That boy is my wife!
Angkringan Warung

After waiting for Jiya to change her pants for about five minutes. We both finally agreed to dinner at Angkringan.

Besides, the same angkringan stall my home is not far away. At most, it was only a few meters away. So, if you go on foot not too far away.

Of course, with the agreement that Jiya asked for before leaving. Namely, carried. Hadeh, my wife is whatever she wants.

At first, it was ordinary. But, the longer the road and the more people see. I'm starting to feel bad. Moreover, fitting glared sharply so, it feels like I have become a high-class criminal.

"Entar until the front turn, you go down well," I whispered slowly.

Jiya is just a mangosteen. Seems to be busy with his own world. Really, this kid.

"Om, Jiya will eat a lot, okay!" jiya said shortly after she got off.

"Well, as long as you don't make a teak bag."

"But!" reply Jiya while grieving. That's it, he glanced sharply at me.

"Having a rich husband is not worth taking. Loss, dong!" he continued with lips cut out, making gemes.

"As far as it is, there are no more than a hundred thousand."

Jiya glared again, "Pelite!"

My reaction was just lifting my shoulders. Keep going again, moving forward. Eum, wait until but ...

"Yes!" shouted someone who instantly made my head and Jiya look compactly back.

I saw, at the end of the highway there were two girls who were smiling widely while waving at us.

The two of them were still wearing full school uniforms and seemed to be very familiar with the figure of the boy beside me.

Then, Jiya?

Instead of waving back, he was busy covering his own face and reacted in panic instead of playing.

"Campus!" it's a slur that I can still hear.

"Om, how is it! I don't want to get caught if I'm married."

No sins, right? Jiya looks real, make my humor fall instantly.

"Yes, just be honest. What's the trouble, anyway?" reply lightly.

Jiya shook her head quickly. "Kan Jiya does not want to be caught, Om kok even nyaranin to tell!"

"Let's not lie."

"Huh, this is really close!" jiya said more and more Karuan.

Right, not long after that. The two uniformed children are now in front of me with Jiya.

Both of them immediately swooped Jiya's body suddenly. Keep on, dragging her a little away from where I stand.

I don't know what they're talking about. One of the topics is definitely me. I can guess from the look of shy face I saw from his two friends Jiya.

"What are you talking about, that whisper?" I asked a curious pretender, while Jiya and her two friends were walking closer. 

"Cryption! It's all about girls, so RHS!" jiya's reply sucks as always.

"Pwp .... Um, his name is Om Ferdi, huh?" said one of Jiya's friends, who looked at me with a shy look.

"Yes, why Dek?"

Instead of answering, Jiya's friend was getting his head down.

"No papa. Oh yes, know my name Sekar."

Uh! How come, suddenly, contact?

I see, Sekar ngulurin his right hand for acquaintance. Which was immediately quickly responded with Jiya for salaman.

I who had pegged because I saw the behavior of the three boys can only scratch the nape of the head at last.

"By the way, have you eaten? If you haven't eaten with Jiya just like me."

"Can!" both shouted enthusiastically.

We ate at an angkringan stall. Error, Jiya herself actually. Instead of choosing to take food a little like her two friends, Jiya really does not jaim at all.

Probably, almost all the rice fields in that place are comot Jiya to the plate. Not to mention, mendoan and three packs of cat rice that have been exhausted since. Jiya was still trying to put other food in her mouth. Greedier.

"Slow down, it'll sprain." I said that doesn't seem like Jiya Gubris.

The proof, my little wife was still devouring all the available food shamelessly.

"Gurghhh!" Jiya's belching sound after swallowing everything.

"Be polite, you're a girl." Again, I returned to the roar.

"This rice is really delicious, so Jiya khilaf hehe..."

Perhaps, the boy could still laugh after eating everything. Don't tell me the veins have broken off?

"Om Ferdi, if I may know that Om is still Jiya's distant brother or who, huh? You see, all this time Jiya never tell us, if she has Om who lives far away."

Tubs stung by electric current. My hands that were holding spoons and forks instantly hung in the air.

"Eum, do you think?" askaku.

Fortunately, I can answer calmly. Just try if you hurry up earlier, it might look suspicious.

"Why do you two suddenly share my privacy?" jiya asked her two friends.

"Say, Sekar has a crush on Om lo, so he wants a mastiin!"

"Nadine!!" pekik Sekar shyly, while glancing at me at a glance.

"Oh so, why not just say it. I must have given you his WA number. "

My eyes bulged involuntarily, shocked by Jiya's reaction which was beyond my expectations before. Shouldn't be, he was jealous instead of even more aggravating the feelings of people, hadeh.

"Se-seriously, Ji?" ask Sekar.

This time the boy was blatantly looking at me who was chewing on fried food. I don't know since when, the look of his timid face was gone.

Haish, are the children of today this brave? The feeling of my time was still jaim-jaim.

I saw Jiya's head nodding steadily. "Yoye, dong! But inget, you gotta give me a cheat for PR chemistry until graduation, period."

"Uhukkk!" my cough.

When I heard Jiya's words just now. Very nice of him, barterin my WhatsApp number make his chemical duty. That is, until I graduate again.

Honestly, I would love to say rude. But, how else. Having a wife like Jiya, completely drained my patient stock for a long time.

Finally, I decided to immediately leave the angkringan stall. It can be stressful if it stays there.

Jiya, who saw me leaving, started tailing like a chicken. I heard he had said goodbye to his friends before a small run approached me who had walked a few steps ahead.

"Om, he said he wanted to buy Jiya boba. Why go home first?" tanyanya while tugging at the end of my shirt from the back.

I just kept quiet, lazy to respond. Keep walking straight without breaking his words earlier.

"Of, Ferdi!" his yell.

"You promised me buyin boba!" continued again.

Successfully made my steps stop. Lazily, I turned my body to face Jiya who was crouching like a lost child in the middle of the alleyway.

"No, you're kidding me!" reply cuek. Jiya gawked on the spot.