My Match in the Hands of Duda Somplak

My Match in the Hands of Duda Somplak
CHAPTER 53. Go Home Yourself


Waiting is not as difficult as fighting, so let me wait for you for a moment until you come and greet me.


"Lho Ma'am He still hasn't come home?" ask employees.


"As you can see." He widened his arms so they would know, if he was still in place.


"Hehehe ... Sorry mbak,"


"No papa, yes I want his room Mr ya." After greeting the employees, then He walked in the room that is usually made a break by Adi first, but since He was married and has become Adi's wife, Adi was rarely to the restaurant.


I don't know what job Adi is doing, because he doesn't know to know about that one problem.


"Hem... It was delicious to fall down, yes" he murmured, then he took off his shoes and immediately lay down on the soft mattress.


And I don't know how long He's been asleep, so it doesn't feel if time goes on and now it's seven o'clock at night.


Tired of waiting He finally came out to go home. Because it is also impossible to stay at a restaurant.


Unbeknownst to employees, he walked to the parking lot to book an online motorcycle taxi to drive him home. It didn't take long for the order to come.


"With Mbak He yes," said the gojek.


"Yes sir." Answer Him.


"As per the application yes, Ma'am." The Gojek spoke with a hand holding a helmet to give to its passenger, He.


Half an hour later, he had arrived in front of Adi's mansion. With a big sigh He felt that there was something in his heart, whether it was an unusual sense of solitude and it could also be a sense of loneliness entering the recesses of his heart. Until the uncomfortable feeling arises.


With a bent face He opened the door, then sat down between the couches in the living room.


"I mean, why the hell, how does it feel that something is strange? Ah, it's already." Mumbled She.


"Where the hell is the person, on the phone not in the lift, the time is yes until this hour is still busy." She grumbled because from now on she tried to contact her adult husband that she could not at all. Exactly not in the lift.


Huff..


Finally He stood up to clean the body, because it felt like a sticky lollipop once all over his body.


The cold water seemed to be quite helpful to him, who was feeling the dizzy in the head. Soon, he might have put the water on his head.


It did not take long 15 minutes then the ritual of bathing was completed, before leaving for bed He would eat first.


Looks like cooking noodles in a good egg mix, murmured He in his heart.


In the kitchen, he was ready with his noodles.It does not take long, the noodles are ready in the meal..


"Aish sucks, when the stomach is hungry. The call of nature calls.


Then he left the dining table to go to the bathroom.


Afterwards from the bathroom, he approached the noodles that had not been eaten by him, but. How surprised to see the bowl filled with noodles was empty.


"Who ate my noodles? Ghosts, ah it seems impossible." He tells himself.


Huh, damn it. Noodles have not been eaten already, it looks like the husband who ate. If it's a demon of yes time the devil eats noodles instead of eating flowers. Thought Him in the heart.


He was gone, his finger placed under his chin to support, for some reason his mind was now fixed on one name. But when he was about to drink tea suddenly.


"Om, where are you!" He shouted because it was impossible for the cooked noodles to be lost if they were not eaten.


Huff..


Tired of looking for the whereabouts of her husband, but not yet seen the trunk of his nose.


Finally, he chose to take the orange juice in the refrigerator. But when he was about to close the refrigerator suddenly someone patted his shoulder and surprised him.


DOORR.


Ahh ...


"Based on the rancid boy, look what you did to my face and my clothes." Said the man, who was none other than Adi's husband.


"Mistake yourself ignorant, got the stone right." He answered with a little smile.


"Your sins are laughing at me like that" said Adi with his upset face.


It is not his fault if the juice that was originally there is a glass is now moved. Right on his face and his shirt the juice hit him.


"Don't bring sin, the wrong person, so I'm the one who gets scorned." He said by hand open the refrigerator to take another drink, because the drink he had taken had spilled on Adi's face and body.


"Eh, wrong again." Mumbled Adi, but she still heard what her husband said.


"Yes wrong, first, Om was negligent for not picking me up, then the second Om ate the noodles I cooked. For the third, Om uda made me hang." She explained in detail what her husband had done.


"Attent." Say him again, then he sniffed Adi's body odor.


"Om," rebuke him.


Hehe.


"Little." Adi said by scratching his head that is not itchy.


"If a little won't leave a trace, will it." He answered with a face that began to turn fierce.


"Sorry, I invited my friends to attend the event. This husband of yours feels bad, so drink a little to honor." Adi tried to explain the reason for coming home late to not pick up his wife.


"So that's why Om's husband didn't pick you up, you bitch." He threw away his face because he was very upset, at least gave him some news instead of ignoring him and so he went home alone.


"Sorry." Adi's pitiful voice made him even more upset.


"Ok, I'm sorry. But there is one condition" he cried.


"What!" Adi answered.


"Sleep outside, and don't come in if I don't give you permission." After saying that he left Adi who was silent, because so unreliable, the words of the wife.


Waduh can not hug dong, while stealing a kiss when sleeping outside. Inner Adi with a sour face, like a person who after eating young mango.


"Remember not to sleep in the room until I tell you to" he said. Then he left Adi to go to the room.


"This is the fate if it is already apes. Having a bini doesn't seem to have a chant, sleeping outside is nice." Mumbled Adi with his frustrated face.


While in the room he laughed because of the success of making Adi sleep outside.


Anybody who asked to use a drinking event got the law, he giggled amusedly imagining.