That boy is my wife!
Mode?

That night I really couldn't sleep. Although it has been tilted back and forth to the right-left to find a comfortable position. But still, these two netraku reluctantly closed.

Huft, I took my breath for a moment while changing my position that had previously been sleeping to sit on the side of the mattress. Ah, damn I'm still thinking about that.

That flash of hot memory has not disappeared from my mind and continues to haunt me.  I even felt like a boyfriend who failed to get rations from a husband.

Very upset, seriously.

I chuckled the top of my own head to vent the frustration. Instead of going back to sleep, I finally decided to take the water to feel calmer. After that, I intend to find a fresh wind outside.

The atmosphere of the night was so quiet and the moon this time covered with clouds. Accompanying my loneliness. The difference is, at this time I do not need coffee and cigarettes like the other day.

"Fer, how come you haven't slept?" asked Papi, who had not since when had appeared behind my body.

Although he has not existed for half a century, but Papi likes to wear a sarong that is carried to the shoulders, like the fathers who want to go ngeronda. Only, less clapping is the same flashlight in the hand.

"Yes, it's like Ferdi's going to be tough."

Papi's face, which had been mediocre, immediately changed. His eyebrows frowned next to him, and he suddenly stood close to my body which was alone on the balcony trellis.

"Because of Jiya, yeah? Make trouble moreover, he?" the spontaneous chirps kept me tense.

Time yes, I want to say that I want to know because of Jiya's expression earlier. Shame very honest, most Papi will be surprised and ngetawain I suck. Because I haven't done the first night until this moment.

"Ah, real office business, Pap!" elesku hurry.

I saw Papi looking at me more and more with suspicion. It was visible from the look of his eyes that were getting longer and more narrowed sharply.

"Ah, who really are you, then why can your lips so jedor? The feeling in Papi's house is no wasp's nest."

Huh?!!!

Any timing? Our feelings are not as hot as those blue films.

"You're not upset about anything, are you, Fer?" ask her with her eyebrows going up and down.

Unknowingly, I nodded. I thought, Papi's a bitch. It turned out that eleven twelve were with Daddy. Time of ijab qobul frequency.

"Something in your eyes ... Tell me who I am, is it, Pap?" my answer then pitched. Which makes Papi immediately glare so shocked.

"That's ... That's not a Korean drama ost, huh?" ask Papi, girang.

I was just nodding my head fast. Anyway, I know the song because Momi used to often stream dramas and every day must have muter tuh song from morning to evening. Unintentionally, I memorized it. Although the initial part doang wkwkwk ...

"I'm so excited, there's a theme to watch Drakor."

Uh! I was really surprised, this is a big guy in the class of Papi. Well, may not the one who poisoned Jiya so hard-line KPopers, papa herself?

"But you like to watch dramas?"

I saw Papi nodding excitedly. "Yes, but quietly behind Mamah. You see, Papi pep looks cool in front of him even though he originally had a heart as beautiful as Hello Kitty hihihi."

Really, a very big secret.

"If you want to follow along too, we can catch up sometime, Fer."

Me, watch a Korean drama? What does the world say? Sorry, Pi. I guess I can't. Surely that's just my heart.

It's not good, reject the invitation of parents. Moreover, this is my own in-laws, if it's not okay I've been given red flag first so a ghost. Can be crossed my name from KK later.

Because the night is getting late, and the wind that blows also feels bone-piercing. Papi and I finally decided to go back into the house.

However, there are not yet a few steps to walk. Suddenly the electricity went out.

Papi, who knew that, had a nag. He said a few days ago he paid the electricity bill. Power outages can also be caused by several factors. Like a short circuit or bad weather and cause the tree to fall and then hit the power pole.

So when he rambled, I just kept quiet. Listening to his grievances. It was only after Papi finished that I hurriedly approached Jiya.

As I recall, the demon boy was in his favorite room, before I left earlier. Actually, I can't be acting like that. Because it's irresponsible and not the attitude of a gentleman.

It's just that I'm afraid of obscenity. Moreover, I have also promised myself to keep the boy until it succeeds and pursue his ideals as high as the sky.

However, when my feet reached the front door was painted cream. I didn't find Jiya there. Instead of looking at the demon boy, I was surprised instead of playing around when I saw a long white-clothed figure suddenly appear in the doorway.

"Astaghfirullah, pocong!" shouts surprised.

The pocong I yelled at, instead walked over and yelled as well.

"Where's the pocong? Where's?"

His voice is similar to Jiya's. Finally, I forced myself to approach the white-clothed figure and pulled out his head covering.

"Jiya, why do you wear ginian? Don't tell me you purposely wanted to make my heart go out, huh?" accuse me of being upset with him.

I saw Jiya's face that was panicking, now turned irritated. "But, very little work. Jiya abis solat tahajud."

"Tumbent."

Jiya's eyes glared. "Gini-gini Jiya also often solat midnight know. Om Ferdi, who was even cool until dawn. Snoring as ngigau anyway, like a pig."

Filters, where are filters! I need to hurry up to filter the words that come out of the mouth of this rese boy. It's good, my good and beautiful time is like a pig.

"Your mouth can't say good things about me, huh? Look out, later your reward moves to me because often do not own husband."

"Eh, what's wrong, Dad?" jiya quickly asked with a face that came back in panic.

I who was holding the flashlight from the camera flash held back a silent laugh. The funniest thing, if make Jiya scared so.

"If you don't believe it, ask sono to Google!"

"Yes, yeah. Jiya apologizes." Jiya said while tugging at the end of my shirt suddenly.

"Don't pull it off as soon as it's molested."

"Just answer me!" reply the rese boy back.

Smiling faintly, I immediately approached her face. Then whispered softly in Jiya's ear. "Kiss first, I'll be sorry."

"Grain, really lo mode, Om!" he screamed while punching my stomach.

I who fell down and grimaced with enduring the pain, quietly smiled a thinly-lipped smile. When he saw the figure of Jiya who had failed first to escape, with a red face extinguished.

"Could be a nolak, even though the code to be pursued. Hadeh, Jiya-Jiya."