My Wrong?
48.Opportunity in narrowness

After delivering Mrs Arini to the car park, Ali intends to continue his intention that had been delayed, he went back into the cafe to order the dessert he wanted. He continued to walk casually without feeling uncomfortable or disturbed by the eyes of everyone who could be targeted at him.

"Mbak pesen 3 box dessert well, which matcha three thirds in the wrap ajah mbak," Ali told one of the servants who were there.

"Oh Iyah mbak in wait for a moment, please make payment first at the cashier" replied the waiter who was immediately embraced by Ali.

"Mas, I want to pay for dessert matcha 3" said Ali.

"Well, the total is 285 thousand rupiah, what cash do you want debit?" ask cashier.

"Debit ajah mas," said Ali gave an ATM card given by her husband, but when Karsi would take the card from Ali's hand someone stopped him.

"Wear me too, all the same table no 8" said the man who knows who because this is the first time Ali saw the man next to him.

"No need, I have my own money" Ali refused with a friendly smile.

"All right now, no papa really" said Verrel who insisted on paying pesenan Ali.

"I still have gold, if you have more money, better at the same love of homeless people in front of the mas ajah mas, they do not necessarily have money, they do not have money, while I still have money even though not much" said Ali tried to explain his point.

Verrel, who heard Ali's thoughtful speech, could not hide his admiration for the woman who refused to be paid by him.

"It's okay" said Verrel with a widened smile.

"Whose name are you?" verrel asked increasingly vigorously looking for a way for the woman in front of him to look at him, because from earlier the woman only gave him a glimpse, the rest he just looked down at his feet below.

"Why is it?" ask Ali.

"Gapa, just want an acquaintance, the same woman who dared to shout at the wife of officials and businessmen" verrel said leaning his body on the cashier's desk so he could freely look at the woman who was still selling expensive to him.

"What do they have that office's wife?" ali was surprised.

"Well, there are several wives of officials and the rest are wives of businessmen" Verrel said.

"Oh," Ali was just a beard and oh ria heard the man beside her, "His powerful husband is not them" ali said that immediately made Verrel gawk in disbelief with the answer of the woman beside him.

"Aren't you afraid?" ask Verrel.

"Ngapain is afraid of mas, they are the same as eating food instead of eating human meat" said Ali relaxed and took a card that had been completed payment of his order.

"Dad, too, so who's your name?" verrel asked who was actually upset with the response of the woman who instead switched the conversation.

"Aliyanza Mas" said Ali.

"I'm Verrel, "" said Verrel, holding out his hand with a heart of flowers, but Ali clenched his hands together in the chest, holding back a thousand shames, Verrel retracted his hand.

"Sorry, I forgot Luh ukhti" said Verrel giggling, "Can I have a phone number?" pinta Verrel again.

"Not all the same with ATM?" goda Ali's.

"I don't have a phone number" Ali said as he received his order which turned out to be finished, "Thank you" Ali told the waiter who delivered his order.

"I go first well mas," said Ali breezed away from there leaving Verrel who only gawked with the actions of Ali who seemed indifferent.

"Bro self-conscious" said Leo patting Verrel's shoulder with a laugh, laughing at Verrel who was rejected subtly by the woman he was targeting, "I've told you, already, loh must have failed because of his type he is a pious man like me" continued Leo proudly.

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"Assalamu'alaikum husband," said Ali popped his head into the room of her husband's workplace.

Helmi who saw the arrival of the wife immediately rose up to the woman who was now starting to enter the recesses of her heart.

"Waalaikumsalam ustazah" replied Helmi grinning, pulling the body of the wife and then peeling both cheeks.

"I brought Dessert for you, mas" said Ali showed the inn.

"I really want to bring the dessert" said Helmi sat the wife on her lap sitting on the sofa.

"That's not willing but willing" said Ali throbbing while pinching the stomach of the husband.

"It hurts? is she still tired?" helmi asked showering his wife's face with a warm kiss.

"It hurts so bad, the barknya kegedean mas, can be in petiin not mas?" shoot Ali with pursed lips.

"Kalo in petiin later you can not shout yell favors dong who, 'Mas, puff dong I am not strong' "Goda Helmi practice the cry of the wife if it is already in bed.

"Mass,," whined Ali to hide her red face in the chest of her husband's field.

"What do you eat?" helmi asked, when the wife even rubbed her face on the chest of her field.

"Awas ah," said Ali rose from the lap of the husband, then devoured his innate dessert.

"You," said Helmi asking to be fed by his wife.

"There are still two boxes" said Ali pointed to the dessert box with his chin.

"Nyuapin husband merah loh?" helmi said sulking.

"Yes, isn't that disgusted by my mouth?" tanya Ali put a spoonful of dessert matcha into her husband's mouth.

"Ngapain disgusted, from your mouth immediately do I want to really" said Helmi who immediately took over dessert in Ali's mouth.

"Mas,,," Ali glared in disbelief in the actions of her husband who kissed her lips, not only did she kiss* her lips her husband ate a dessert directly from her lips.

"His son really desert it if directly from your mouth" said Helmi rubbed Ali's lips a little beleaguered by his actions. "Romantic romance is the same halal couple merah loh yang,"

"This is not a romantic romance, but you are looking for an opportunity" said Ali still upset with her husband who is always looking for opportunities in narrowness.