The Married With Teacher
Ghea Virbirpada (Extra Chapter 2)

“Udah home?” ask someone when the sound of a knock from the pantofel shoes is approaching towards him. When he - a girl sitting relaxed in the middle room with a TV screen lit up in front.

“Udah. Have you slept?” adi asked him while opening the knot of the tie that is still coiled in the collar of the work shirt and then roll the sleeves up the elbow only.

“Udah. He's in the room. Kenyang may abis eat fried rice,” he replied while with a small pudgy.

“OK. I saw Ajeng first.” Then Adi stepped up. Walk every step of the stairs to the top floor.

“Good not to come, Mas?” tanyanya shouted for Adi to hear because the man who had reached the last step of the upper stairs.

“There is still a meeting he,” Adi replied and then disappeared behind the door of one of the rooms located on the second floor.

Shortly after, Adi came while holding Ajeng. “I'm home, yes. Thank you for keeping Ajeng,” he said justifying Ajeng's body that sagged a little.

“Why was the Ajeng taken? Didn't you just sleep here? Poor thing if it's beautiful there's still a meeting. Again, that Ajengnya is so good,” he said while standing when Adi approached him. Then rub the back of the head of a three-year-old child who is leaning on the shoulder of Adi - her papi.

“Paling clash again kelar kok meetingnya. Yeah, I'm back, yeah. Thanks again loh-”

“Enak, yes. I slept his son was taken directly.” Then someone appeared very suddenly from the direction of the living room. Walking while rolling his shirt arms later when he reached the girl who was standing in his place, Mr. Gery peeked at his cheek. “Ntar-ntar if you want to nitip a child here, if - Awwhh .. pain, dear. What, anyway, use pinch-cubit everything?” pak Gery's bully at him while rubbing the left arm muscle that gets a hard pinch from him.

“No need to be heard Mas Gery, Mas. Know what kayaking people are, right?” The girl chuckles in shame because of the behavior of her husband who was once very frontal in talking to the cousin.

“What, anyway, dear?” tell Mr. Gery to him. “There if you want to go home mah!” Continue to Adi while walking towards the kitchen. “Yang, make me drink dong!” After sitting in the round chair of the kitchen mini bar.

“Ya, already. I'm h-home. Later I will not papa if I nitip Ajeng again --”

“Don't want, baby, if you don't love me!” joked that guy from the kitchen. Open the glass jar and put the potato chips in his mouth.

Adi chuckles. Which again makes the girl ashamed of her husband's behavior. “Iya. If Mas Adi is equally beautiful again busy not papa Ajeng I who play with. I'm still smirking anyway. Rames. Let's not bosen also fitting left behind Mas Gery's work. You like no work too, right? Don't miss Gery Mah!”

“Honey!!” again from the kitchen.

“Ya, already. I said yes.” The girl nodded. “Gue turning, Ger,” he shouted Adi at Mr. Gery.

“Iya. Sono lo's. Spoonfuls. I want to be with my wife. Disturb you how!” Reply Mr. Gery shouted as well while continuing to put the chips into his mouth.

“Honey, want to drink dong--ouhhh.” squeal the guy again rubbed his shoulders. “Why, anyway, really play pinch-pinch?” Mr. Gery protested to him who was pouring water from a glass teapot stored on the kitchen table.

“You are not polite with Mas Adi, Mas,” said while giving the drinking glass.

Mr. Gery received the glass. “How polite, anyway, which?” Then sip the water until it runs out by half.

He's sitting in front of Gery. His chin is propped up with elbows resting on a mini bar table. “No manners,” said that made Pak Gery's forehead linked.

The man also followed his wife's style. He supported his chin with one hand and the other he folded on the table. “You're getting prettier, anyway? So gemes know.” Kell that guy. Both of his gray eyeballs could not be seen staring at the white face right in front of him.

“Ngagetin aja, sih,” he said with a face that was red. His right foot was about to step. But the big hand of the guy immediately restrained his shoulder. Leaning his back to the refrigerator door later.

“What, anyway, Mas?” He swallowed his saliva chelate. Biting the lower lip and did not feel both hands squeezing the full cream milk box firmly.

“I like it when you see your face red like gini,” said Mr. Gery raised one hand just to wipe his cheek. Approaching face. “Manis.” When the lips were being bitten, Mr. Gery kissed briefly.

The girl wearing the home negligee was biting her lower lip even more. Maybe the blood would just come out of there if Mr. Gery's hand didn't rub in his lower lip. “Do not get bitten!”

The crazy Debaran.

That feeling he always felt every time Mr. Gery did something this sweet. Nothing has changed in the three years that the two have spent. Precisely Mr. Gery more romantic and worse, the man now does not hesitate to show a sweet attitude in public. As if every second, Mr. Gery does not want to go through togetherness with him. After, ever since he came back and carved another beautiful smile on his lips for Mr. Gery.

“I know what you are thinking now,” while tucking some hair behind the ear, Mr. Gery back a short kiss his lips.

Her. The chick's getting stronger squeezing a full cream milk box. He had to hold on to something to hold back his heartbeat. Then his hand chose to switch to squeezing the fringe of the shirt that Mr. Gery wore. “What?” And the two neutrals did not release each other at all.

“You always wonder, right, why haven't we been given a child? We were almost three years married. But not yet loved. While Indah and Adi have been given Ajeng right in the first year they were married. You could say it was their first wedding. Aye right?”

The girl's lips folded inward. He wanted to say something to his husband. I don't know why those lips feel locked.

“I'm not papa, baby. The important thing is that I can continue to be with you. Problem child, maybe God still does not love us that trust.” Mr. Gery's hand, which cupped the side of his face, now turned on the back of his neck and then grazed the girl's long hair in one hand. Bringing her hair to one side of the shoulder. Mr. Gery smirked his face at the girl's innocent neck. “Never stay with me!” he murmured like a whisper.

The girl kept the milk box that she had been holding onto the kitchen table before then both hands were fully circular at the wide waist of Mr. Gery. “Will not, Mas.”

Re-enforcing his face, Gery said, “promise, yes, same me, Ghe!”

Head Ghea nodded looking in the guy's eyes. “Iya. Until God actually calls one of us first.”

When it was ...

"Ghe, you wake up dong! Show them you can wake up!" Upon hearing that line, Ghea wanted to nod her head. Opening her eyes to prove that she wants to be with him. Keep him company until later. But it feels hard. Ghea was too heavy to open her eyes and call out her name. Just moving her finger, Ghea felt heavy. It seems more drawn to the darkness that will somehow take it where.

"Ghe, you can't believe me dong! Joking around is not funny. You promised to keep me going!"

Ja. Ghea wanted to be like that too. He kept trying to regain consciousness even though it felt very difficult. Ghea didn't want to break the promise. Nor to betray the promises he made himself.

"Wake, baby! Wake up!"

Like that sentence was a Ghea power to return from the dark room. He tried to pull himself back. Then that time. In the second when the doctor told the nurse to record the time of death. Ghea opened her eyes.

Maybe this is impossible. But if the Almighty wills all things to happen, nothing is impossible. This is called lazarus syndrome.