My Wrong?
51.

Ali was very grateful because on his first day of opening the shop, the arrival of customers for Ali was not a few in number, maybe this was the blessing of the husband's prayer, also because of the strategic location near the campus.

"Obviously sir?" ali asked Mr. Yanto who went back and forth in and out of the kitchen to deliver orders and bring used cup garbage.

"Dad nih neng," replied Mr. Yanto giggling.

"Sir, I ramyeon her one well, same as her level 6 claw level 3, her strawberry cake dessert 2" said one of the students who just came with two friends.

"Ready man, what do you want to drink?" ask Mr. Yanto.

"There's no juice sir?"

"There is no neng, there is only one drink bottle of ajah" said Mr. Yanto friendly

"Lemon tea ajah 3" he said with a widened smile

Today Ali was really busy until a little overwhelmed, university students came to be willing to queue, even though this was the first day Ali opened a stall maybe because they were curious about the new stall, he said, usually teenagers are like that, eating in a new place just out of curiosity.

A full day Ali struggled in the stall until he forgot lunch, he only took time to pray the rest he returned to struggling in the kitchen because customers were coming, until 5 pm Ali's merchandise has begun to run out, Ali took the initiative to close the stall early which he planned to close the stall at night but stopped because the stock of materials had run out.

"Sir Yanto, tomorrow morning of this shopping well, this money" said Ali gave a piece of paper and money in the envelope.

"Alhamdulillah well Neng, on the first day already a sweet sell,"

"Father sir, maybe because of the help of the father's son who also took part in the promotion" well, indeed the son of Mr. Yanto initially invited some friends to hang out at Ali's shop before entering class, itung-itung warms the body with a warm warm warm one.

While Helmi had just flipped through the file without intending to read it her mind was on the wife, this is what she feared, she would lose back someone who always filled her time.

"David, didn't my wife call you or come here?" helmi asked as David came to say that it was time to go home.

"No sir, Miss just left you that lunch" replied David puzzled by his Master's strange question.

"Mrs isn't a fucking Miss! she was no longer a girl" heed Helmi got up from her chair and sauntered away from there.

Along the way Helmi's mind drifted how to get used to the life that his wife wanted, he should not be selfish if that was what his wife wanted.

"Ohhhh!" as if Helmi was clutching her steering wheel.

His mind raged until without feeling now his car has entered the building area where he lives.

Cclek

"Mas, are you home?" said Ali took Helmi's right hand to kiss her hand with reverence, then after her he took over the bag that was in the tent by the husband.

"Capek yah mas?" tanya Ali was writhing spoiled on her husband's arm.

"No dear," found his wife who was spoiled able to relieve his emotions until sweet potato. "Where's the stall? rame no?" tanya Helmi pulled the body of the wife to sit on the side of her bedroom bed.

"Rame very loh mas, even though the first opening" said Ali enthusiastically told his daily life.

"Alhamdulillah well, how can it be rame that the hell?" helmi asked to pull the wife's shoulder to face her.

"That all did not escape the help of his son Mr. Yanto, he who promoted in my stall to his friends" said Ali eagerly.

"Oh yeah, what age is Mr. Yanto's son?"

"2 years older than me like, because he had time to cancle his college a few semesters, so he missed" said Ali.

"Sorry, I didn't go to the office, you never told me to go to the office either, so I don't think it's a problem if I don't go to the office" sounded insensitive, but believe me Ali was a human who would not be sensitive if only by action without demand.

"Our dear papa, I understand you must be busy" said Helmi who actually slightly held the annoyance in her heart.

"Mas, will we go yuk tonight?" invite Ali to feel guilty because this afternoon she did not come to her husband's office, but her husband's fault also did not ask her to always come to his office.

"Where's the road, baby hm?" ask Helmi trying to look good.

"Where to go, but riding a motorcycle" whined Ali spoiled.

"Is there a pay?" tanay Helmi teases her with her eyebrows going up.

"I give you 3 rounds" whispered Ali winked her eyes flirtatious. "But not for long" he said again with pursed lips.

"How long, at least until 2 hours" said Helmi with a hand that had entered into the negligee shirt the wife rubbed the thigh of the wife to be a little aroused.

"Mas,," whining Ali pinched the arm of the husband who was nervous can not be silent, "Later malem not da ration deh" said Ali rose from his seat but apparently the husband did not stay still he also rose and hugged the body of the wife from behind.

"Stay like this for a moment I beg" said Helmi clutched the body of the wife from behind, sometimes he even peeked at the head of the wife sipping the smell of her strong shampoo to be able to calm her.