven't seen him in a long time. He must have changed a lot" Hasan said.

Qilan connect, "Ah... Yeah, he called me last night, said he wanted to see you. You know that?"

Hasan smirked at Qilan, his stone said, "You want to divert the conversation not so much Qilan.

Be present... Messed up.

Though I was just asking Afriafi to talk about him to divert the conversation, why did you say that he wanted to meet Afriadi?"

"Is it true?" Afriadi asked again a stale base.

"Well, right." Qilan ignored Hasan's eyes.

Hasan followed the style of baim, "Allah forgives the sin of Qilan, O Allah."

Qilan glared at Hasan's cynics, "Saying tomorrow he'll meet you in a seko-"

Baakk...

Hasan stepped on Qilan's foot.

"Let's..." Qilan screamed at the confused Hasan who looked at Qilan.

"It's not him in Korea now" Afriadi said suddenly.

"Oh yeah... Qilan you believe." Hasan kept his feet away from Qilan's feet looking at the scene outside, pitch black.

"Seriously Af," Qilan continued.

Afriadi smiled faintly back to driving focus.

Qilan looked at the dark surroundings, complaining, "Hem... Arrive long?"

"Who's in. I know it's far away." Hasan grumbled

"Why did you go there anyway? There are not many mosquitoes anymore" Qilan complained.

Hasan glared, "Again... Next time you stay, don't be chatty."

"I was curious to know what it was like to fish in a river at night, to see fireflies flying, to see stars in the sky. The scenery can be seen but, the fish can't."

"Maybe we have the fish's sleep so we don't want to eat bait" Hasan said.

"Who picked the faraway place" said Qilan.

"You're the one who proposed it too." Qilan directly heard Hasan's words.

"Now it's 01:10 p.m." Qilan looked at the clock on his arm, his mouth wide open, "I'm sleepy."

"Hey! Do not sleep you will miss the most interesting thing," said Hasan invite curiosity Qilan who had been told to sleep.

Quickly Qilan's eyes immediately fresh heard the most interesting thing, Hasan nodded steadily while Afriadi smiled.

Hasan smiled cunningly, Qilan enthusiastically wanted to know, "You look at the tree, around here, just keep looking if you're not too careful you're going to miss."

Qilan obeyed Hasan, he looked around him.

Afriadi and Hasan laughed softly.

5 Minutes Qilan looked around.

"There's nothing. What the hell is he looking at?" Qilan complained.

"Gorgeous girl." Hasan.

"Seriously?"

"Long hair." Hasan.

"Waws... What's name?"

"Country." Hasan grinned wide.

Qilan was not suspicious at all, "Name good."

Afriadi and Hasan laughed seeing Qilan seriously.

"Why laugh?" Qilan.

"Haha... Do you want to meet him?" asked Hasan.

"Yes." Yeah." Qilan meangguk plain.

Afriadi and Hasan laughed.

"Is something wrong?," asked plain Qilan.

It's really nice that Hasan fucked up his friend, "You know who that kunti is?"

"Long-haired beauty." Qilan answered innocently.

Afriadi and Hasan laughed again.

"Qilan sure you want to see me?" Hasan asked.

"Yes. Wh why?.

Who is Kunti?" Qilan was unconscious as well.

Hasan replied, "Kunti+lanak\="

"Kunti-" Qilan did not continue his sentence aware of what they meant, "Astaghfirullah."

Plaque... Qilan patted firmly on Hasan's shoulder, annoyed at jahili by him.

"Haha..." They both laughed out loud.

Qilan was still irritatedly clogging Hasan's mouth with a tissue box.

"Hoi, don't mess around.

We're on this lonely road again. How will I see you later?"

"You face it. Not that you want to meet him.''

"His..." Qilan hissed annoyed.

Laughter filled the Car.

Afriadi did not banyal talk he only listened to the small quarrel 2 sohibnya.

Suddenly...

Hua ha ha ha...

Kuntilanak laughing voice.

Sontak Afriadi stopped his car, Qilan and Hasan pias face, heard Kuntilanak laugh.

"Quick Af, go." Hasan urged Afriadi, "I don't want Kuntilanak arrested. I'm still single yet married, if you're married already know what it's like to have a wife, while I haven't been Af."

Afriadi casually pulled out his phone.

"God..." Hasan was surprised to see Afriadi pick up the phone. He glanced at Qilan he hugged at him Qilan looked at him lazily. Hasan stayed away, just acting normal.

"Devil, the police are afraid of ghosts." Qilan taunted Hasan, "Kunti's lies are afraid."

Afriadi laughed remembering Hasan's words and their frightened faces.

It turns out that Kuntilanak's voice was the voice of a call on Afriadi's phone he deliberately changed.

Afriadi's running his car.

Hasan remained silent all the way, ashamed that he had just convicted Qilan.

Qilan laughed softly if he laughed then later embarrassed also earlier he was scared too.

"Af, you look sleepy. Here change let me drive."

Qilan offered to see Afriadi yawn.

"No, we'll be here soon."

Finally they arrived in front of the fence of Hasan's house.

"Ep... Thanks though. Be careful on the road." Hasan's flat tone.

