Feel It in Your Heart, My Husband
CHAPTER 11
Husna stared at the red Lamborghini coming out of the yard of the house he lived in, and the woman knew who was in the car. What is certain is her husband and her affair.
After their departure, Husna came out of the room. He walked towards the front door and locked it from the inside.
The woman knew that Mikail must have brought the key before she left the house. If you wear a double key from the inside. Then it will be guaranteed that the man will not be able to go inside. She wanted to teach her husband a lesson.
After making sure the front, back and side doors are locked. Finally the woman walked into the guest room. He began to turn on the AC, then lay his body on the soft bed that was there. He thought, to enjoy this luxurious house first.
It didn't take long for Husna to finally enter the dreamland.
A few moments passed. In the early hours of the morning the car that came out finally returned to the trunk. A man came out from there, he walked while reaching into his pants pocket. Look for things you can use to open the door.
After finding the key, he immediately put it in its place. Twist and press that thing repeatedly. But until several tries, his efforts never yielded results.
"Is this broken?"
Mikail went back to doing the same thing, and the results remained nil.
"Tok, tock, tock,"
The man decided to knock.
"Dick, open my door!"
"Of course, open the door!"
"Dick"
"Tok, tock, tock,"
Still, his efforts failed.
The woman inside did not answer.
""Dick duck. He must have intentionally attacked me."
Mikail sat on the front door step.
"Where am I going at this hour."
The man grumbled as he ruffled his hair. He saw the watch in his hand was already pointing at 2 am.
"Okay duck, tomorrow I'll teach you a lesson."
The man got up, walked towards the car. He had no choice, so he slept there.
"Tok, tock, tock,"
Mikail's faint ears caught a sound that made her wake up from her short sleep.
Slowly but surely, the man opened his eyes.
"Dick?"
He sat down, the shadow of last night's events immediately flashed in his mind.
"Eh, you're ya."
Mikail who just got out of the car, immediately pulled Husna's arm, he twisted and pushed his wife's body and leaned into the car.
"Aww, it hurts." Husna grinning.
The man did not care, he even squeezed both arms of Husna more tightly, pressing his body to stick to the wife. So that the woman cannot move.
"Let's know what it's like to be sick? How dare you lock me up in my own house. Not self-conscious! Have you been hitchhiking here, continue to be powerful again, who are you?"
Mikail shouted right at Husna's ears with emotion.
"Clues."
"Ahk."
This time a groaning came out of the man's mouth in front of Husna. He was seen grimacing holding onto his shin which had just been kicked by his wife.
"Before Mas accuses me, it's good to look at it first. If you ask who I am? I am your cousin who has been your wife for 2 weeks. And as to why the door was locked, all that I did for the security of this house. After locking the door I went to sleep until I didn't hear anyone calling. Anyway I didn't know that Mas went out because I didn't say goodbye to him. So don't blame me for this!"
Mikail who was still prancing endured the pain, reopened her voice.
"Eh duck where are you going? Our business is not done."
The man's screams were ignored by Husna.
"Hey, come back here! how can you leave without my consent. What kind of wife are you?"
Mikail kept shouting. But the woman who was on her maki looks relaxed walking towards the streets. There was already a car waiting for him and it was an online taxi service.
"Suckers! Look at it later, I'll make the same calculation lo."
Cursed the man as he walked into the house.
The first thing to do after entering the house is to go to the dining table. Because the man was feeling very hungry.
Sleeping overnight in the air outside can make his stomach hungry quickly.
When he got there his eyes rounded to see some of the menus that were already available on the table.
"I think, He deliberately provides delicious cuisine like this, so that I will forgive his mistakes. But still it's not worth it, because you've made me a mosquito meal out there."
Mikail muttered while swallowing her food.
"But by the way, where did he go so early? Ah bodo. Where the cake is, it's none of my business. Why are you so busy taking care of him."
His mind began to think of Husna, though his lips tried to brush it off.
"Alright Husna, from tomorrow you can teach here. And your subject is Islamic Religious Education. So, welcome to join may you be at home teaching here."
A somewhat stocky woman reached out to Husna.
Husna who had just been accepted to work at a Kindergarten immediately gave her beautiful smile. He immediately returned a helping hand from the headmaster's mother with a carefree heart.
"Thank you buk, I hope I can be a good role model for children. Please guide buk, so that later I can run all this well."
Husna said with a smile still engraved on her lips.
"Then let me introduce you to another teacher."
Said the headmaster as he led Husna walking towards the teacher's room.
Meanwhile somewhere else.
"Tumben lo Mika, this new clock nongol."
Dodi, his friend Mikail, suddenly came by patting the man's back gently.
"Gara dikit nih. My time is locked outside. I slept in the car all night, had a lot more mosquitoes. I suffered a lot last night." Mikail spoke with an annoyed face.
"Hahahhaha, Wah garang also ya Lo wife,"
Said Dodi while laughing.
"Fuck lo! Not worried about me. What friend is your enemy?"
Mikail who was already upset now looks more emotional.
"Sorry Bro But I think your wife is really fierce,"
Add Dodi while passing away leaving the man earlier.
"Damn it, why did I get bullied?"
The man rubbed his hair.
Mikail felt that Husna was not the type of woman who was easily bullied. Even after he had done that cruel thing, he still did not shed tears.
"Hm, you're a pretty heavy duck opponent. But, I'm not giving up."
He's got his own beard.
TB
