That Barbarian girl is my wife
Pamite

"Are you all ready? Sure there's nothing left?!"

Dimas who had been since an hour ago came back asking.

"Three times you've asked, Bro!" lamented Ditya heard the friend's question that's it.

"Nothing, fear is precisely the most important thing even left behind. It's funny!" sahut Dimas's.

"Sister, what file is this, huh? I saw it lying on the table eating."

Cyra came out of the kitchen with a plastic bag containing a map that had no idea what it was.

"Oh! Good thing you reminded me, Ci! This is a job application file that I have to submit to the HRD upon arrival at the branch office tomorrow."

Ditya took his file from his wife's hand.

"Well, well, kaann .. My fuss you shouldn't ignore. Good thing your wife saw it before you left. What happens if you leave without that important file?!" quip Dimas.

"Yes, yeah! Thanks, Bro, I've been reminded!" ditya finally said.

"Thank you too, honey, you've seen this before I leave!" he told Cyra who was sitting next to him.

"Yes!" answer Cyra.

"Cieee, who's starting to be affectionate. The romance is starting to wash, nih," ledek Dimas who sees the way Ditya treats Cyra with enough affection.

"What, Bro!"

Ditya punched Dimas' arm who was also sitting on Ditya's other side.

"I'm happy, if you're finally romantic like this. Uh, by the way, how far, what's your relationship?!"

Dimas was curious about his best friend's relationship.

"Kepooo!!" ditya.

"Ish, just can't know!"

"Oh, don't argue! Tuh, looks like the trevel has come."

Cyra tried to break up the debate between the two friends when he heard the sound of a car horn that stopped on the side of the road right in front of his house.

Dimas also looked out through the window.

"Oh, yes, Bro! That's the trevel coming!"

Dimas rushed out of the house to meet the trevel driver who was going to take them.

"Dim, please take my things to the car, yes! I'll go to the back first!" pinta Ditya when Dimas re-entered the house.

"OK! Do not forget to ask sangu kiss equally bini so that there is no careless innate. Hehe ...!" ledek Dimas while passing transporting goods Ditya kemobil.

Ditya did not respond to Dimas babbling, but followed Cyra who first entered the kitchen to store his used coffee glasses and Dimas.

"Ci!" call him by continuing to enter the room.

"Yes?!" answer Cyra.

The girl wondered why Ditya had entered the room again. Could there be something left behind?!

Cyra who was curious followed him into Ditya's room.

"What's up, brother? Is there anything left?!" ask Cyra as soon as she enters the room.

"Yes, ada!" reply Ditya brief.

"Ap .. hmmmpth!!"

Uncompleted Cyra asked, her lips had been silenced first by her husband's lips.

"This is what's left behind" said Ditya, wiping his wife's lips wet with saliva.

"Iihh, what the hell, anyway?!"

Cyra covered her face feeling embarrassed.

"Hey! Why cover your face? Shame??"

Cyra nodded.

" The same time the husband himself is ashamed, anyway."

She hugged Cyra's body while whispering:

"This is a new kiss, you know! Not the others."

A bogem landed on Ditya's stomach.

"Auk! Sick, Cici! Domestic violence is her name," complained Ditya while holding her stomach that was hit.

"Then I'm talking about it" Cyra's great-grandson.

"Hmmm!"

Ditya smiled knot.

"But, really, really, Ci! Sooner or later I will ask for my other rights. And for sure, I'll make you mend*s*h later."

"Sister!!"

Cyra glared wide.

"What, Honey?!"

"Let go there! Dimas and the others are waiting!"

"You're upset with me?!"

"Yes!"

"Good work!"

"Bodo!"

"Yes, shit! I'm leaving now! Don't miss me, yeah! You see, said people miss it hard," said Ditya ended the debate.

Cyra's lips pecked once more before coming out of the room.

"You be careful at home, yeah! If there's anything, let me know!"

Ditya took Cyra's hand to the terrace, while Dimas was waiting in the yard.

Dimas seemed to be chatting with the trevel driver who would take him to drive Ditya and the others.

"I'm leaving, yeah!" pamit Ditya once again.

"Yes, careful!" cyra lirih.

For some reason, it feels heavy to have a long separation with the husband.

"Yes!"

"Have the saying?!" dip Dimas from the page.

"Sir Dimas, I'll take Ditya, yes!"

Cyra walked side by side with Ditya towards the courtyard.

"Wokey, Shista! We're leaving now, yeah! Be careful at home!" sahut Dimas's.

"Yes!"

Cyra nodded.

"I'm leaving, yeah!" pamit Ditya for the last one before getting in the car.

"Yes! Don't forget the news!" pinta Cyra has left Ditya.

The girl waved her hand until the car that took her husband and best friend away disappeared down the street.

He entered the house and locked the doors and windows.

Starting tonight, he'll be living alone at home.

***

Sorry, just got up again! And that's just a little.

For almost a month, my family and I were alternately given sick favors. I didn't have time to make up.

Sorry if I let you all readers down. Hope you guys can understand this situation.

For those who have asked for this story to be finished, do not worry! This story is about to end, really! But, when is the time yet to know, hehe ...!😁😁. Pray when I'm done, you're satisfied.

Just the one I asked of you. Do not like to demand more if you do not know the problem of the real life. I did this story when I was alone. However, even so does not mean I lose responsibility. It's just that circumstances don't allow it to go up.

Again sorry! Thank you to those who have always been faithful in waiting for my story.!