The Married With Teacher
Who Is That Girl

"Try, uh, pin the date of birth that has that ATM!"

Uh, who is he? How do you know, huh?

Wonder dong Ghea, who, anyway, this chick? I also know not feelings. Even know again. Make more sprains.

"Who, huh?" Ghea asked while looking up. Look at that familiar girl's face. Uh but wait, how did rich Ghea ever meet. But where, huh?

"Eh, how are you, anyway? Still want to? We met in the hospital a few days ago. At that time, I accidentally shaved your shoulder. Inglet?" Instead of answering. The girl reminded Ghea. Ask him if he remembers it or not.

Ghea twisting the eyeball. Recalling. Who, anyway, girl. Ghea forgot again. Not bad, ah, anyway. The bodo period is also.

"No wonder, if you don't want to. It's just as late as doang, yeah."

Ghea responded with just a lazy smile.

"Mbak, how? this pay? Want to use cash debit ap, Ma'am?" That's the cashier's mama, I swear I can't wait, yeah.

"Gosh, Ma'am. Patience, anyway, Ma'am. It's I haven't come out. Not yet the same one with how many pins." Then Ghea looked out again. Where Mr. Gery is still in his position. Telephoning.

"Eh, why don't you try the same date of birth as the owner!" Girl advice so know it again.

"Yes, Mother. Try it first, Ma'am. From now on I want to pay for a long time. Do not-don't yes, yes, the intention is not to pay? You want to cheat, huh, Ma'am?"

"Absolutely by the way. Where there is a rich beautiful look I want to cheat. Nothing, yeah. I'm a rich kid if you need to know.

"Yehh, Ma'am, if you want a cool nipu dikit dong! Halu really. Pound. The reason is that it is no stranger time, Ma'am. There are many reasons for that cake. But the edges, yes, nipu."

"Wahhh .. shit. Very indiscriminate you say. Lo, tuh, must know who I was, huh? Should I call who I am? Heuh?"

"Here is KTP, Ma'am. Let me know who it is!"

Able to do, the same ID card Ghea cards will be stored in the wallet. And now his wallet was left at his house.

"There was. ID I-"

"Where is the ATM?" The girl who knew and knew Ghea even took the ATM in his hand. "Now, Ma'am. Try the pin." The girl's rudder mentioned Pak Gery's date of birth which became his ATM pin.

Transaction succeeded.

Ghea was confused. His face turned with his uncertain feelings. Eyebrows conical. Who, uh, girl? Is this a coincidence or does this girl actually know Mr. Gery? Why pin an ATM with Mr. Gery's date of birth? And that's exactly right.

"Now, Ma'am. From earlier the cake dreaded this beautiful mother. It won't be long, will it?" The cashier gave Ghea an ATM back.

Ghea received it with a facial expression that was still confused in astonishment. 

While out there, Mr. Gery seems to have finished talking on the phone. He had put the phone in his pants pocket. Then walk, back in again into the restaurant because it saw that Ghea had not come out too from earlier. Just pay for it, right? But long. It was thought by Gery that his wife had eaten again.

"Ghe," said Mr. Gery. Patted his shoulder. So Ghea turned her face reflex. "Udah?" tanyakanya. Pun Ghea nodded in a daze. Looking for the girl who had gone nowhere suddenly disappeared from before him. It is rich in jelangkung. Not invited home not delivered.

"Yes, yuk! Do you want to order more food at home?"

Ghea quiet. He did not answer. Precisely his eyes still continue to look for the figure of the girl creature earlier. "Where is he?" He murmured as he spread his gaze to the right and left. Anyway in all directions. To every restaurant. However, Ghea still did not find him.

Mr. Gery was surprised to see Ghea who was looking for someone. "Why? Find something or who?" tanyakanya. Ghea. "Huh?" Ghea hasn't focused on Mr. Gery. His eyes are still focused.

"Search for what, anyway, Ghea?" Even Mr. Gery also spread his views.

"God. How can I give that wallet to you, anyway?"

Hah, does Mr Gery have a wallet how many seeds?

"Yes how do I know. You didn't give me that wallet yourself?"

It turns out it was another Gery's wallet. The real wallet was still pocketed in his formal pants pocket. Mr. Gery forgot to rush to pick up the incoming call.

"But it's paid, right?"

"Yes already. I only just got to debate first, Mas, the same as the cashier. Because I want to cheat, lie. It's me, tuh. Where there is, anyway, a pretty girl, I look cheeked this is going to cheat. Halu really know not, Mas, mbaknya. Ngeselin."

Oh yes amun, this is Ghea even a gini lecture, anyway?

"Yes, let's go home!" bring Mr. Gery. Reversing the heels then stepping to the door of the restaurant.

Sometimes Ghea still spread her eyes. Who knows if the creature appears again. However, no. Ghea found no trace of the girl.

Who, the hell, is that girl?

Ghea shook his head faintly. Ignoring all bad assumptions. Ah maybe that girl is just guessing doang. Think Ghea.

**

After reaching the house, Ghea went upstairs. Towards his room. Then shower and change clothes. One more job that will drain his energy. Kitchen. Ghea had to clean up and clean up the mess that happened that morning in the kitchen.

Lazy is actually Ghea, tuh. But this also includes his duties. Taking care of home. Time has to ask Mr. Gery who settled, anyway? It's not possible, is it? Especially from his arrival at home, Mr. Gery looks busy with his phone. Sometimes calling, fiddling and sometimes angry are not clear with the person on the other end. Making Ghea so horrified himself if he saw Mr. Gery who was serious about it.

Ghea arrived at the kitchen. Amazed dong him. Ghea clucked strangely. His eyes could not blink.

Ghea stepped into the kitchen sink. His index finger touched the ceramic. Very kinclong. Then his face turned in every direction. Ghea looked at the stove that was on the sink bed. Rich changed that. This morning the stove was still ordinary. Now it has turned out to be amazing. The material is glass with two furnaces and which can be planted. It was the same different thing this morning.

Ghea looked again. Circulating, looking, touching. Anyway, the kitchen is so cute. It's neat, it's clean. It's not as chaotic as it was this morning from the fire. "This is Mas Gery in order?" he said, smiling in admiration. "That's a guy, I swear, a lot of surprises." And it was unexpected what Ghea's husband did.

Out of the kitchen, Ghea walked casually shouting Mr. Gery's name. Ghea look at the back garden, nothing. There is no living room or guest room either. Maybe in the room, huh? Then Ghea hurried up every step of the stairs.

Sampai in front of the door is brown made of teak wood with minimalist carvings on the door leaf, Ghea's hand holds the handle. Ready to turn it. But Ghea said.

"Don't bother me, goddamn it!

Who do you think Ghea, Mr. Gery is talking to again? It sounds so rude.

"You should have just died. Not pantes you're alive!"

Ghea was curious.

Turning the handle, Ghea pushed the door open wide. "Mas," rebuked Ghea.

Mr. Gery, who was looking back at him, turned around. Lowering his hand that was flanking the phone, Mr. Gery fluttered. "Hey, Ghe. Why?"

TB

Want to night du Up. But I fell asleep. hahahaa