Wife To Alan

Wife To Alan
The questionable advice

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"Mass?"


"Hmm?" Alan closed his eyes while hugging Inanti and leaned his head against his wife's chest. He's very comfortable doing it. Listening to his wife's heartbeat calmed him down.


"Mass? I'm gonna take a shower."


"Later on, Yank."


Inanti's hand raised rubbed her husband's hair randomly scrambled. "Your hair is elongated, don't you want to cut the rowdy?"


"Like the gondrong no?"


"No, I was just like that."


Alan was silent, thought Inanti her husband liked her shaggy hair. "Does you like long hair?"


"Like, if it's yours."


"Oh." Inanti. "It's gonna be cut, right?"


"Here, let the wife be loved."


And at times like this, Inanti feels very suitable to share stories about her father who was imprisoned for stealing for her.


"Mass?"


"Yes, Honey?" 


Rubbing Alan's hair, Inanti said, "Mas.my father is in jail again."


Alan was silent for a moment, because he promised his father Inanti would not tell his whereabouts. Her in-laws were very embarrassed to face her daughter, moreover she was already happy. She regrets having kept Inanti away from her husband first, she regrets having taken a unilateral decision and even brought disaster.


"Say because he turned away again" continued Inanti. "But I don't know where he is yet, I don't want him to know. You shouldn't be able to do that, should you?"


Now Alan kept his embrace away, he aligned his head with his wife and rubbed her cheeks. 


Inanti tears berlinang remember the incident, ayaynya never evil to him, but he also regretted his actions like Alan.


"It shouldn't be rowdy. Dad must be lonely, no one visits there, giving him encouragement. Why is he, my dear?"


"She said she was ashamed of you, Nan."


"Huh?" Inanti returned her husband's gaze. "When did you meet my dad?"


"I'm looking where you are, until I get news of where she is."


Alan's words surprised Inanti. Inanti wants to get angry because Alan didn't tell her, but Inanti believes there's a reason.


"Why don't you tell me?"


Alan's confused.


"Mas!"


"Nan, he asked me to keep this secret from you."


"But you should have said dong is like me" Inanti said with tears in her eyes. "You're saying it to me."


"Yank…. Wait a minute" Alan said as Inanti was about to leave. "I promise he won't tell you. And now I'm trying to get your dad released, baby. The trial is still ongoing."


Inanti was silent, she asked in a soft voice. "You're helping him?"


"Well, he's my in-law, the father of my beloved wife too. Why don't I help you? I just can't tell her where, she said, honey. Sorry."


Inanti took a deep breath, she hugged Alan again. 


"Don't be angry, honey. Yes, I was wrong."


Inanti. "Sorry angry, abis sprained," he murmured.


Alan chuckles. "Again PMS?"


And that's when Inanti realized, a month ago she did not menstruate.


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Inanti looked at her husband who was playing with his daughter. Alan laughed a few times.


"Yank, look at Yank. It's a tummy roll."


"Well, um."


"Kok you didn't tell me?" Alan asked a little annoyed.


"Let's have a surprise, De."


Nadia laughed, she began to be able to respond to the interlocutor. "I think it's as hot as you, Yank."


"Who's the talker?"


Alan even chuckled at the grim, he rolled up with the baby.


Unlike Inanti who unpacked the suitcase. There were three suitcases there, various stuffing like clothes and by.


"This is the one in the ijo bag for Mamah Sama Papah?"


"Yes, Yank. That ash suitcase is all dirty clothes."


"Haduhhh, melaundry," Inanti muttered to Alan.


"Relax, Yank, I'll save you some money, Mau?"


"The zeros are many."


"Asiaaaapp yes, De. Sun Papa is here."


Inanti smiled at the togetherness of the father and son who laughed at each other, and spoke as if they knew what was being said.


There's a lot of Alan's luggage. The first Inanti to clean the dirty clothes before opening by.


He was carrying a big basket of laundry.


"Not help?" Fresh Alan.


"No, Mom."


"Duhhh. Very strong."


"Here, lift the gallon I can tuh."


"Wow, hulk so dear."


Inanti clucked, she lifted the basket to the back for washing.


Because Nadia was babysitting, Inanti washes it now, it's hot.


"Yank…." Alan followed while holding Nadia.


"Yes?"


"Tomorrow to wash it with Bi Idah."


"No papa, hot mump tau."


"Tar soy sauce dong make it tonight."


"Later what night?" Ask Inanti wonder.


That question made Alan pursed his lips. "I'm not feeling right, De? Aren't you thinking about it a month?"


"You're new too."


"Tomorrow doesn't work."


Inanti looked up, she looked at the pensive Alan.


"What's dirty about this?"


"Udah, Yank."


"Where's tupperware?"


That was when Alan showed a gawking expression, forgetting the question that would blow him up as well.


"Mass?"


"Yes?"


"Where's the pie?"


"In that bag."


Inanti checked the pockets on the table. "This is the closing of the doang? Where's the box? You don't eat the same box, do you, Mas?"


"No, that's. ehe he he."


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