The Nick's Life
Encounter

"Mommy..”.

Iza came out of the kitchen and immediately welcomed her in-laws. Diah came to visit her son and daughter-in-law at Rahardi's residence, but the man had not returned from Makassar. Iza kissed the back of Diah's hand and hugged him. Mina smiled looking at the child who was so spoiled to her mother-in-law.

“Mommy came in not saying.”

“Currently mommy would like a surprise for you.”

“Come mom, we have breakfast. Cicipin cuisine made by Zi,” Iza pulled Diah's hand to the dining table.

“This is really you cooking?”

He looked at the food on the table. Nasi ouduk, fried chicken, dried tempeh, stir-fried vermicelli, peanut sauce and cucumber slices. Do not forget as a complement emping in the jar.

“I help ngiris tempe same fried chicken aja mom, hihihi.”

“Hmm.. I expected,” Diah chuckled.

“Iza ngidam want to eat rice uduk said,” said Mina.

“Nick where?”

“Still in mom's room. I call you first.”

Iza rushed to the second floor and entered the room. His head shook his head to see the husband was still cool to cuddle with bolsters. Iza sat on the side of the bed and patted her husband's jaw.

“Mas.. wake mas.”

“Enggghhh.”

Nick just mumbled slowly and went back to sleep. Iza pulled the bolster Nick hugged and threw it behind the man's back. But Nick even pulled Iza's hand to lie on the bed. Now Nick makes the body of the wife as a bolster. Iza patted the husband's arm, but the man was unmoved. His hand then punched Nick's nose, making the man forced to open his eyes and mouth.

“Build mas.”

“Still sleepy, Yang.”

“Wake up, it's half eight. Shower and breakfast. You have to go to the store.”

“I didn't go to the store today.”

“Ya keep up dong. There's mommy tuh under.”

“Mommy to here?”

“Yes, so get up.”

“Sports first morning yuk,” invite Nick.

“Do not macem-macem yes mas.”

“Only one macem, Which. Want yes, just a moment, it failed last night.”

Iza giggled in light of last night's events. Nick who had to work late at the store hurried home when he got a photo submission Iza wearing lingerie and sexy style. But when I got home, Iza was asleep. Not having the heart to wake his wife, Nick also relented not to take the ration of the night.

“Later I changed double. Now wake up keep shower.”

Iza struggled to escape from Nick's embrace and then moved away. The hand of the husband was drawn until the man sat on the bed. Iza took the towel and gave it to Nick.

“Mandi first there.”

“Mandi together, The.”

“Ngga want, I've taken a shower. The longer the bath if you shower together. Cepetan shower does not take long, I wait under.”

CUPS

Iza landed a kiss on Nick's lips then rushed out of the room. Danger if Nick catches him and takes him to take a bath together. It could be that the two women who were waiting below were exposed to salatri for too long waiting for breakfast together.

“Nicknya again shower first mom.”

“Yes, nothing. Here Zi, mommy kangen with you.”

Iza pulled the chair next to Diah. Her mother-in-law rubbed the stomach of the daughter-in-law who still looks flat. Some days living with Iza, making the woman kangen also when left by him.

Ten minutes later, Nick came out of the room. His face was fresher. Her hair also looks wet. He then kissed the back of the hand of the mother who had given birth to him.

“Wah ummi cook much.”

“Your wife wants to eat rice uduk complete package.”

“Sorry yes ummi, if my wife troubles.”

“You are. Your wife is a spoiled ummi child.”

Mina pinched Iza's nose with both of her fingers. Iza just poked her lips at Nick. Then he took the rice and the side dish to Nick's plate. He also took it for Diah.

“Nick.. mommy wants to Bandung today.”

“You to the battery house?”

“Iya, same time to see you too.”

“Old mom?” ask Iza.

“About two days maybe.”

“Mommy equals who went?”

“Sama Typhoon.”

“Topan?” Nick clenched his forehead.

“Iya. happened to Cyclone want to Bandung as well, so yes mommy nebeng aja.”

Nick was just a beard without feeling suspicious at all. He continued to finish his breakfast. The artificial rice in-laws is delicious. Mina is good at cooking, unfortunately her ability to cook has not decreased in his wife.

Iza and Nick drive Diah to the front of the house. A black Daihatsu Xenia piloted by Typhoon was already parked in front of the house. Before he left, Nick left his mother in the Typhoon. His friend just said every word Nick said.

After the car driven by Typhoon slid away. Iza and Nick went back inside the house. Mina was talking to someone on her phone. After ending the call, Mina approached her son and daughter-in-law.

“Zi, Nick.. ummi looks like he has to leave for Yogya today.”

“Why ummi?”

“So your phone call, Mbah Nani is in the hospital. He said last night his asthma relapsed and was immediately taken to the hospital. Ummi wants to go there, afraid there is nothing. You know Mbah Nani is already sepuh.”

