Buying Wife

part#21

"Mba Entut's. Please, later if you go to the market buy me kedondong fruit yes."

"Yes, New. Make what?"

"I want to make rujak, in the refrigerator there is still bengkoang, so make nambukin. Oya, later please tell the others after work, we make a sound near the pool."

"Well, don't the madam ever have a cravings?" Tuti sparkling.

"Issha. Lah nah. I really like rujak, Mba Entut."

"Yes, it's okay, too, thank God. The Madam is the same, sir, for a long time married."

"It's been five months. Yes, I'm going upstairs first. Get ready to learn."

"What do you want in suguhin?"

"Euhmmmh. Mrs Lani is young, she usually likes salty snacks. Bring me my wikis in that closet."

"Yes, Madam."

Mahira ran a little while climbing the stairs. Tuti who saw it was worried. He with his floor said. "Be careful, Yes. Not good for the baby."

Mahira laughed loudly without caring for Tuti's screams. In the room that Putra used as a meeting place to participate special clients, Mahira learned. Very large room with complete facilities.

Mahira sat with the book in front of her. The pink pen that was in his hand was spinning up and down. His gaze was without pause with a small smile on his face. She felt a little amused and happy imagining herself actually pregnant. Tuti's words really got him to mind.

"Hayooo! early morning wander." Mrs Lani slammed the door. Mahira who was busy daydreaming was so surprised. Like getting off a roller coaster ride at full speed. That's how his heart is.

"Yes able. My heart is about to jump."

"Huhahah. Why are you daydreaming so early in the morning, young lady?"

Mahira did not answer. He was still fixing his chest that was so violently pounding.

"Come, we'll start learning. Don't dream on. Go soon!"

"It's noon, Mrs. Mrs, can we take a day off?" mahira Pinta.

"Why?"

"I want to go out for a minute. There's something I need to buy. Yeah, yeah, yeah ...."

"Sir Son?"

"I'll take responsibility if he gets angry. He was never angry and would not refuse when I asked for something. So, for this it must be safe too."

"Mr ...."

"Come on, don't think national. Bald later. Yuuu ...."

Mahira dragged the arms of her teacher whose age was not riveted far away. Mahira immediately called him a driver to drive them.

Throughout the journey Mahira did not stop smiling. His face looked bright. He hoped that what Tuti said would come true. That she was really pregnant. He also hopes that the late mens this month after his menstrual cycle, are signs that can make him happy. Lani just smiles to see Mahira even though she herself does not know what causes Mahira to be involved happily.

"Sir, we're going to the pharmacy."

"Yes, Madam."

"Relighted? you sick?"

"No. See what I want to buy. Hihi." Mahira smiled happily again.

Arriving at the pharmacy. Mahira and Lani get out of the car. They both went in. After hearing what Mahira said to the pharmacist, Lani laughed happily. Her face now blushed as Mahira showed that respect right on her face.

"May the result be positive. Aamiin's."

"Aamiin's."

"Are we going to go home and study?"

"No. I suddenly miss my husband. He he - he."

"aaah. I understand."

"Let's just wait. He's not in the office."

"Don't! just give me a surprise. How's it?"

"Well, yeah. We see, Mr Son surprised or not? he's upset or would love to see his wife in his office."

Mahira's face looked grim. He was worried to hear Lani's words. He himself knows exactly how the Son feels about him. Mahira was afraid that the Son would not be happy and would be angry. What else an office person no one knows the status of Son except Wiwin. That is why the Son never wears a wedding ring when he goes to work.

"Loh, why? how did it suddenly become that brackets?"

"It's okay. I'm just afraid I'll bother him."

"Ck! lah not. The son must have seen his cute wife floating him to the office."

"No, it's not that. I want to shop. Let's just go to the supermarket, how?"

"alright. I'm beautiful I'm reckless."

"Ha ha." the two laughed out loud. After marriage, Lani is indeed the only friend Mahira has. A really good teacher who understands himself. It was Lani who taught him to use a cell phone when Putra bought him a super expensive phone for Mahira.

They arrived before Azan Zuhur reverberated. Like a pair of friends who will hang out, they both walk giggling.

"Will Mrs ride?" bargain Mahira while thrusting a large trolley. He recalled last month while shopping, Mahira got into the trolley and Putra pushed him. Mahira said that the Son should not be ashamed because their actions are not a sin. The son can only be silent and submissive even though his embarrassment cannot be eliminated.

"Got ah! shame on you, rich little boy."

"Eh, but I'm riding. My husband pushed her."

"Well, sir the son is besides handsome and well-established, he is also loving. Looks like she really loves you."

"I hope so too, yes yes even .. ah! stop, forget! let's go shopping. Just take whatever Mrs wants. I'll pay."

"Well, this is what makes me happy. Ayooo!"

They walked down every hallway. Choose their own needs. Laugh together and joke together. Ignoring the other visitors who occasionally stared at them as the sound of laughter so boomed.

"I'm kebelet. Wait a minute, yeah."

"Yes, Mrs. Just relax. Find me to the meat and fish section huh." Mahira yells.

"Well ..." he symbolizes the hand from a distance.

Mahira pushed the trolley that was already almost full of joyous feelings. His face was always adorned with an unrelenting smile. The trolley wheel stopped. The smile disappeared slowly upon seeing a figure that was no stranger to him anymore.

His face smiled again and he again pushed his trio intending to approach the Son. Just two steps away, Mahira stopped again.

A woman approaches the Son holding a trolley. The woman put in the things she was carrying.

"It's good, isn't it? it looks fresh."

"Just enter. You can cook with yellow sauce. I like it so much."

"Well, what else should I buy. Uhh! let's go over there. I want to buy fish eggs too." The woman pushed the trolley that the Son was holding. Realizing the Son and the woman were walking towards him, Mahira rushed away. He turned his body and directly pushed his trolley. He accidentally hit someone who was standing behind him.

"Dw! Sorry, sorry, I didn't accidentally."

"Woillie! be careful when you walk. It hurts." anyway."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, Mom. I'm sorry." Mahira nodded her head.

"Ishhhh! sorry, sorry, das–."

The man did not continue his sentence as soon as he saw Mahira shed tears."

"Astagahhh. I'm the one you hit why are you crying? you brat!"

"Sorry, I'm really sorry. I was not intentionally," said Mahira interrupted Isak crying. He still looked down with a roar of tears rising rapidly.

"Mas, that's his wife why is she crying?" ask any mother who happens to pass by.

The man glared in shock.

"Wei. Don't cry. Shame people think you cry because of me. Why cry too? I'm not gonna report you to the police. That's ...."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Yes, yeah. Huh, ah! bodo very if you want to cry until tomorrow as well. The man left Mahira who was still crying.

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