P2 (POLYANDRY & POLYGAMY)
LIKE A NEW BRIDE

‘All right, they must have seen me and Mas Dirga, but they're where!’ in his heart Zepha thought with his eyes spinning in search.

Dirga saw Zefa's changed face, she thought that there seemed to be something bad about her chatter. The man turned out to be very sensitive, he asked with sign language but Zefa was not wanting to be disturbed.

The woman was brainwinding how she could be free from the question of the in-laws but Dirga was curious and finally Zefa said it through a piece of paper. He read it and laughed and thought of finding a way.

Because it is already his expertise, in just a matter of less than five minutes Dirga has a reason to cover their togetherness. “Nih, read,” Dirga's word to thrust a small paper.

“What!” Excite Zefa surprised, “no, you are crazy!” the idea was after reading the contents of the paper given by Dirga in the meantime Rita who was still on the end of the phone continued to call Zefa's name because she did not respond to her questions.

“Iya Mah, I'm still here,” said Zefa with a headband after she read the paper from Dirga. The man said that if Zefa should just say honestly if he was with Dirga.

“What did Mamah say, you are the same as someone right?”

“I .. yes Mah, not the same as someone but there are some, girls and guys, it is usual that Mah again at the get-together here,” reply.

“Many, you guys are doing what in a crowded room!” Rita's touch made Zefa pat her eel while saying inwardly, ‘aduh!’

“Iya Mah, no... we do nothing.”

Zefa eventually went back to lying by saying that her friend was just a small boarding house containing one room. One room is used for sleeping and the other with a small bathroom is also there.

Dirga deliberately played one of his friends who shouted that Zefa was too long a phone call and he asked to decide the phone call. The suddenness of the speech made Rita inflamed.

Rita said that her friend was brash, had no manners and so on. From that moment on, Zefa felt that it was the right time for her to end the conversation.

“Iya sorry Mah, I hung up the phone first yah Mah, bye,” reply Zefa then immediately hung up the phone while Rita who was on the other end of the phone there to poke, ngoceh was not clearly berating Zefa.

Lala who saw that asked what was up, after being told by her mother Lala the same became upset and angry and berated Zefa while Dirga laughed amusedly at Zefa who sighed in relief and had a tense face while hanging up the phone quickly.

One punch was given to Dirga Zefa because the man had made his tension into something funny and laughable for him. Unbeknownst to Zefa it turns out suddenly Dirga says it has arrived the destination.

Instantly Zefa turned and clingak-clinguk saw the situation around. “We are here Mas?” zefa said a little confusedly mixed in fear.

Dirga gave a faint laugh looking at the confused face as well as the fear of the woman who was in front of him at this moment. All of the motion from Zefa in Dirga's eyes right now looked extremely adorable. “Yes, why don't you want to?”

Zefa turned her head with a slightly made-forward lip, “Mau, but what do we want here, what do you want karaoke?”

Zefa's question made Dirga laugh amusedly, her dirty brain instantly popped when Zefa said “mau karaoke.” The man could not stop his laughter, he opened the door and ignored Zefa who was waiting for a reply from him.

They walked together to the room that had been booked, Zefa did not ask much. Without awkwardly embracing Dirga's slender waist, Zefa remembered Dirga's words before they left if the man would tell her why today Dirga did not feel afraid at all if they went together.

Dirga would say it if they were already inside, the man replied casually as he unlocked the room door. “Please enter beautiful,” said Dirga with a gaze full of seduction and a body made slightly lowered.

“Still Mas,” reply Zefa soft and the road made a little contort her beautiful body.

A smile was seen on Dirga's face, he closed the door and then entered following Zefa who was currently sitting on the side of the big size and soft bed. Zefa smiled sweetly looking and welcomed the approaching arrival of Dirga.

“You drink what Ze?”

“Anything Mas, we're here to say Mas?”

“Why ask that anyway,” complained Dirga with a face made to frown and then sit next to Zefa.

Zefa who saw Dirga's reaction immediately felt guilty then she apologized. The quiet atmosphere was beloved for a few minutes but Dirga immediately melted the atmosphere. They look awkward because it is only this time they sit together in one room that really feels they both belong.

Dirga invited Zefa to talk lightly, Dirga occasionally pulled out her claws and always managed to make Zefa laugh. The woman indeed felt that Dirga could always make herself laugh unlike the rigid Primus and rarely praised and joked.

In the conversation, Zepha compared her husband several times to the man she was currently in front of. The woman did not blink looking at Dirga who continued to make her smile, compliments spoken in her heart once in a while.

“Mas, has Milea contacted you again?” zefa asked a little worriedly.

“Emm, not ... why?” reply, “you don't need to worry, they will return tonight so this time until later tonight I want you to think of nothing else but me Ze,” pinta Dirga.

Smooth breaths sounded, “Mas .. I know that what we are doing is wrong but honestly I am starting to not be able to lie to myself,” he said.

“What's the problem?” dirga asked back when he already knew the meaning of Zepha's words but Dirga wanted to hear directly from Zepha himself.

“Yah it .. if I start comfortable close to you Mas.”

The words that came out of Zepha's lips made Dirga's heart blossom. Without hesitation he vented his delight by hugging Zefa who was beside him as if the woman was his life partner.

The hug was reciprocated Zepha, he replied by clutching tightly Dirga's body but with warmth that could be directly felt by Dirga. For a while they were swept away in the warm embrace they created.

“Ze,” reprimand Dirga. “Emm,” sahut Short Zefa. “Why at the moment I feel that we are like newlyweds well,” back Dirga said that made Zefa let go of her arms.