Dusk In Eye Pelupuk

Dusk In Eye Pelupuk
New rival



The presence of little boy Enda, like a breeze that cools the day of a Jena. For some reason, he felt a sense of warmth after meeting the little boy.


"The aunt's eyes are beautiful" he said after lingering views with Jena.


"really? but your eyes are prettier" said Jena menoel end of Enda's nose funny.


"Oh no! I'm not a pretty aunt, I'm a man. Father said, a man should not be said to be beautiful, if he said handsome is new," the boy folded his hands on his chest, as if being sulky at being said beautiful by Jena.


A smile so wide rose on Jena's face, so funny an innocent attitude of an Enda, made her forget those who were looking at her interaction with Enda.


"Alright," Jena pinched softly both of Enda's cheeks"You're very handsome, the most handsome in the world."


Do you know, jealousy is so irrespective of place, even age. The warm attitude that Jena gave to Enda, made the day someone pinched, in a jealous stop.


Agam throbbed without a sound, turning his face away from the sight of his wife with the little boy"Haish!!! what knowledge Enda has, they just met, but Jena immediately liked it," grumbled his heart annoyed.


If only time could be invited to work together, Jena would be very happy to be able to spend more time with Enda. Ben took Enda away from the beach residence, the little boy was about to be delivered to his place to learn to teach iqro.


"Thank you for the candy, auntie," the little hand received some orange candy. Hands so small, Jena really anxious to always hold it.


"Beloved together," on his swab gently shoots Enda's head.


And how happiness Jena grew when Enda reciprocated Jena's gentle treatment by pulling her fingers, saying goodbye while kissing Jena's hands solemn"Enda went home first yes."


"Yes, be careful handsome."


Seeing Agam who repeatedly rubbed his nape, making Gibran very happy not kepalang. He very well knows the behavior of Agam while being restless, rubbing the nape does not itch many times, that is what his best friend always did.


Riding his father's matic motorcycle, Enda waved as a sign of farewell to them, especially to Jena, perhaps. Because the boy kissed Jena.


"Ckckckc..stay home, why should there be a kiss floating too!," Agam quickly turned around, not like Jena who looked at the departure of Enda until it slowly disappeared.


"Hahaha, you're jealous of Enda," without further ado, Gibran immediately pointed at Agam.


"No! he's just a little boy, why should I be jealous of him" he said, waltzing into the cafe's kitchen, opening the fridge and then drinking cold mineral water.


Jena gave a small smile, her smile became more and more when Gibran nudged his arm"See, if being jealous, more adorable Agam what is Enda?."


The woman did not give an answer, she just laughed until her nose cleared.


Instead of going to the husband leaning against the wall of the drink counter, Jena returned to the book room and continued her activities.


Highlight the eyes of Agam follow the shadow of the wife, the level of jealousy is increasingly becoming when Jena does not come to him. Did Agam defeat Enda? oi!! as Agam said, Enda was only a little boy, not a match for himself to be envied. As a husband who passed through various obstacles to take the heart of his wife, Agam felt a signal of danger since the presence of Enda. How not, the boy caught Jena's attention a few seconds since their first meeting.


"Don't tell me he's fallen in love at first sight with the little boy" he sis Agam returned to drinking cold mineral water.


Dancing on Agam, Gibran looks very happy to see the beauty of a Agam.


"Say you're the winner of a three-man rivalry. You, God, and Rio," Gibran chanted sitting in front of the counter.


When she turned to face Gibran, she knew it was definitely not a good thing to say this fucknat brother-in-law.


"But you know there's still sky above" Gibran's laugh on his face was very annoying. Agam grimly then turned his back to Gibran, staring at the sea with small waves rolling each other.


"Hey.you are jealous, I know very well," said Gibran again, poking Agam's back with a chopstick.


"Shelf!," Agam quickly turned and grabbed a chopstick"Don't just assume.


"Huffpphh," almost exploding, Gibran held back his laughter so that Agam would not sulk more.


Apparently, Jena peeked at them from the book room. Oh...so like that Agam's behavior while sulking, funny howling!. Indeed, Enda was adorable, but responded to Gibran's question earlier.In the eyes of Jena Agam who sulked a little more adorable than Enda.


"Mas Agam," he said back in a position tidying up his desk. It was as if he was not peering at the behavior of his husband and sister in the kitchen cafe.


"Shut up! I will swear you in the next life to be born a sissy," sizzled Agam as he brushed off the chopsticks in his hand.


"Didih..waving dong, amit-amit O Allah," quickly Gibran knocked the counter and his head alternated.


Immediately, Agam brought himself to meet his wife"Yes, why darling?," the smile was so warm, though sulking he did not look restless in front of Jena.


"Hemmm..," rolled her eyes, Jena was thinking hard.


A slight tilt of the head looked at the wife "Say, what are you thinking."


There was a little laugh of a Jena, so beautiful that it made Agam spontaneously rub his cheek gently"What's the matter?," he asked in a very soft tone.


"Where are you learning to teach?."


Oh, so the woman is still thinking about the boy Enda??? Agam clenched his lips tightly.


"Come on," he said briefly.


"Oho! what's with that face? you seem to be lying, husband!."


Agam switch down the shelf that has been filled with books"Really, I do not know where Enda learned to teach," he said without returning the gaze of two chocolate beads Jena.


"Cem-bu-ru," Gibran whispered the word from the direction of the kitchen. Makes little Jena's heart tickle amused.


"Honey," said Jena slowly.


Then he turned around, went back to Jena who was still sitting at his desk"Who are you calling, baby? as I recall, you rarely call me dear."


Jena pursed her lips while holding back a laugh.


"ah! i recall. Didn't you just call Enda dear? the boy had gone to Jenaira" he said, playing a wooden pencil lying in front of Jena.


"Yes, I know that handsome Enda is home. It's just you and me, and if not you, to whom I call affection" Jena's eyes glanced at Gibran, there's no way I'm calling that rancid bitch a darling."


"So, that was your dear call to me, sorry, after hearing you called Enda affectionately, I thought you weren't calling me."


Is clear! very clear. The handsome priest was jealous because Jena called her dear Enda, also mentioning the handsome boy Enda.


Jena stood up, immediately hugging tightly to her husband's tall body, her shoulders seemed to shake yet without a sound. Panic, is his wife crying???


"Darling! are you crying?" the man pulled Jena's body, but the wife's hand that was wrapped around her waist was tight.


"Jenaira, baby! sorry if I make you sad. It's okay if you want to call Enda affectionately, or, say she's better-looking than I am" the man's voice sounded very worried. He became even more panicked as Jena's body trembled.


More powerfully, Agam released a tight hug of Jena on his body. Instead of crying like Agam thought, Jena was laughing. The woman's face was red like a boiled crab because it held her laughter so as not to make a sound.


There was the sound of Agam's breath of relief"Oh Allah, I thought you were crying because I insinuated your attitude towards Enda."


Jena also laughs curled up, in order to minimize the sound of his laughter crisp, Jena covered her mouth with both hands"You are jealous of Enda."


"Ck! you're so fascinated by her! how am I not jealous," sizzled Agam taking a seat on the sofa.


"Well! finally you claim to be jealous" cried Gibran from the direction of the kitchen cafe.


Can not say anymore, a red face that spread to the earlobe, enough to describe how embarrassed Agam is today.


To be continued...


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