That boy is my wife!
Watch Concert

After the incident last night that made me unable to sleep well. As a result, I still feel sluggish this morning.

I may have yawned many times, rubbing my watery eyes. Turning his head to the left and right, looking for Jiya who suddenly disappeared among thousands of people.

Not without reason, Jiya and I had left early in the morning, and mingled with thousands of other fans. It's just, this is because Kevin who suddenly sent whatsapp messages if the boyband concert that the rese boy likes, was held today. The day after I arrived in Korea.

And that's in Busan. So, I got Kevin's message at about three in the morning, booked a plane ticket to Busan a few hours later. For the sake of my beloved wife, and for the sake of watching this concert.

Anyway, as long as Jiya is happy. There must be me who always sacrifice, whether time or money for him.

Am I really my dream husband?

Sometimes praising yourself is necessary. In addition to love self, it can also increase self-confidence.

It's just that, standing up and waiting among the thousands of people waiting in line to get into one room, it's really new to me. All at once, enough energy drain.

Unlike me who was getting bored, I saw Jiya who had returned with a banner that read Hangul, I don't know what she wrote. Smiling brightly.

So bright, my eyes feel glare if staring at the radiance of Jiya's face long ago.

"Om Ferdi, how is it? Excited, no?" ask Jiya happily.

I just put on a bright smile in the form of a toothpaste advertisement. In my heart it is like this.

'No, I feel like I'm going home fast. Rebahan or just roll on the mattress, while scrolling video ticktok all day. Aish, it's really hot in here. I've been simulating a gathering in Padang Mahsyar, seriously.'

Surely that is only in my heart. Because in the real world, I prefer to give up on Jiya. Well, let's just say that once, I tried to follow the hobby of that little fellow.

In the midst of those thousands of people, I suddenly felt my shoulders being patted from behind, slowly. Which is ready, making my head reflect looking back.

"Excuse me, are you an idol?" ask a girl, who I believe is a native of Korea.

It was visible from both his narrowed eyes, and also his white skin. In addition, I also judge from the style of language that is not too fluent in English.

"Sorry, you have the wrong person. I'm just a male fan, "my reply that made the girl cover her own mouth with a palm. Bummer.

Jiya who saw that, hurriedly grabbed the arm of my left hand. For him to hug tight.

"Don't be weird, Jiya knows that Om Ferdi is handsome" he whispered slowly. With an annoyed tone that the rese boy could not hide.

I myself immediately nodded, in return Jiya's words just now.

More than half an hour waiting. Finally, until it was also turned by me and Jiya to enter the room. Precisely a ball stadium that has been rented for concerts in the next few days.

And because there is the power of insiders, Jiya and I managed to get a VIP place to watch the concert. We got a seat on the front, and closer to the stage. That automatic, makes me and Jiya can see the faces of the idol closer, when compared to fans who got a seat upstairs to watch.

Jiya who was impatient when she saw the opening video of the concert began. It started screaming like other fans, making me instantly cover my own two ears, as everyone's screams filled the entire room turned dark. With a floodlight pointing up the stage.

Choi Soobin~'s

Choi Yeonjun~

Choi Beomgyu~'s

Kang Taehyun~

Huanangkame~

Aghhh!

Crazy one! My cup feels like it's about to break. Already so, I who was far above them began to lose power because more power was sucked to stand this.

You Fer, om-om decrepit! Just stand for a long time, it is not as strong as before. Shame uh, same Jiya who incidentally is still a boy.

"Ji, when did it start, huh? How come they were screaming there was no sign the artist was going to come out?" cover your ears with both hands.

Anticipation, if you hear a more deafening scream, like that.

"Huh? What, Om? Om Ferdi's voice is not clear!" reply Jiya ha-ho-ha-ho looks like a swan.

I patted the frustrated teardrop. Feel free to talk to the rest boy at times like this.

Like, just in the right ear, out the left ear.

"Om Ferdi, what's the talk? Jiya really isn't horrified, suer!" said Jiya, with her fingers raised, forming a peace pose.

"No, it won't be heard either. Anyway, we're not just here." I retorted again, with a slightly firmer voice in order to be heard by Jiya.

"okay!"

Shortly after Jiya answered. Music suddenly sounded. Along with the appearance, five men began to dance on the stage so skillfully.

I myself, a real man, was hypnotized for a while, when I saw their dance that was so firm and full of spirit.

Sugar rush-ush, sugar rush-ush~

Sugar rush-ush, sugar rush-ush ah~

Gimme, gimme more~

Gimme, gimme more~

"Huwa, Om Ferdi! That's, uh, that's Yeonjun!" jiya shouted hysterically while pointing at one of the black-haired men who became the center of dance.

"Beauty, right? Kan!" jiya exclaimed, as if asking me to immediately answer yes.

Instead of answering, I just nodded slowly. To be denied, he is handsome. Pantes aja, my bin can be smitten. Okay, Yeonjun. I marked you, after Taehyung.

Aish, my many rivals also turned out to conquer Jiya's heart.

The concert lasted about 2 hours. Closed, with words from each member of TXT. Sort of, impressions and messages and thanks for watching their concert.

After that, the curtain on stage slowly began to come down which signified that today's concert had been completed.

I saw the curtain come down. Give thanks in the heart. I was happy when the concert was over. However, my expedition was immediately broken when I heard Jiya say.

"Huft, day-1 stretch. Tomorrow at day-2, Jiya must be the loudest yell, let's have a similar dinotice Yeonjun!" the monologue of that rese boy that I can still hear.

Unexpectedly, the concert that I thought was already running, turned out to be running on his first day. Then, I have to prepare for the earthquake, make the next two days, nemenin Jiya.

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