Are You Happy?

Masssss. I want that..

A bright morning after my shahdu night came the sound of sparrows squealing,

uppss I wake up bad luck, eh son has not yet woke up, usually he woke up early, what an understanding child.

I immediately went out into the kitchen, I saw that Desi was awake and cooking, she glanced at me and cleared her throat

Ehem...

''is what the hell de?"

''rich manten aja bang bad luck'' chirps Desi while smiling smirk mocking me

''I'm just a soy sauce de, what do you think?'' I'm embarrassed at the tease my sister feels caught wet, ''what are you cooking de?" what do you need to help with?'' I switched the conversation because of the embarrassment in the continuing seduction

''it's finished cooking me, rice in ricecooker is also ripe''' he pointed to his cooking that has been arranged at the dining table

''yes, I took a shower first, before my son woke up''' I went into the bathroom, happened to have brought a change of clothes all fitting out of the room.

When I finished the bath I saw my husband and son fitting in once was opening the door of the room and out

''Son is awake, here is the same shower mama''

''Let the son take a bath with father aja ma, you ready our clothes aja''mas Rashid bring the son to the bathroom and shower together with him

''Yes well, take a clean bath yes father son''

''iya dong ma, bath time is not clean''

after everyone took a bath we gathered at the dinner table for breakfast, and the son was still in his father's arms while eating, as his husband was wanting to spoil his son

''Later in the afternoon we go home yes ma''' mas Rashid persuaded me to go home, in fact I have also intended to go home this afternoon, because my intention here is just to avoid him because of the misunderstanding, but now there is no problem anymore so I want to go home too ''iya mas'' I replied

''Kok already want to go home anyway, he said kaka want to learn to ride a motorbike'''sela Desi

''Oh yes mas, I want to be able to ride my own motorbike, Desi want to teach me how to ride a motorcycle?'' I got confused between going home or learning to ride a motorcycle

''Dad can also teach mama to ride a motorcycle, or if you want to be taught Desi yes stay later Desi nyamperin you continue to go to study deh, do you want to learn where?"

''in the field just learn it first, so it is safer, later if you can live learning directly on the road''sahutku

''yes, tomorrow I am samper kaka to learn, but later the same son who if we learn to ride the bike, we can not take the son, danger'' cried Desi

''Let the son of the same father first while you study, you should study it in the morning so as not to be hot in the field, and after that only the father went to the field''

''okay good if that'' we agreed.

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tomorrow I properly learn to ride a motorcycle, and my sister taught me painstakingly, indeed my sister's body is taller and more contained than me even though I am her brother but her body is more appropriate if she is my brother wkwkwk, wkwkwk, and also our age is only 3 years different.

finished learning my bike at home by my sister and will continue again tomorrow learning.

A week later I was really good at riding motorcycles, from Desi's matic motorbike even to Rashid mas motorcycles that use gears or sometimes called teeth, this is not a human tooth yes, this is not a human tooth, but a motor gear, usually consisting of four teeth, is, large-strength gears are located on one and two teeth usually used for climbing roads and three and four teeth are used for flat roads and very fast speeds.

Desi has returned to the city of Bandung to work again, while the motorbike he left at my home, he said, he asked me to heat his bike occasionally if it wasn't in use and let me wear it if I wanted to and needed it at any time, but I limit myself from wearing my sister's stuff I'm afraid of ruining it by accident later

So I wear it only occasionally if I go to a stall a little far away, but I am diligent to warm up the machine every morning,

Desi said she would come home once every three months even if she could only take a week off at home, she said her employer was a Korean living in Indonesia because of work, so every three months her employer would come back to Korea to see her family, and at that time I could go home, she said, the salary given by the employer is quite large but is worth the task very much and all must be perfect and minimal mistakes, if you accidentally make a mistake then you will be rewarded or cut the salary, but basically they are good employers, and I feel grateful for that.

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Two months have passed

Night is always a time of quality time for me and my husband when we sit together while eating snacks and watching television, joking together

after the incident of not wearing that time now Rashid mas more open to me, all expenses he discussed first with me, how much and what he will give to his first child also always he treated with me, there is no loophole for the stale doormat to take advantage of the narrowness to gain for himself, and the last word I heard was that she was divorced from her second husband and was close to someone who looked like her first ex-husband and maybe it was a Hendra, why could this A Hendra be entangled with that keket old widow? I was astonished and a little regretful as to why a Hendra was not looking for another woman alone, however, when I went to school, Mts a Hendra was always good to me so I did not want him to get hurt because of the sticky uler but what my day was.. I had no rights so I let them go

I also forgot not to tell the incident in the fat reef market at that time, let the Rashid mas do not know not to be a problem

I enjoyed this moment of peace, with Dena preoccupied with her new man and with Rashid's attitude that added more attention and affection to me and my son.

a week ago Rashid brought us to the market, bought new clothes for the Son and for me too, sandals and new bags for me, I was happy until I smiled all the way through, mas Rashid even held me affectionately without shame in the market, although I had heard a speech of people who said what not to be shy in the market, but as if Rashid did not care and he whispered to me, ''same-sex wife, yes, who is forbidden?'' and I was embarrassed to hear it

then I saw something that I had wanted for a long time and I pulled my husband's hand and whispered fondly, ''Masss.

''What ma? that one, huh? let's go there buy''' welcome Mas Rashid does not mind and I jump in joy while saying

''Asyeekk satay my favorite goat, buy two kodi ya mas''' whine again

''okay. let's buy satay''