Om Pamungkas
dear

Ratih walked after her husband, passing through the garden beside his house.

" It's back there," said Pamungkas,

" at home alone? is it night?" Train just keep sticking.

" Lho? night night sir?" Pak Agus hurriedly got up to see Pamungkas, incidentally the door of Pak Agus' house was open.

" Monggo Monggo.. Come in, mom is coming too?" agus invited the two in.

Ratih just kept waiting for her husband to chat with Mr. Agus.

Ngalor did not know what the men were talking about, until an hour passed, finally pampungkas semit.

Seeing the dark road to his house, of course, Ratih continued to stick.

Less bright street lights make the trees lush around more creepy for Ratih.

" this is your road concept how? how to buy ndusell ae..?" The leader who was pushed long ago was upset too.

" Come fast on the way? dark..?!" kuh Ratih held tightly to the Last Arm.

" Why come along if you're afraid of the dark?"

" at home, I was afraid.."

" the wife of the army is a coward.." muttered Pamungkas mockingly.

" The army is sampean, not me." said Ratih.

" Yes still.. every time I picket want to sleep in the old house continues?"

" who told you to buy a secluded house?"

" uh. here the air is healthy. pollution-free.."

" yes yes. pollution-free, but the cerem.."

" who would have thought I had a cowardly wife.."

" joking on?!" ratih protest.

The two arrive home, Ratih changes his clothes and prepares to go to sleep.

His face was still flat, he slept in his shorts as usual.

" Have not finished talking?" Ratih hugged her husband's waist like a child hugging a large teddy bear.

" It's time to go to sleep" replied the short one.

" Yes already..I'm sorry, baby..?" ratih said, making the ultimate look directly at him,

" what?" ask the manager,

" sorry, dear.." Rehearse repeating.

" What's wrong?" Still not satisfied, though,

" it seems like because I keep calling om.." .

Hearing that, she smiled a little.

" Eventually try, but if you forget to be reminded," Ratih tightly hugged Pamungkas.

The big bear turned around, and hugged his wife back.

" From yesterday this is fine." said Pamungkas while lifting a sleeping dress Ratih.

Arga walked into his house.

The house he had not seen for thirty days.

Tias greeted him with her already big looking belly.

" dude? eat first, huh?" Tias was well-intentioned, but Arga threw away his face and just kept walking to the room.

" I want to sleep alone, you sleep in another room." said Arga coldly.

" I'm your wife?" Tias followed Arga's steps.

" then why?" Arga's still cold.

" how can Arga talk like that, even when I'm pregnant with your child?"

Arga looks upset.

" Don't say much, I'm in a mutation to Papua, an area prone to conflict.

Thisikan you want? so that I can't meet with Ratih anymore?"

" I really don't want to see Ratih again, but your punishment is not me who can determine, is not the mas himself who raged like a madman at Ratih's wedding?

never mind, he's married to her, um,

do you want anything else?

took it?

before seizing maybe your hand was broken first by her husband??"

" shut your mouth! I just lost the rank!"

" no, you lose everything,"

" Are you quiet or slapped?!" Arga is getting angry.

" remove! and don't try to follow me wherever I go,

just be aware that you're acting like a parasite!".

Tias retreats, he exits before being hit.

Really disappointed he will attitude Arga that is not good, good,

like a wife who is pregnant, she wants to be loved, pampered, and given good sentences.

But the reality is very reversed..

" Patient, son, pray for your mother." said tias softly while stroking her stomach.