Akad Undereviled

Chapters. 76 The Neglected Angel

"Heh .. why do you smile yourself. You're not getting sane, are you?"

Carrying a cup of black coffee in Babe Rojak's hand sat next to Riski who was lying on a long wooden bench. His head rested on a bench fence without a pillow. Since waking up Riski has been standing by on his flagship lazy bench while continuing to hold the phone. Every once in a while or rather every five minutes Riski looks at the screen of his phone. See if there are any calls or text messages from Alisha.

It's been a long time, since I was sitting in High School Riski put his heart on Alisha. He even ventured to express his feelings at that time but was subtly rejected by Alisha.

Now when fate gives him the chance to meet again, Riski doesn't want to waste the opportunity. He still has great hope to be close to the woman he adored as a teenager.

"Woy .. crazy really lo, yeah!" Babe Rojak throws the glass lid right on Riski's head in annoyance. The only child of his puppet did not touch at all his speech or presence.

"Of ...." Spontaneous Riski holding his head. He looked towards the object that had fallen on his head. "What the fuck, anyway, Be!" riski shouted as she continued stroking the head that was quite sick.

"What the fuck, Noh, wash Babe's bike. Don't just smile yourself. It could be crazy, you." Babe Rojak points to a red duck bike in the yard.

"Here, weigh the holy motor doang, just a moment!" Riski didn't move from her place. The boy turned his back to his baby.

"Oh ... Basic brash kid. Being told by parents to even underestimate." This time it was no longer a floating glass lid but Babe Rojak immediately took off one sandal and threw it hard to hit Riski's back.

"Babe anything, anyway!" riski protest was unacceptable. "Kan Iki said entar, that means later!" As if not to be outdone Riski spoke in a tone that followed nyolot.

"Lagian lo say, you also have no work other than the smile-smiling own cake crazy. Being told by parents is a lot of reasons!"

"Be, Babe wants to have a ghost, right?"

Babe Rojak looks confused. "Yes," he answered.

"Well, Iki's again Be's business. If Iki succeeds, Babe will have a daughter-in-law that Babe has always wanted. Beautiful and sholeha." Riski said with confidence.

"Who's that girl, you said, let Babe come to her house to bed." Although often annoyed with Riski's behavior but if you have heard about Babe Rojak's son-in-law must have immediately collapsed. Because for a long time he wanted his only bachelor child was immediately married according to the message of his late wife three years ago.

"Patience dong, Be, don't rush. The ideal wife is indeed difficult to catch .. uh, hard to get ane." Riski.

"What is difficult, if it is suitable, yes. Go straight to KUA."

"The problem is Be, Iki is suitable but does her husband fit." Riski said while thinking about what the figure of Alisha's husband was like.

"You mean bagimane, her husband?" Babe Rojak was astonished by Riski's recent remarks.

"Yes, I clearly mean. Ane tuh clearly likes and obviously wants if she has to marry soon but unfortunately her husband ngijinin not. That's what's weird about Ane."

"So your dream girl is a man?" Babe Rojak exclaimed with sharp glaring eyes.

Riski could not be evasive because the fact is Alisha has become a wife of people now. The young man could only cry.

"Bas on a crazy boy!" Inevitably, one of the sandals that Babe Rojak was wearing floated also to Riski's head.

This time, the young man managed to escape. He first ran away before his favorite Babenya slippers fell on his head.

"Woy, boy, come here!" yelled Babe Rojak holding hands.

Ignoring Babe's cry, Riski ran away in a storm.

******

On the sofa, Arsya never tired of looking at the face of his wife. Since then he woke up and found Alisha beside him, there was happiness that he could not express.

And the feeling doesn't stop there. Even after they took a bath and performed congregational dawn prayers. The feeling is getting stronger.

Now as Arsya sits on the couch waiting for breakfast to come, all she does is keep looking at Alisha's face. He feels so stupid. Wherever he had been so far he could not see if he lived with an angel.

"Maas ...."

"Hm ...."

"I can't" answered Arsya briefly. Of course the eyes were still glued to him between Alisha's beautiful eyeballs.

"Why?"

"I want to make up for everything I missed. Why I couldn't see the angel who lived in my room."

Boldly Alisha patted Arsya's cheek until she turned away. "Buck!"

"Seriously, I'm so sorry I used to ignore an angel like you."

"Have .. ah, Mas Arsya began to digress." Alisha, who had been sitting there drying her hair with a towel on Arsya's side, got up. Can't stand the temptation of Arsya's change.

But he has not stepped up yet. Arsya's hand pulls Alisha's wrist until she sits on Arsya's lap.

"Mass ...!" pekik Alisha is not ready.

Alisha wanted to get back up, but Arsya's hand that was directly coiled around her waist held her back.

"Please, Mom."

"Just a second. Just leave it like this for a second." Arsya's heavy and soft voice made Alisha unable to resist. He also flinch. I want to follow what Arsya wants.

For a few minutes he left Arsya's face stuck to the niche of his neck. For a long time he could not stand it too when the man began to softly kiss there. Not once but becoming more and more frequent and making Alisha goosebumps.

"Maas ...."

"Hm ...."

"Don't think gini." Alisha started to thrash.

"I like it."

"Yes, but don't believe me."

"I like it like this." Arsya still does not want to switch even though he knows that Alisha is starting to feel uncomfortable.

"Mas ...," whined Alisha.

Alisha's voice did not make Arsya stop but rather more provoked and unwilling if all ended without success. Arsya increasingly makes Alisha nervous.

"Mas!" shout Alisha. He had to put an end to everything if he didn't want to end up in bed. "I'm hungry" said Alisha honestly.

Last night they missed dinner. Thirst for fasting that has long been restrained ask to be satisfied immediately until the hunger was not a problem. After the new morning feels if the stomach has not been filled even a grain of rice. That's why Arsya ordered breakfast early in the morning.

Given the condition, Arsya also kept her face away from Alisha's neck. Although disappointed but he did not want to torture Alisha in such a way without feeding.

Alisha turned to look at Arsya's face. There was disappointment on her husband's face. "We eat first," said Alisha so as not to make Arsya more disappointed because the step must be stopped in the middle of the road.

Alisha rubbed Arsya's cheeks gently. As if convincing if everything can be continued later.

"Ok" replied Arsya, although disappointed. He also took off the hand that had been circular at the slender waist of the wife. Unwilling to let Alisha rise from her lap. But before Alisha really stood up, Arsya did not miss the opportunity to kiss Alisha's lips even at a glance.

"Mass ...!" pekik Alisha again. He hit Arsya's chest. The one the man responded to with a triumphant smile.