My Lecture, My Husband
21. Book Store

"Mas!" I ran slowly towards Mas Arka who was taking out the motor, he turned his head "Where are you?"

"Street."

"Where?" he seemed to think "Where?"

"Bookstore!"

"Come on! Come with me... Pleasee.." persuade me.

It's not how this ye, I was during marriage with Mas Arka, never before had I taken the road around his house. She looked at me but still nodded, so that Mother-in-law would not bother looking for me, I quickly ran inside to ask for permission.

I'm back out with a hat and a little bag, who knows later on the road I'm tempted to buy something. Mas Arka gave me a helmet to protest me, even though I was wearing a hat. But, seeing Mas Arka's face made me unable to protest.

I held onto Mas Arka's shoulder, then got on the bike. We have never been on a motorcycle together, because our position is quite close to remind me of the dawn incident earlier.

The puss... I felt my face heat up, thinking about it embarrassed me myself.

But it's not embarrassing, is it? We are legitimate, husband and wife in the eyes of God and country, so why should I be ashamed? But... Still, girls are more aggressive.

"Mas," I patted her on the shoulder, she turned to look at me for a moment and went back to see the road "Here is selling a special snack, which is good to make by? Lau-lau asked to be bought by."

Last night, forced to cancel an appointment, Laura asked by her instead. So as a good friend, I have to obey the will of friends who sometimes do not know themselves.

"Aren't you, Mom?" ask again.

"There's a red light next to it." Mas Arka replied he pointed to a store in the not far from the red light, you're just going through it.

"Go home, stop by, Mom!" he just nodded his head. "When where do you eat good meatballs?"

Yes I do like to eat round food made of beef, especially if the sauce is spicy, behh... All debts are forgotten, hahaha...

Just thinking about it makes me hungry.

"In the village next door there."

I smiled "Away?" he shook his head "If there's time to take me there, yes yes!"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Yes! Promise to you! Just be careful if the mas ngak nepatin." todongku, again he just nodded his head. "Jawab dong, Mas! Don't be like a chicken toy that can just nod its head."

He patted my calf, "Whisper!"

I put my calves together, I didn't think he'd do that. Mas Arka was kind of resigned resigned resigned, so when he patted my calf made me shocked.

"Eat him if the nanya nyaut dong, Mas!"

"Yes" he said slowly, I giggled amusedly. He was tired of me telling him to keep talking.

Before long Mas Arka stopped his motorbike in front of a shopping mall, he helped me down before going down as well. I deftly unbuttoned the helmet, giving it to Mas Arka.

"I'm on a deal, aren't I, Mas?"

He looked at me then nodded, but quickly replied 'Yes', he didn't want me to protest anymore. I chuckled at her depressed face, Mas Arka indeed seems to be a quiet type of person.

I think he's the type of person who 'If you can do it with a simple gesture, why talk'

Haha... It's a pity that she has to marry someone like me, a girl who won't be satisfied with her actions alone. I'm the type of person who likes to chat, so at home it's noisy because Mama and I are the same type.

I looked up at Arka who was looking at me, I could only give her a grin "Let me not stray." I said as she looked towards her arm that I was embracing.

"Oh!"

I pouted but kept following in his footsteps "Mas, inside isn't there Mas's ex right?"

"No." he said, he saw the clock curled in his hand, "Tante Nunu is soon coming."

Aunt Nunu was a cousin of my mother-in-law, she said she would come to visit with her friend. I don't know her, but somehow Mom's face when she says it is a little less than happy. Although curious I do not intend to ask, yes I am not a kepo person who must find out to the root of the root.

We reached the bookstore, Mas Arka had already walked to the place where the books he needed were. I have not been to a bookstore for a long time, covering novels and comics.

Sue indeed!

Luckily after the twelfth grade I had a boyfriend, so we often double date at the bookstore. If you want to think, our courtship of High School era is meant cute because the date is in the bookstore.

I deserve to be in my arms.

"Hey hey..."

I turned to the origin of the voice, the High School girl who approached a group of her friends with a radiant face.

"Why the hell lo?"

He giggled, I just shook my head because my behavior was not much different.

"So, I got squirming guys, really handsome."

I chuckled because it used to be like that, excited when there was a little clear view. Adrian is often upset that Laura often drags me to peek at handsome guys, hehehe... I dare not contact.

"Where? Where's where?"

"There, where the textbook is." I followed the direction it was pointing.

Waitaminute!

Isn't that the place that Mas Arka came to?

"He's tall, he's strapping, he's white, he's got his hair cracked!"

Kan's... Must be the Arch they mean, ck what!

I took a random novel, walked slowly to Mas Arka's place. As soon as I passed those High School boys, I could only glance at them in annoyance.

"Mas!"

She turned her head as soon as I called her, her hands were sorting out the book she seemed to be buying. I walked towards him with a frown, looking towards his finger.

There's still! What child is unclear? It was clear that Mas Arka was wearing a ring in his hand, which meant that he was already tied.

"Have you?"

"Attent."

I snorted but kept walking to his side, peering at what book he bought. A book of tactics and strategy? Not that this had nothing to do with the courses he taught, why did he buy them?

Mas Arka is not a Lecturer not an Army, is this just a hobby?

Mas Arka took the book out of my hand, grabbed my hand with an empty hand. Eh? Not usually.

I looked up at him, but Mas Arka was only focusing on his path. But at least Mas Arka has taken the initiative, right?

"Will go home soon, Mom?"

We were already in front of the cashier, Mas Arka handed him the book he was holding.

"Mass?"

"No."

"Why?" he looked at me, I looked back at him.

"In a noisy house!"

I chuckled softly, it is true that at home must be noisy because there is a guest Mother. Mas Arka took out his wallet to pay for the book, hehehe... Actually I have a lot of money rations from Mas Arka, but it's just nice if in the treaty.

Same with the husband himself, not the husband of people especially not given by Om-om who is looking for a beautiful girl.

"So Mas, when do we get back to kosan?" we've been walking out of the shopping mall "I'm not holy yet, on a pile in a dirty basket."

"Later tonight," eh? "Besok Mas must be taught again."