“Iya ummi's. Who is Ummi to Yogya? Same with Anton, right?”

“Iya. Now again on the road to pick up ummi. Ummi get ready first ya.”

“I help, ummi.”

Iza followed Mina into the room. Seeing her unfocused mother, Iza took over the job of packing clothes into a travel bag, while Mina sat pensively by the side of the bed. He was worried about his mother's sister. Since Mina's parents died, Nanilah took care of her until she finally met Rahardi and married.

“Ummi.. This is ready for her clothes.”

“Still Zi.”

Mina got up from her seat and took the bag. Put a wallet, a cell phone is also a charger and some cosmetics into it. After that he took Iza out of the room. At the same time, Anton also arrived home.

“Aready?” ask Anton.

“Max already. Ummi go first. Nick, ummi, Iza.”

“Iya ummi.”

“Ummi don't know how long it's been there. But if ummi hasn't come home on your ab's return schedule, you'll just go. Do not let abi find you together if there is no ummi.”

“Iya, ummi calm down. Greetings to bude Siti.”

“Iya. Ummi go first, assalamu’alaikum.”

“Waalaikumsalam.”

Nick takes the travel bag from Mina's hand and takes it to Anton's car. He opened the door for Mina. Anton patted his nephew's husband on the shoulder and got into the car. Mina had indeed told her about the marriage of Iza and Nick to her brother.

Before long the four-wheeled vehicle began to roll. Iza continued to stare at the vehicle that was carrying her umminya away until it disappeared at the end of the road. Nick let Iza's waist into the house. After locking the door, Nick took the wife to the room. He wanted to take the promise given by his wife.

Iza's body lay on the bed without a thread. On it, Nick keeps peppering with her. Her hands were pinching her hair as Nick continued to explore her entire body with his lips and tongue. After successfully putting his wife on fire, Nick takes off all the clothes attached to his body and begins their union.

The roar of breath accompanied the hot struggle of the husband and wife on the bed. The sheets that cover the queen-size mattress are no longer shaped even at the end of it has been released. De**han and moans alternately came out of Iza's mouth as she felt the pleasure her husband gave her.

Nick kept moving his hips back and forth. Iza's hands tightly hugged her moist back. Just now the woman reached her release. And Nick is now racing to his satisfaction. He did not want to play too long because he did not want to make his wife tired in the first trimester of her pregnancy.

Not long heard Nick's moans when he managed to reach the peak. For a while the man was still holding on to his position. Her lips kissed the face of Iza who was drenched in sweat. Then he dropped his body next to his wife. His hands pulled Iza's waist so that their bodies were not separated.

“Please..”

“Hmm.. paid off yes.”

“Not yet.can his promise be twice.”

“Mas iihh.”

Nick chuckled, his hands moving around rubbing Iza's back which was also dampened by sweat. Now the wife may refuse him, but by nightfall, Iza must have whined to be rationed by him.

“Zi.. You remember no, the first time we met where?”

“Hmm.. in the cafe is not?”

“Iya. But actually I've seen you before.”

“Where?”

“At red light. You inget never used to almost hit a car fitting at a red light?”

Iza was silent for a moment, trying to remember the events that Nick said just now. He then nodded his head. When he came home from college, he was almost hit by Nick's car when he was crossing.

“Oh yes I inget. The car that keeps going when it's red light, right?”

“Iya. At that time I was again calling Fahrul so never focused and almost hit you.”

“So it was mas turned out. I almost hang tau.”

“Sorry. sorry..see you buzzing the hood of the car while glaring at the car glass directly makes me not focus.”

“Ngga focus why?”

“I'm shocked, how come there's an angel at the red light.”

“Gombal.”

Nick chuckled, he pulled the blanket and covered their innocent bodies. Iza slid her head against Nick's chest. His hands were around the waist of the husband. A few kisses were given in the chest of her husband's field.

“Believe it or not, but I was already in love with you. Love at first sight. We meet at the cafe, at Arnav's office and then at the hotel. Our accidental meeting three times in a row convinced me that maybe you were my soul mate. That's why I started to find out about you and approached you.”

“Four times the same mas that is in the bookstore.”

“If in the bookstore is not a coincidence. But I purposely sent Typhoon eyes to you.”

“Iihh.. mas, it turns out. Don't be about Meta crookedness is also your idea.”

“I'm asking Typhoon to prevent Meta from meeting you so that I can freely approach the same you. But pickpocketing was Typhoon's own idea.”

“Meta's love knows, the money is gone.”

“Kan Typhoon have replaced the lost money.”

“Iya Meta story said someone gave an envelope to him that contained money. The amount fits the same money lost was pickpocketed at that time.”

“My life used to be empty, Zi. Everyday I just go through life without knowing what my true purpose is. But ever since I met you, I've kind of found my way. You encouraged me to live my life to change for the better. Thank you for coming into my life and giving me a bright light,” Nick kissed Iza on the forehead.

