My wife Bad Girl
Thirty Four

"Because it's midnight maybe and the weather seems less friendly. That's why we'd better sleep" said Roma, asking Micah to cancel his plan.

"What about the night king's good name? Anyway I have to go out" said Micah who was still adamant about his wishes.

"As far as you are. Just go through that window!" ketus Rome.

"Didih, you're crazy huh. Tell me to die dong klo through the window!" anxious Micah who felt eager to hit the head of Rome with his raw bogem.

"Yes, you can't understand. What our parents feel is equivalent to the price of twenty million. Do you not imagine how sad their hearts are because they know that we are not really happy" Roma said.

Hearing the words of Rome, Micah finally sat his butt on the edge of the bed. "You're right. Although I don't care about Rudi's feelings. But I cared about Umma and Aby's feelings" Micah said, making Rome sit down before him.

"Thank you, because you still want to think about my parents' feelings. However, as much as you hate about Rudi. You still have to call him dad. Do not because only hatred that you do not know the truth then it causes you to demean the figure. After all, you would not have been born in this world by being the Micah who you are today without a struggle tinged with the blood and sweat of one's father," roma said with a soft-spoken tone as usual.

" I will never be a child of disobedience just because of an immoral man like Rudi!" micah's cry was full of anger which was evident from the look on her face.

"Sorry Micah. Not that I meant to defend Rudi. But, according to the story of Aby during the time of buyingin know your father and also during my vision all this time, it seems that Rudi om is not as bad as what is in your mind. I do not know what your real problems are and I also do not know how slowly om Rudi with you. But as I remember you were not like this. You used to be!! Micah is sweet and obedient. You even memorized juz amma when you were five years old" Roma said, staring into Micah's bead.

"Do you remember I was five?" mikha asked with a probing glance.

"Yes, I finally remember. If that fat little boy is you, "Romans answer, hiding his laughter with a bowed mouth.

"I'm not fat just chubby!" elak Micah.

"Yes, the photo you're already adorable from a small until now," said Roma honestly from his heart.

No doubt, a pink tinge was immediately printed clearly on the natural beautiful face of this masculine girl.

"Honestly, now you must be a lot like me, right?" guess Micah.

"Yes bebel, aka seneng right," the inner Rome while smiling knot. He had to admit that his heart was also smitten with Micah. An unusual figure who has accompanied and colored her monotonous days more than the past week.

"She's why these smiles are so, dih," Micah's mind was astonished.

"Mikha, advice from me you better investigate first how your real father is. Because in Islam there is a rule when we hear or get news from others, whoever it is. We must ensure the truth of the story by finding out the truth from the second party or if possible directly from the source" said Roma again.

"What yes? All this time I was too confident in whatever was said by Grandpa Sum," said Micah who now began to open up to the figure of the man in front of him.

"Can be. Try to remember again the words of your grandmother with the experience you have with om Rudi. Does it make sense that he's that bad? Meanwhile, om Rudi is still fully responsible for all your needs. Before we were married. Because, Aby deliberately cut off the provision of pocket money and tuition for you because all of that is my responsibility," explained Roma.

"Oh yeah, I actually want to ask you about this."

"Em, what I've heard isn't the husband's obligation to only give his wife a living? I mean that shopping money?" ask Micah.

Roma smiled sweetly before this man answered his wife's question. Rome was very happy because Micah gradually appreciated his presence because he dared to ask a lot now.

"So sweet Micah's gini" said Roma, beginning his reply.

"Don't answer me!" ketus Micah with pursed lips forward.

"Jeez, it's so gaunt. He used all the more, "the inner Rome.

"I'm not a gombal. That's serious, you're so sweet. That's why I'm reducing sugar now" said Roma who increasingly dare to tease his wife.

"What connection?"

"I'm afraid of excess calories. You see, what I see every day is very sweet, which I consume is also mostly sweet like coffee rice, bread and others," the light of Rome which he spoke made Micah unintentionally let out his smile.

"No, it's getting sweeter" praise Roma sincerely and honestly.

Puk!

"Diem don't fuck me!" micah protests with both perfectly rounded beads.

"Why did you? Can not sin, already this wife herself," replied Rome as she chuckled while patting the pillow on her lap.

"I even laughed. Micah no longer stand up comedy huh!" press the girl again who was actually desperately holding back the laughter as well.

For some reason tonight Micah wants to let go of everything in his chest. Because of the failure of the race then Micah felt he had to spill all his uneg-unegnya to Rome.

"So I have to cry like that, haem?" the bold Roman seductress looked at Micah's face intensely.

"Seriously dong, Micah's question has not been answered," he said, which immediately made Rome uphold her body.

"Mikha, you listen carefully. The responsibility of a man or husband to his wife is not just a living. But to the whole of the needs of the wife. Because at the time of ijab qobul the man has taken over the role of the father to his shoulder. That's why I said that marriage can't be considered a game or something that is not serious. Because a husband's responsibility to his wife is so great that it is even to the world and the hereafter" Rome explained again until Micah did not blink at the time of his explanation.

"Why the world and the Hereafter? Is not the Hereafter the business of every man to his Lord?" micah's lick again began to be critical.

Come ... curious what does Roma want to answer???

...Seriate...