That boy is my wife!
Mine, Point!

The graduation day that Jiya was waiting for finally arrived as well. Early in the morning, the rese boy was already excited like a Kindergarten boy who wanted to go on a tour around the city.

Jiya even dragged me who had only slept for a few hours, to take a shower. Not to mention, after that he asked Momi to deliver to school at 06:00 exactly.

Hadeh, don't know him. If my life is still searching everywhere.

"Om Ferdi, hunt!"

Just wanted to complain, suddenly yelled first from downstairs. Cepetan is a pucketan, but do not bother others also dong. Inner irritated.

"For a long time, it was like ABG puberty." Jiya mocked me with her lips cut off.

Don't forget, too, with those sharp eyes. Feelings can penetrate into the bone if later Jiya stare sharply so.

"In a moment, why today Om Ferdi is so handsome like an Idol who wants to perform? Pake perfumed oil all over again, Om Ferdi did not intend to make a caper to Jiya's friends, right?" jiya asked suddenly full of investigation.

I just exhaled a heavy breath in return. "I've been handsome from birth."

Glaring sharply for a few seconds, I saw the rese boy instantly change his facial expression to pretend to vomit. "Her blade please conditioned, Om. Jiya enek nih, until she vomits."

"Vomiting if not strong, do I want to make you vomit every day?" godaku's.

The little boy fell silent for a moment. "meaning?"

Smiling faintly, I immediately brought my face closer towards Jiya's ears. Then whispered softly, "Make children, after all you have graduated so that later tonight we can't do it."

In that instant, jiya immediately pushed my face away with her right hand. Then shouted as loudly as possible to call Momi whose figure was somehow lost, before running as far as possible, avoiding me.

"Momi, Om Ferdi's a pervert!"

I who saw it could only hold the tip of my forehead in frustration. Surprised, with all the random behavior Jiya sometimes difficult to reason with the human brain.

After a good journey. Me, Jiya, Momi and Daddy finally arrived in front of the school.

We deliberately parked the car not far from the front gate, so we could get out and go home soon.

Just then, Jiya starts to open the car door and exits. I saw Nadin and Sekar who were already waiting for the rese boy in front of the gate, slowly walking closer towards this car.

The three of them seemed excited, as well as discussing something I didn't know. Ah, maybe besides different forces. My age is also very influential here. So do not connect with the discussion of the three boys.

Momi and Daddy themselves, have gone first to a place that has been provided by the school for all guardians of students. Then me?

I was still sitting pensively in the car, watching the rese boy who looked more radiant than the other children.

Especially when Jiya put on that smile. He was even brighter than the sunlight this afternoon. Not to mention, a pink kebaya dress that is so fitting in the body. Makes himself more attractive than other children.

My little wife, looks like a rose growing among the flowers of shoes.

"Om Ferdi!" call Jiya suddenly disperse this daydream.

I have not yet answered, the demon boy had already pulled my wrist forcibly, to get out of the car immediately.

I thought, Jiya will take me to the place where the guardians gather. In fact, he even took me to a hallway that ended up dead-end. Then ...

Jiya pushed my body forcibly until it hit the wall. One of the boy's hands, placed on the right side of my face, to lock.

Honestly, this made me think of one of the Korean dramas Momi watched. About, the love story of a pretty teenage tsundere.

It's just, because our body height is quite menggejomplang. Makes me no longer strong to hold a laugh, especially when I see Jiya's feet a little disgusting even though it has been put on high heels, while equalizing our faces.

"What do you want, all of a sudden, like this?" I ask while occasionally laughing.

I saw, Jiya immediately scowled bitterly then placed both hands on her waist.

"Om Ferdi!" angry shouting.

"Kok me, what trouble am I making again, hm? The feeling from earlier I was in the car," I explained.

The little girl looked at me less and less. "Yes Om Ferdi just diem, but still can make Sekar with Nadin meleyot."

Huh, loh? Meleyot, what language is that? I guess I'm lacking socialization, so don't know?

"What do you mean, how?"

"Well, why is it so insensitive to be parents. Jiya is jealous! Do you need Jiya to spell one by one?" ngegas.

I try not to laugh. Can add runyam later.

"What do you want? Let's not be jealous just as angry?"

I saw Jiya lowering her head for a moment, like she was thinking something. Then, in the next second. The demon boy looked up at his face with an odd smile.

"Kiss, can't you?" he said it made me think hard.

Actually, I'm fine-fine. It's just that, looking at the place and the situation. I feel less worthy. Moreover, it is still in school. And again, despite our legal status, as husband and wife. Still, doing so in public places includes less appropriate choices.

After all, life is not as sweet as Korean drama. So, do not assume all the things that happen in the film can be done for real just because of the momentary lust.

Slowly, I held onto the shoulder of the rese boy. Then rub it gently, until the top of his head is still neatly carried.

"Dengerin yah, my unyu-unyu waifu looks like a turtle. Kissing a husband is permissible, legal and no one is forbidden. But, you have to know the place first. Like a gini, you wear clothes and stick in the room. Time things like this want to be made a spectacle anyway, unethical know, dear." I said as I chewed Jiya's cheeks.

Instead of being annoyed by my behavior, Jiya laughed even more. Then put both hands on each side of my waist. Makes our bodies look like they're hugging when viewed from afar.

"Ho-hoke, ha-hayang!" he said, a little less clear because I was still busy.

We were probably two hours away from the graduation announcement. Luckily, after a long wait I got some good news. Especially, Jiya.

Restless boy who I thought would not be able to rank, even won the 1st parallel champion throughout the school. With such high and satisfactory test scores. Make Momi and Daddy immediately scream hysterically in the place they sit.

It was just what made me misfocus, when the little girl was told to give a little impression and message on the pulpit. Instead, talk about teachers or exams. Jiya instead called my name out loud as a closing speech.

"Om Ferdi's got Jiya. Point!"