“I love you mas.”

“I love you, Zi. Very..”

Nick cupped Iza's face then kissed her lips gently. His hands tightly hugged the wife's waist. Hearing the story that befell Fahrul, honestly Nick was afraid that he was also separated from Iza. As much as possible he would keep the woman by his side.

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By midday, the car driven by Typhoon entered the Lembang area. The man turned off the AC and opened the window, letting the typical mountain air into his car.

After searching around for Bryan's whereabouts, Typhoon finally found a bright spot. He managed to track down Bryan's whereabouts. It turns out that some of his tongkrong friends in Bandung knew Bryan. The American man often gives away free groceries or food every Friday. And his friend used to queue food from him.

“Bryan's house is here?”

“Not mom. We're going to the plantation. Uncle Bryan has a vegetable garden and flowers. The vegetable garden is usually a supplier of horeca (hotels, restaurants and cafes) in the city of Bandung. If the flower garden results are usually spread in kiosks in Padjajaran area, Palasari is the same Cihideung.”

“Moreover all you know about him?”

“Uncle Bryan has also become a WNI because it has been ten years more settled here. And he's also a convert, mom. Even often invited to fill lectures at several taklim councils near his plantation.”

He was shocked to hear the news about Bryan. The man who was once her husband turned out to be a better man. Unlike her who for years wallowed in obedience. Suddenly he was scared to meet Bryan.

Diah becomes insecure. He felt unworthy to see the man again. But the woman tried to strengthen herself. He's gonna go see Bryan for Nick. Diah will take Bryan in front of Nick. So that the child is happy to be reunited with a connected father who loves him so much.

“What did you say when you met him?”

“I said again help someone find a vegetable supplier for a cafe. Uncle Bryan believed, so I was immediately taken around his garden. Fortunately, Uncle Bryan is fluent in Indonesian. Try if not, can berabe kan mom. Mommy knows for myself I'm a very good speaker english,” Typhoon chuckles at his own words.

Diah laughed when she heard it. The ability of Typhoon in English is very sad. It seems like the language lessons that are often used in many countries when school was not one that stuck in his brain.

“Did he move in with his family? Or marry a native may.”

“Ngga. I know uncle Bryan lives alone.”

Typhoon vehicles turn into a rocky road and then continue to enter through the iron fence on which there is a signpost name Littrell Plantation. Diah's chest was pounding loudly waiting for the seconds of her meeting with the man who was still singing in her heart. The typhoon stopped its vehicle in front of a building Bryan had set up as the estate's administrative office.

“Mommy wait here. Let me meet uncle Bryan first.”

“Ok.”

The cyclone got out of the car and went into the office. One of Bryan's employees said the man was in the garden watching the harvest. The man's staff then escorted Typhoon to where Bryan was. The arrival of the Typhoon was warmly welcomed by Bryan.

“Welcome to Typhoon,” Bryan to greet Typhoon.

“Uncle. I came with the same people who want cooperation nih.”

“Where is the person?”

“Still waiting in the car. Girl uncle, beautiful again,” Whispered Typhoon in Bryan's ear, making the man chuckle.

“Let's go to the office only.”

Bryan and Typhoon walked together to the office. The bule man entered the office and headed for his room. Typhoon returns to the car to pick up Diah. Typhoon quickly opened the door for Diah.

“Come mom.”

He got off the four-wheeled vehicle. For a moment he was still silent where he stood. The woman tidied up her clothes and hair then took a deep breath. After feeling ready, he followed Typhoon's steps into the office.

Some of the employees inside immediately turned their eyes towards Diah. Even though she is old, Diah still looks beautiful and her body still looks crazy. He threw a smile at everyone as he stepped foot into Bryan's office.

Again he took a deep breath as Typhoon's hand was raised to knock on the door leaf. Every beat was heard from Typhoon's handbook, like a war drum in his ear.

“Log in!”

Diah's chest was pounding even more, hearing a voice that was still clear in his memory. The outstretched Typhoon hand moved the doorknob then the wooden door was wide open. Diah's eyes immediately caught the figure of Bryan sitting behind the desk.

The typhoon went inside. He deliberately walked behind the man. Typhoon's sturdy body covered itself enough from Bryan's sight. Seeing the arrival of the Typhoon, Bryan immediately stood up then approached him.

“Uncle.. introduce this prospective client I told you about.”

Typhoon shifted his body, immediately Diah figure plastered in front of Bryan's face. The man seemed surprised to see the woman he had always seen secretly now standing before him. For a moment the two were just silent with their eyes staring at each other.

“I stay first, uncle.”

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**Copying guy together, Pan😎

Who awaits the story of Fahrul-Mai, Denis-Ayura, Abe-Sansan or Arnav-Meta, be patient yes, still in line😆**