My Lecture, My Husband
23

I went into the room, put down all the things I could buy. Books and some snacks that I had bought on the streets, yes still in the treat of Mas Arka of course. Hehe... Mumpung can husband generously give money, yes I use as well as possible dong.

I'm going down back down and undo my intentions, go back to my room to the bag I brought last night. If aunt Nunu wasn't around I wouldn't be doing this, I took a comb and tidied my hair.

No need to dance because I am beautiful, just look neat and fragrant.

I looked at myself in the mirror, "Okay, I'm not kucing anymore."

I was shocked when I opened the door and Mas Arka was already at the door, he raised next to his eyebrows looking at me. But looking at her face reminded me of her seeing Nila earlier, the feeling of goiter that I thought was gone came back.

I turned my face away from her, passing her just like that with a sullen face. Anyway I'm licking now! Who told his own wife rarely seen like he saw Madam Nila.

Let alone! I just scolded mah.

"Eh Ma'am Nila," I was surprised that we met on the stairs. "What's wrong?"

"Ah that," she draped her hair behind the ears "Tante call you and Brother Arka down."

Sis?

His eyes glanced behind me like I was looking for something, I looked back as well.

"Why Mother?".

He shook his head still while smiling, "Which Ark brother? Why aren't you the same."

"There's business in the room." I said, why should I look at my husband anyway. "Let's go down first."

He nodded his head, yet I descended on the stairs the voice of the Arka mas was heard. I turned my head and saw him stick his head in the doorway, why else would anyone, seek attention.

"Mb-" turned to Mbak Nila, he looked at Mas Arka without blinking.

Am I not big enough to be invisible? Shouldn't light that way, right? I'm still next to him.

I quickly stepped into Mas Arka, leaving Madam Nila who was on the stairs. I turned to her while smiling "Sorry, I have to take care of my husband first." I deliberately emphasized the word husband.

He smiled and nodded, then went down first. My smile instantly disappeared, my judgment when I first met I would pull it. She's beautiful, but if I look at my husband I won't give her face.

I went into the room following Mas Arka who came back in after calling me, I pulled the door and closed it.

"Why? We've been called Mom down." I asked ketus. "What?" I asked back when he was just looking at me

"You mad?"

Huh huh? Don't see what? Yes I am angry!

"No, why should I be angry?" I looked to the side "Why call here?"

"Why angry?" ask again.

Not self-conscious, right? I'm angry because I saw Nila's mother.

"I'm not angry."

He frowned more and more, slowly he stepped closer but I hurriedly walked backwards. I'm still angry okay!

I was surprised, suer!

I didn't expect Mas Arka to do this, he pulled my waist to get close to her. He poked his forehead against my forehead, staring at me.

Why did he arrive so aggressive? He wasn't possessed by a waiter in the bookstore, was he?

"M-Mas?" My hands resting on his chest tried to push, his hands on my waist were firm enough for me to push.

"Why angry?" he asked in a hoarse voice, I felt goosebumps hearing it. Although impressed whispering, still I can be heard clearly because of our very close distance.

"Gue?"

I close my mouth, you idiot! I should have just spoken normally, right? Why do I have to say 'gue' anyway? My habit when angry is this, especially with new people like Mas Arka.

"Yes yes, I'm sorry!" I pushed him but he didn't move "Mas!" at all!"

"Why?" Should I answer it? Bored in asking that question. "Why are you angry?"

"Why, just get upset. Already ah!" I'm still trying to get away. I looked up at Mas Arka "Mas said to see me first, when?"

He cleared his throat and immediately released me from his embrace, finally... My heart you okay now? My guess earlier must be true, he said like that just helped me right?

"Thank you!" I said, he saw me "Mas said that, so I'm not too disturbed aunt Nunu right?"

"No"

uh huh?

He stood firmly in front of me "We did meet when you were eight."

"When? Why don't I remember? And again I've been coming to Papi's office at the age of eight. And the place is tight enough to get in there."

"Grandfather ka-Papi's superior."

I nodded my head, I seemed to understand. He was a member of the family there, it was only natural that he could enter.

BUT WHY DON'T I REMEMBER??

Can I now doubt the memory I have always been proud of? I really don't remember when we met, akhh... Remember brain!

"You don't have to remember it" he patted my head, I'm a little boy "So?"

"Why are you angry?" ughhhh.. That question again, he is this type of person huh? Is it because of this nature that my script never escapes.

Lecturer crazy!

"What's still to be discussed?" I saw her upset, but I thought she'd forget when the topic changed. "I'm coming down, I've been waiting for."

I turned my body to walk towards the door, as I opened the pinta Mbak Nila was there, in front of our door. Doesn't he know it's disrespectful? The owner of the room is husband and wife.

"Why Mother?" I asked in a flat tone, just let her realize that what she did was not right.

"Ah that," she bit her lower lip, her eyes glancing into the room. Seeing that I moved, covering the direction of his vision. "You guys didn't come down too, so I was asked to call you guys again."

"we'll be down soon, won't we?" I said as I walked towards me, "Thank you Ma'am, mbak Nila already wants to bother calling us."

He smiled "It's not a problem, but what did you guys do until so long ago?"

Spontaneously I saw him after hearing his question, "Sorry pardon me if what I'm about to say is impolite, but I don't think we're close enough for me to tell you what my husband and I were doing while we were in the room."

He seemed to flinch, probably not believing that I was talking to him like that.

He shook his head, "Don't get me wrong, I didn't really mean it." he pointed down "I-I'll go downstairs first."

"Well, I'm sorry if I offended."

She smiled and shook her head, I immediately stopped smiling as soon as she turned her back on me. Without saying and without looking, I knew that Mas Arka was looking at me.

"What?" I asked fiercely at him, Mas Arka raised his forehead and shook his head.

Just be careful if he protests.