
And sure enough, Rahma's level of jealousy suddenly rose to the highest level, making her sitting distance at the end of the motorcycle seat with both hands that did not want to hold the waist circumference of the husband.
Even Irsyad's hand repeatedly grabbed Rahma's hand, carrying her forward but released again by Rahma.
"Astagfirullah al'azim." Head bobbles. "Sir, the handle will fall down." Tell Irsyad while the one behind is silent.
Irsyad again grabbed Rahma's hand but again released.
Irsyad chuckled. "Yes Kareem, jealous huh?"
"No." Ketus answer.
"Aren't you so tired?" Ledek Irsyad, while Rahma was silent. Both were silent for a moment.
"Don't see your former first love, still slim, different from the one next to you, who turned fat, your call pantes turned into a mother bear."
Irsyad. "Enak the fat deck. In the embrace of anget." The answer. Rahma also hit the husband's shoulder slowly for leaning his body backward. "Where is your hand deck, the wind makes the cold because of it."
"No way, mending Rahma hold her back."
"Yes Allah... Hey be careful deck. It's night, love the horror of no mystery stories?"
"I don't like mystery stories."
"Oh yeah, I told ya."
"Not to tell, don't want to be horrified either!" Still ketus.
"But this is about the wife and husband who are again bumbling, the wife continues to sit at the end of the back seat without wanting to hold onto her Husband." Said Irsyad, while Rahma was just silent, a little curious as well.
"Know no? It happens often, in such circumstances. There's a female genie who's taking advantage of the condition,"
"meaning?"
'hehehe began to be provoked nih.' inner Irsyad smiled jail. "Look, so if the wife again sulks she likes to be unconsciously moved suddenly by the astral creature," he said.
"Rahma doesn't understand."
Irsyad also turned off the engine quietly while the motor was still driving in a fairly dark and quiet area. "Wad... Dead deck machine? Don't you?" Pretend panic.
"Pbuh, how could I die in such a deserted place."
"You're crashing, anyway,"
"What does this have to do with snoring."
"Yes, so the female genie wants to change your position."
"Huh?" Still don't understand.
"Usually, if rich gini makes us unconscious, continue to walk that way and you are in residence. Because it feels like you've been piggybacking yourself, even though it's carried by a female ghost."
"Iiissshhhh really is the story." Holding Irsyad's arm, for sudden goosebumps.
"Don't hold it you must be an astral being." Irsyad brushed off Rahma's hand.
"I. It's Rahma mas."
"No... Your face changes, my wife is hijab-wearing, gorgeous-looking again, and you're wearing a white negligee." Irsyad backtracked.
"This is Rahma!" The mother of two children was getting more panicked especially the fear expression of Irsyad was really convincing.
"Don't whip you up." Start reciting the chair verse.
"Astagfirullah al'azim, where is my wife?" Walking half-running and climbing on his bike, while Rahma was getting scared.
"Mas Rahma don't stay."
"Diem yes, don't be whipped. You're not Rahma, my Rahma just now is the problem." Turn on the motor.
"I. It's a mas." Rahma was still holding the husband's arm, for fear of being completely in residence.
"It's so." Laughs. Rahma still doesn't understand.
"What the hell do you mean?"
"Mas was just kidding deck, hahaha."
"Handid? Huh!" Randomized waist.
"Yes dong, yuk ride."
"Can you joke, in a place like this?"
"You're angry what's going to go up this? I'm staying, yeah," Start pressing the gas.
"Yes!!" Upset but he also did not want to stay too long in this quiet place, and immediately hugged the husband.
"Handling doesn't mean you're the ghost."
"Isssshh can ya mas!" Cobbled.
"Can't dong kan mas Irsyad." Chuckles while Rahma hits her husband's shoulder slowly, then holds on to his waist.
"Whenever you slide, boss' mom?"
"Whatever!"
"Any girl means to want. Hehehe w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-wad." Continuing the speed of their motor, even though the one at the back is still grumbling bitterly.
In-house...
Both of their children are back. While Rahma just threw her face on Irsyad then walked quickly in, until unknowingly Rahma's legs humming the living room chair. "Aaaawww, astagfirullah al'azim." Whining because the toes feel pain.
"Awas, the hum," said Irsyad, closing his mouth with laughter.
"Take!!" The more severe Rahma then continued her steps.
"Umma." Call Rumi, while Rahma just kept walking past her two children.The twins turned to Abinya who was chuckling.
"Umma why, Bi?" Ask Noah.
"Regular. Bear master mode," Irsyad replied.
"Umma is not a parent bear ya—" exclaimed Rahma who was still hearing that.
Praaaaaang, I don't know a pot lid suddenly dropped making the three people who were still in the living room was aghast.
"Astagfirullah al'azim," laughed again, then walked after Rahma.
"Indeed, Abi ya. Must be abis ngerjain Umma again." Nuha muttered her head.
While Rumi was laughing, even though she did not know what was happening, but seeing Irsyad's laughter seemed like something funny had happened just now.