Afriadi took Qilan to his house.

After taking Qilan home Afriadi went home.

Mang Juneb opened the pangar, and was greeted by BIk Ipah at the door.

Afriadi out of the car.

Mang Juneb followed from behind.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..."

"Wa'alaikum..." They both answered.

"What's the Bik, Mang? Why haven't you slept?" asked Afriadi up the steps of the porch of the House, and,

"That's sir. Ah... It's not good I told you." Mang Juneb scratched his head, misbehaving.

"What's wrong? Just say it." Afriadi waited for an answer from the two of them, his eyes I held back the sleepiness.

"That's sir." Bik Ipah is unable to speak.

"We know how Mr. now. I and Bik Ipah got a call from the village. They say. I got word that my mother was very sick in the family village on her way home,

and Bik Ipah got word that her husband was sick too. I haven't seen Mom in a long time, and Bik Ipah too. So-so"

"It's okay to Go Home. Meet them." Afriadi popped his eyes.

"But Sir."

"No but-but." Afriadi shook his head, "I have no right to forbid Bibik and Mamang to go home."

"If we go home Mr and Non-"

Sentence Bik Ipah in Afriadi cut, Afriadi,

"Don't worry Bik, he's got me."

"Eum..." Bik Ipah lowered his heart he could not bear to leave Afriadi and Latika was afraid that later they would fight or something happened to them.

"Bibik and Mamang came home, after all, Bibik and Mamang did not return home. Poor family in Kampung waiting for the return of Bibik and Mamang."

"Eum..." Mang Juneb lowered his head.

"But, Mr and Non are now."

Bik Ipah held back his tears reminiscing about the state of their lives both.

"Huussss... Don't discuss." Afriadi put his index finger at the start of his eyes closed tightly, "Bibik and Mamang will leave when?"

"Tomorrow." They answered simultaneously.

"Then rest first, prepare the energy for tomorrow's journey." Afriadi patted Mang Juneb's shoulder across from Bik Ipah.

"Sir." Bik Ipah called Afriadi, his hand wanted to reach Afriadi's hand but he paused.

"Hooomma... I'm sleepy Bik. Bibik and Mamang went to bed again tomorrow to leave. I go to bed first." Afriadi poked his eyes stepped in.

As long as he stepped up the long stairs also his mind imagined the days of tomorrow without Bik Ipah and Mang Juneb Rupah must be quiet not and only the two of them are waiting for Home.

Afriadi got upstairs entering the room by chance not in the lock, he closed the back door staggered towards the bed, his eyes narrowed up into the bed.

"Tomorrow. Huh... Tomorrow." Afriadi grabbed the blanket, in the silence he imagined the departure of Bik Ipah and Mang Juneb continued after that only he and Latika, I don't know what happened with them could happen something later. Afriadi sighed hugging the bolster.

"Ep... Since when did I have a roll of this size and warm, fragrant again," she opened her narrowed eyes just a few watts more, and her nearsighted eyes observed the roll.

Due to heavy drowsiness he chose not to ignore her.

"Just go to sleep." His creeping hand felt the bolster.

Within seconds Afriadi fell asleep.

While Bik Ipah packed his clothes into a suitcase, so did Mang Juneb

After finishing packing Bik Ipah climbed into bed to gather energy for tomorrow's trip. While Mang Juneb stood guard in front of his eyes could not sleep impatiently to go home.

***

Tit... Tit... Tit... Tit...

Latika mobile phone alarms ringing.

"Eum..." Latika lazily opened her eyes.

His body was hard to move, his breathing was tight.

"Egh..."

Latika felt that someone was holding her back. It was hard to see what was stopping him with the room lights off, only the sleeping lights were on, he turned his back on the lights.

He tried to escape but, he couldn't. Moves sigh.

"Ep... What is this that moves,"

guma Afriadi opened his eyes slowly his sight was still myopic looking down at the bolster pillow he was hugging, "The bolster pillow can move."

Baritone hoarse voice, shock Latika like there is electricity stinging his butt. Latika looked up looking up, her mouth opened without blinking her eyes.

Oh... Noooooqkk.

Their eyes meet each other.

"Ba-gai-ma-na bi-sa?" Broken inner Latika asked

Inner Afriadi cheered loudly, "Astagufirullah why am I here? This is my old room, not my room"

Afriadi smiled bitterly, his hands moving feeling he touched something chewy.

Latika felt something touch her body, she glanced in the dark Afriadi's hand was below, she was holding what?

Bluuuss...

Latika's face flushed.

Seeing Afriadi's hands in the top 2 heirlooms that are forbidden to touch, although in the dark but he can see and feel it stinging hands several times.

Latika wants to scream but, restrained.

He just quietly petrified his body shaking numbness. Confused what if yelling can be splashy anyways Her husband, all wrong Latika. But this is too sudden Latika is not ready.

Just waking up has been a surprise.

Die you Afriadi.

Afriadi realized that his hand touched it.

His face immediately flushed.

Quickly he let go of his hand, with a broken movement Afriadi was up from the bed, his hand was numb, he got off the bed walking out like a robot, tampa said a word.

Likewise Latika hid her red face under the blanket not expecting it to happen to her just now.