Chasing Brutal Girl Love

For wife's sake

" Dina, whose car is it...?" ask Mr. Hasan.

" Like Rifky's car, Dad." replied Medina assuredly.

" He came this late? Didn't Rifky tell you to pick you up tomorrow afternoon?"

" Then ask Rifky straight away, Dad."

Medina went into the terrace and found her husband sleeping on a long bench made of bamboo.

" Dad open the door first, you wake up Rifky told me to move into the room" said Mr. Hasan.

" Yes, Dad." replied Medina softly.

After Hasan entered the house, Medina approached Rifky who was sleeping soundly. Her husband must be exhausted after a long journey.

" sister... Rifky! Wake up, move inside." said Medina.

Rifky wriggled softly and then opened his eyes. The first face he saw was the beautiful face of the smiling wife.

" Dear, you just got home...?" rifky asked as he rose from his sleeping position.

" Yes, brother, why did he come home? He said tomorrow afternoon?"

" For the sake of my beautiful wife, whatever you're gonna do. You open the door first, brother wants to get the stuff in the trunk."

" It was opened with Dad."

" Help brother in the things to the house."

Rifky got up to his car and opened the trunk to pick up his groceries.

" So much shopping."

" Make stock one week ahead. You haven't had time to shop, have you?"

" Yes, I know that Dina hasn't been shopping."

" You didn't get the ATM card in my wallet, did you? What do you want to do shopping?"

Medina grinned with her stupidity that is often forgotten. Though it had been from a few days ago Rifky said it, but Medina always forgot.

Rifky arranged all raw food in the refrigerator while dry ingredients were stored in the closet. Both are compact without having to be in command.

" Dear, boil some water for a bath, huh? Big brother wants a warm bath." Pinta Rifky.

" Yes, Brother."

" Which father?"

" In the room maybe."

Mr. Hasan came out of his room shortly after changing his clothes. He smiled looking at his son and daughter-in-law who looked happy.

" Dad, haven't you slept?" ask Medina.

" Want to grab a drink first." replied Dad briefly.

" Where was Dad?" now Rifky asked.

" Just the same way Dina but until you forget the time." replied Mr. Hasan with a laugh.

They chatted while waiting for Medina to boil water for Rifky's bath. Unlike in the city that does not need to bother boiling water for bathing, just turn on the faucet.

" Sister, the water is boiling. Take it to the bathroom first, okay?" medina from the kitchen.

" Leave it there, baby. Later only brother who took him all the bath." said Rifky.

" You take a shower and keep resting, I want to sleep first." said Mr. Hasan.

" Yes, Dad." said Rifky.

Rifky went into the room to get a towel. Medina followed him into the room to change into her pajamas.

" Dear, you don't have clothes here?" ask Rifky.

" It doesn't seem to exist, brother. At home, Jamal a lot."

" Huft... It's almost midnight time' want to go there?"

" I'll see Seno sleeping or not."

Medina activated her phone and then saw when Seno's phone was last active. He smiled when he saw the active just five minutes ago. He immediately sent a message to Seno to get a change of clothes in Rifky's room.

" Sister, Dina get a change of clothes in front."

" Not taking a shower, baby?"

" What the hell! Take a shower there."

Rifky clutched his wife's body tightly from behind. Not even a day they separated, but the longing was already too deep.

" I miss you, baby." said Rifky.

" Bath keep resting, brother. It's almost midnight." said Medina softly.

" Hhh.. okay." Rifky immediately took off his embrace and picked up the cupboard towel.

" grand_..."

" Hmm..."

" You haven't kissed me since you got home." - Medina.

" grand_..."

Medina almost shouted loudly if only Rifky did not quickly silence her mouth with a kiss.

" Don't yell, Daddy's resting." said Rifky softly.

Rifky stroked his wife's hair gently and kissed her whole face and ended up on her tiny lips which were always so opium to him.

" Sister shower first will continue." whispered Rifky.

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Medina wakes up when Adzan shubuh reverberates. Rifky was still asleep hugging himself very tightly as if he did not want to be left behind.

" Sister.wake up, it's morning." said Medina softly.

" A minute, baby. You're very warm hugged." murmured Rifky.

" Don't mode! Get to the mosque!"

" Salat at home, tired of going to the mosque."

" Say me males!"

It's not that Rifky doesn't want to go to the mosque, but he doesn't have a change of clothes. Last night Seno just took a casual dress to sleep.

" Dear, after praying Mas to Om Jamal's house for a while want to take clothes" said Rifky.

" So you want breakfast there?"

" No, I prefer my wife's beautiful cooking."

" What's it gonna be?"

" Make chicken soup, last night like my brother bought the ingredients."

" Yaudah, come home no later than six. You see, I'm half-seven already going to school."

" Yes, my dear."

After the Rifky prayer rushes to Om Jamal's house to take his work clothes and shower there.

" Assalamu'alaikum, Auntie." Rifky greeted aunt Mita in the kitchen.

" Wa'alaikumsalam, Rifky.. When did you come?" reply aunt Mita shocked.

" It's been last night, Auntie. It's just gonna take a change of clothes."

" Break breakfast here, huh?"

" Sorry, Auntie. It's not good for Dad that Rifky has breakfast here. Next time, huh? You see Dina was also cooking earlier."

" Yes, you should take care of your wife and in-laws. But meet Om you're in the room, he'll be angry - angry you came but didn't see him."

" Yes, Aunt. But it can not be long, because want to help Dina in order - clean the house for a while before returning to the city."

" When did you come back last night?"

" Dina stay here first, Auntie. Rifky's coming home tonight as usual."

" It's up to you, but take care of your health. The distance from here to the city is far, don't be too forced."

After talking with aunt Mita, Rifky went into Om Jamal's room just to say hello. They only talked for a while and Rifky went to his room upstairs to pick up some change of clothes to put in Medina's house.

" Dad, why do we have to be clean? You better get ready for work. Let Rifky finish it later." said Rifky when entering the yard of Mr. Hasan's house with a pile of clothes in his arms.

" You've been expelled with Jamal?" sahut Pak Hasan while laughing.

" No, Dad. Rifky last night from the office came straight back here, didn't have time to bring a change of clothes."

" Your clothes are neat, when to leave?"

" Nine o'clock, Dad. Helpin Dina in order - in order first just left. It's also gonna change shirts first."

" You guys aren't staying tonight?"

Mr. Hasan's words implied a sadness hidden tightly behind his smile. Rifky could not bear to see her in-laws were sad.

" Look at Rifky's schedule in the office first, Dad. If you can get home quickly, Rifky will come back here. Dina stayed here for a while so she could accompany me."

" It doesn't need to be like that, your work must be a lot. You can get sick if you have to come home every day. Just take Dina to town."

" Rifky's actually preparing a surprise for Daddy's daughter, so for the time being let Medina stay."

" It's up to you how good it is."

While he was busy talking to his father-in-law, the wife was already behind his waist at the door.

" dad... Sister...! Breakfast, don't hanker...!"

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TB

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