Unknown Baby
Night Market

Faiq never knew that piggybacking on a wife could feel this happy. In fact, during college he used to almost every day he hugged Sella to campus. Friends, girlfriends and wives. It still feels different.

Happiness can come in a simple way. Go to the night market. During this time Faiq felt he had wasted time, if he fell in love with Myesha sooner maybe within two years knew they already had a baby of their own.

Arriving in Samber field vehicles are so crowded that it is difficult to find a parking space. The field used for the 17th ceremony for all students in Metro City is now turned into a night market. Complete with swivel comedy, lala ruse, haunted house and various other games.unlike the merchants and the goods. There's an affected booth and a big stage there.

The parking lot was very dense, Faiq parked the motor quite far from the location. Then took Myesha's hand to cross the crowded road of the vehicle.

"The ride was yuk?" tanya Myesha pointed at the ringleader lala.

"To the haunted house, yuk" asked Faiq. 

It was crowded and crowded until they had trouble walking. Many young and old. All ages are here.

"Wait here I buy a ticket first." Faiq left Myehsa right in front of the haunted house.

Myesha looked down, as her intention was only to pick up the girl's car wearing only white swallow sandals and a thin bear-patterned t-shirt. Her hair was also just shaved. He was embarrassed especially many people who saw him like a bully.

Myesha took her hairband, then put it in her pocket. He tidied his hair using his hands, better to be stroked all of them than at the original. 

Meanwhile Faiq bought two admission tickets for 7 thousand per person after waiting in long lines. He immediately approached Myesha who was standing where he had left her earlier.

"Come, Sha." Faiq.

"Yes" answered Myesha.

They're waiting in line to get inside. There's a ladder down to where the ghosts are. Dark light with dim light from the corner. Myesha grabbed Faiq's hand first, The man turned to Myesha. This time Myesha wanted to act first. Faiq smiled as he tightened his grip on their hands.

Not afraid of ghosts but the dark lights made Myesha afraid of tripping. Therefore there was no other choice for him but to hold Faiq's hand.

Pocong, kunti, and various typical Indonesian medi there. Myesha looked towards Faiq. They both had no reaction. It was flat when other people were screaming in fear.

"Mas not afraid? Not with an?" ask Myesha. They are still walking in tandem towards the exit through one more mbak kunti in the corner.

"I'm more stubborn when I see you're just wearing a towel."

"Ehhh ...." Myesha surprised.

While Faiq turned his face away, his overly honest words made them a little awkward. Lucky Myesha who innocently did not ask further the meaning of Faiq's answer.

They came out of the haunted house, greeted by the crowd. The more night it gets denser.

"Mas, ride it yuk." Show Myesha to the prick.

"See how that is?" tanya Faiq pointed to the crossover motor arena.

"I haven't climbed it in a long time, the last one was with my parents. If you don't want to go up, I'm going up by myself no papa."

Myesha took off Faiq's hand, she walked towards the ticket. The rush of Faiq prevents.

"Let's go up together, I buy a ticket first." Faiq to the ticket queue.

The price is the same, 7 thousand per person. Cheap enough. In his wallet there is a 258 thousand denomination. Enough if they want to try all the games and go eat.

After the ticket was obtained, Faiq immediately invited Myesha in line. Long enough to sting in the legs. Faiq is too rule-abiding to always let others in first.

When there was an empty place Myesha immediately pulled Faiq to enter the giant bird cage.

Myesha recalls the movie Pupus, there was a scene of riding a prick and a kiss when it stopped above. From the first he wanted to ride a prick but if alone it would not be happy.

The lala thing moved. Bring them upstairs. The view from above makes Myesha takjup. The market tonight is very crowded.

Compared to before, Faiq's attitude was now more courageous. From holding hands to kissing them all of a sudden. Myesha did not refuse, as Faiq said. Although Dhamar later had the same feelings as her but her husband remained Faiq. Sooner or later he has to accept that.

Given Faiq's blatant actions, it was not impossible for the man to kiss her again in such a romantic moment. Myesha was a little nervous. He looked ahead to Faiq.

Faiq closed his eyes, his body trembling and his hands clasped tightly to the handle beside him.

"Why are you?" ask Myesha astonished.

"I'm afraid of heights" replied Faiq still with his eyes closed.

At that time Myesha knew that the scene in the Pupus movie she was watching would not happen to her.

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