FRIEND OR HUSBAND

FRIEND OR HUSBAND
Fall asleep



"Mom..where are you coming home?" Ask Rayhan.


"It was 4 o'clock honey." The answer.


"Mom. I'm gonna take a shower first yeah." He said, leaving his mother.


"Yes, there's a bath, you've smelled of acem but the most handsome of my son's. He said, Letting go of his embrace.


Rayhan went into his room, on the second floor measuring approximately 8×5 m wide, AC, a large bed with strong teak wood carving ornaments, and, on the right side there is a sleeping lamp table, and on the left there is a dressing table with a mirror, and a large 3-door wardrobe, in front of the bed there is a sofa, and a TV attached to the wall. Devinisi rooms are so luxurious and comfortable neatly arranged and clean.


Snatch a towel from the closet, and enter the bathroom that is no less luxurious. Measuring 3×5 M in size, there is a shower, there is a large battup, there is a mirror, a wassink, and a shelf that contains various types of soap, and shampoo, also a toothbrush, and, and toothpaste neatly arranged in place.


Filling the warm water, in the battup with a little refreshing lavender-scented liquid soap, Rayhan relaxes his body soaking in the battup. While rubbing his body with soap, then finish it by brushing his teeth.


After the shower, Rayhan wore a comfortable casual dress, his handsome face and smooth white skin. Looks like a teenager, even though his age has stepped on the number 25 years. Then he went down the stairs to meet his mother.


"Mom.mom's... Am come in mom." Call Rayhan.


"I'm here, my son." Reply Mother.


"Ooh .... Mom what you cook?" Ask Rayhan.


"Mama cook beef rib soup and spagethi honey."


"Heem. It looks good, I want to eat Mom." Pinta Rayhan who immediately pulled up the chair, sat down casually and savored his meal voraciously.


"Mom.I went to Mr. Bernad Dorman's house." Rayhan.


"Are you familiar with it, as your future father-in-law is son?" Ask Mama.


"Not yet mom. But if the same child already knows mom." Rayhan.


"Know where? Where have you met?" Ask again.


"He's the same college I'm mom, at the same University." Answer Rayhan.


"Why is that a coincidence, son? It looks like you're really making a fool out of that kid." He smiled happily.


"Try telling me, the beginning of meeting until you can come to his house." Pinta Mama is enthusiastic.


Finally, Rayhan recounted everything, the beginning of an uneasy meeting with the girl, then becoming a Substitute Lecturer. He hit the girl's car in the parking lot that is now still in the workshop. Then he drove the girl home and stopped by her house, and met Nurlaila's mother.


"But Mom.. Doesn't look like she's ready to get married yet?" Rayhan lirih.


"Whaat. did you say ?" Ask Mama.


"That's okay Mom." Answer Rayhan.


"I'll wait for her, until she's ready to marry Mom. We'll be friends first, get to know each other more closely just got married." Obviously Rayhan expressed his wish, and smiled sweetly.


"In that case, ok! honey." His hands rubbed Rayhan's back.


"Ooh yes Mom, Ibu Nurlaila send greetings. Make Papa also send greetings he said." Rayhan.


"Saturday tomorrow, we'll be at her house, won't Mom?" Ask Rayhan.


"Looks like son next week! If tomorrow is Saturday there is an inauguration event for the new company that Papa you hold. Mama's going to attend, you're going to have to come, there are many Papa colleagues who are invited to work together." Clearly Mama.


"Okay, then I'll come, Mom." Rayhan.


Rayhan finished his dinner, which he was about to enter his room, passing by his Papa who had just returned from the office.


"Hey.. Dude... ! Where are you going?" Papa Sayapa's.


"Mr... ! Miss u pap." Hugged his Papa tightly.


"I miss u too dude." Reply Papa.


"Well, it seems that since coming to Indonesia, it's always been busy coming home at night?" Rayhan asked as he let go of his embrace.


"Yes, dude. Papa opens a new company in Indonesia, let the one in the Netherlands run by uncle mu dude." Evidently.


"Father, believe in it altogether uncle." Rayhan.


"Okay, then. I went to the room first, Dad." Her cheek, while kissing her Papa's cheek.


"Yes dude... !


In the room, Rayhan lay down his body on the mattress, he grabbed his phone on the nightstand, while glancing at the clock.


"*M**still at 21:00. Still not so late, I tried to chat him just*." Mumbled.


Prospective husband: "Asalamu'alikum, dear... have you slept yet?


Wife-to-be : "Wa'alaikum salam..not yet Brother."


Husband-to-be: "What's going on?"


Wife-to-be: "Morning to sleep, but not yet able to sleep!"


Husband-to-be: "Why can't you sleep? you must have missed out on the same big brother, so you can't sleep yet." Emot smile.


Wife candidate: "Aish.. At once, this brother! I'm not sleepy yet, brother."


Husband-to-be: "Do you sleep fast?"


Wife-to-be: "Yes, I want to."


Prospective husband: Shadow Big Brother's face, then close your eyes, then bring Big Brother to your beautiful dream." Emot laughing.


There was no reply from the girl. Rayhan chuckled at his HP screen, which had no reply from the girl.


"She must be upset, so she doesn't reply anymore." Mumbled.


"Let me call." Bathinnya.


Rayhan began to shift the screen of his phone, and sought contact with the name of the future wife.


Yes. tuut.. tuut.. ! Rayhan Calling's.


"Assalamua'laikum, Hello.. What else is it?"


"Wa'alaikumsalam, don't jutek it dong. Don't meet, hang on the phone, juteknya just make gemes."


"Bodo is very."


"Ha. ha.. ha.. ! Why don't you have the last big brother chat?"


"Males, end of sibling dreadlocks."


"Big brother, big brother really yesterday before going to bed, remember your face, your jutek, adorable, then dream of you until Big Brother fell asleep."


"Hallo.. Why are you quiet, baby?"


"Yes, Brother! I'm starting to get sleepy, brother. I slept first, brother."


That's.. ! Phone connection disconnected.


"Aiish. The boy just turned the phone off." Rayhan grumbled with a smile of his own, then he closed his eyes while imagining the girl's face and finally slept.


Meanwhile, Ashafa was still silent sitting on the mattress, staring at the screen of his phone.


"For the Lecturer, I think his words continue." Mumbled slowly.


Finally, Ashafa lay down his body on the bed, he tried to close his eyes, instead the face of the lecturer appeared, and he also opened his eyes again.


"Shiits. Why did the face of the lecturer appear? Have I started to lose control, or am I starting to like it, huh.. ?" Thinking not believing.


"Maybe I try to sleep again deh, bodo very much if the face of the Lecturer appears again, the important thing is I can sleep." Bathinnya.


And Ashafa began to close his eyes, and again the face of the Lecturer appeared. Then he fell asleep and dreamed of his Prince.


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