Akad Undereviled

Chapter.88 Gift From Salwa

Waiting for Arsya's return tomorrow, Alisha was made busy with the preparation of the rendang menu that Arsya requested. Suddenly her husband called and asked to make rendang. Therefore, this morning Alisha asked Bi Sumi for help to buy meat.

When Bi Sumi got home, Alisha immediately executed. With the help of Bi Sumi of course. Alisha believes Bi Sumi knows Arsya's taste better than she does. Alisha wants to learn. Bi Sumi taught Alisha everything from cutting meat to concocting spices.

"What does this mean, Bi?" alisha asked after sauteing the seasoning and putting in the meat.

"Give water first, Ma'am, keep leaving it first and then we enter the coconut milk. Turn down the fire, and wait until it's ripe."

Not finished cooking, suddenly Mr. Tarjo came and told, "Mbak Alisha, there are guests."

"Guests?" Alisha who was stirring the meat put a spatula in her hand first.

"Yes, he said to Alisha's sister."

"Friends?" Alisha frowning.

"Here, Ma'am, meet first. This is for Aunt to continue."

Alisha removed the apron and washed her hands first before going to the living room. He kept asking who his guest was. Because no one had known he lived back in his late-in-law's house. Not much is known about his marriage to Arsya. Even if anyone knows it is only Ratih, pakdhe and budhenya. But that is not possible, because yesterday he had just visited Imran who was not feeling well.

And sure enough, Alisha was surprised when she saw the guest who was waiting for her in the living room.

Riskey?

How did he know he lived here?

Not wanting to take too long in her own inner questions, Alisha chooses to go straight to Riski.

"Rissy?"

"Hi ... Alisha," said Riski awkwardly.

"Hi ... Please sit down."

With a smile made as sweet as possible, Riski immediately sat her butt on the sofa after standing up to welcome Alisha.

"What do you need, huh, Ki?"

Alisha turned her head towards the kitchen, seeing if Bi Sumi had made her drink or not. Fortunately, not long before Bi Sumi came with a tray that brought Syrup and snacks.

"Annu ...." Riski rubbed her hair which was actually already drizzly. "That's, I ...."

Riski was confused as to what to say. To be honest, his arrival was truly random. Without any prior plans.

"Please, Mum." Bi Sumi cut through Riski's confusion. Saving the man from nervousness for ten seconds.

"Diminum first," said Alisha.

Without hesitation Riski took a glass containing syrup and downed it directly until it ran out. Makes Alisha wonder.

"G ...." Riski rubbed her wet mouth. His nervousness began to diminish. Honestly since he saw how big Alisha's husband's house he instantly dropped. Dare not compete. He recklessly entered just to make sure that Alisha really lived in this mansion.

"By the way you know where I live here?"

"Eh .. that, I accidentally saw the same Aunt you used to shop in the market. Because I don't see you going to the market anymore so I'll just follow him to this house. It's true you live here." Riski again rubbed her head while grinning.

Alisha did not know what to say about Riski's behavior. So this man followed Bi Sumi like a stalker only to know where he lived.

"But Alisha, actually I want to say that the number you used to give was wrong."

"Wrong?"

"Yes, you're typing your husband's number instead of yours."

"Oh .. Yes, it was my husband's, and I purposely gave him the number so that if you had any need you could pass him."

Riski boughtak, because it turns out Alisha did not give the wrong number but rather deliberately. "So it was intentional, huh?"

Alisha nodded slowly.

From here Riski only realized that the words of the man who claimed to be Alisha's husband yesterday were real. He stood up and stood up. Riski walks lethargic outside the house. Dismissed all hope of his first love.

Though astonished, but Alisha let Riski go. He went back to the kitchen and continued cooking with Bi Sumi.

The night before the break, Alisha took the time to open the package she got last day. Alisha's eyes patterned perfectly to see the goods sent by Salwa.

More distrust with the words written on the card.

'Have fun'. As soon as the message is sent. Very short but meaningful.

Several times he saw clearly what he himself was confused to call it. Clothes or not, Alisha doesn't know. Because according to him the definition of clothing is a fabric used as a body cover. While this object in his hand, could not perform that function at all. Although both can be used, but if you wear gifts from Salwa it is like not wearing anything.

Alisha put the gift from Salwa just like that on the bed and rushed to find her cellphone. Search for the name of his best friend and immediately press the call icon.

"Assalamualaikum," said Alisha as soon as the call was connected.

Across the street Salwa answered the greetings and then giggled. As if knowing the reason Alisha suddenly called her at night.

"God!" peekkik Alisha's.

"Why did you get the package?" Salwa was unable to stop her laughter.

"That's what you sent? I don't know how to wear it."

Salwa is getting worse there.

"That's a gift from me. I'm sorry, you were married I haven't had time to give you a gift so I sent it. How to wear it yes just wear it like you wear a nightgown, as easy as Alisha. But, wear it right there's your husband at home, yeah." Salwa tried to hold back the laughter.

"God!" pekik Alisha again.

"Good, right, kadona? I'm sure you'll be moved because I'm the most understanding." Salwa ignore Alisha's protest. It was good to tease his best friend.

"Guaranteed your husband will be the clamps you wear it," continued Salwa.

"I don't want to wear that!" reject Alisha firmly.

"Why?"

The baritone voice that Alisha was very familiar with made her turn her head.

"Maos ..."

Arsya did not answer. He pulled Alisha's hair and kissed her on the neck. His hands were instantly coiled around the slender waist of the wife.

Makes Alisha no longer remember if she was calling Salwa. The hand that had been raised was holding the phone suddenly down, ignoring Salwa there.

"Alisha ... hello ... Alisha, you're beating me, aren't you?" salwa shouted there because her words were not responded to.

"When are you coming home?"

Arsya ignored Alisha's question. He prefers to enjoy the fragrant aroma through the neck of the wife.

It's outside the plan. Arsya was supposed to be home tomorrow, but the man forced Jimmy home after the show was over. He just wants to rest at home, no more need to stay at the hotel. There is also the intention to surprise Alisha.

It turned out to be just in time. It is not wrong to go home early. When Arsya secretly enters the room to surprise Alisha, he does not find his wife in bed. There was lingerie on the bed. There's a greeting card there, too. Arsya read it briefly as she put a smile on her lips.

She looked around and found Alisha on the balcony calling someone. No doubt Arsya was approaching.

"I want to see you wear it" whispered Arsya in the ear. The guy even bit a little there.

Alisha bought it even though Arsya could not see it. She turned her body to face her husband. Then he looked at the bed where he had put the origin of the gift from Salwa.

"Wear, yes," Arsya said.

Alisha speechless. Considering her husband's request.

However, ten minutes later he was out of the bathroom wearing a gift from Salwa.

Shame .. yes, she, shy. Therefore Alisha covered it with bathrobe when out.

Arsya who was waiting in the singles smiled happy to see Alisha who was still shy. He also picked up the wife who did not dare to step.

Right in front of Alisha, Arsya stopped. He looked down at Alisha from top to bottom. The one being stared at kept bowing.

Slowly Arsya pulled the bathrobe rope that covered his wife's body. Then slowly open the body cover.

Arsya is really spoiled with the look of Alisha wrapped in gifts from Salwa. The black color that is so contrasted with the smooth skin of the wife makes Arsya not want to turn away.

There is regret that infiltrates the heart. Why did not it take the thought to give the same gift as Salwa sent.

Ah ... Stupid Arsya.

"You look so beautiful, Honey." Arsya grabs Alisha's chin to look up.

There is no time to regret. Because the night is still long to waste. The heaven of the world awaits him, with all the promised pleasures.