Give me back my happiness

Misquen.

The days are just passing by. Gaka and Hania have been living in their new home for a week. Hania looked even more excited. The morning routine was quite busy, even so the woman looked happy.

Every morning prepare breakfast, make coffee and wake up Gaka who is very difficult to wake up. Then, prepare clothes to the office. And if there is still time, he will garden for a while to plant a variety of flowers and vegetables.

"Mas, wake! You can be late for the office." Hania beat Gaka's body with a bolt. The man hiding his head under the pillow did not move at all.

"Mas! Astagfirullah, this is the guy what kebo anyway! It's hard to build every day!" irked Hania. "For a long time bosen also woke you up every day," he murmured.

"Gue just brushed dawn. Let me sleep for another hour" said Gaka, who sounded like a murmur.

Not that Hania did not know that Gaka left last night and just came home at three in the morning. But he couldn't let Gaka go late to the office.

"An hour you'll be late for the office."

"Do not what. The meeting schedule was empty this morning. I can go in a little afternoon."

"There's a company leader like you, yeah, Mas." Hania shook her head. "Yes, it's up to you." He shifted his position a little.

"Yes, hello, Mas Al? I will soon be at the office. Okay, we'll meet you there."

"Yeah!!! How dare you call another man!!!" Gaka shouted furiously. He threw away the pillow that was on top of his head and immediately sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Ha ha ...." Hania laughed at Gaka's reaction.

Gaka rubbed his face, only to realize that Hania was just pranking him.

"Damn it! Do you know me?" hisses.

"If you don't do it first, you don't wake up. Anyway, you forgot I haven't bought a cell phone yet, how about calling Mas Al." Hania chuckles.

"Hey, don't call that destitute man in front of me! Make my ears hurt."

"A sick cup or a sick heart?" Hania increasingly mengedek Gaka. He laughed seeing the man nagging and grumbling in annoyance.

Gaka got up and went straight to the bathroom, still nagging and uttering all swearing.

Hania rushed to the dressing room to prepare because she also had to go to the office.

"Lo will have to be overtime" said Gaka.

"Why overtime? Today I don't have any overtime rations, Mom."

"Gue overtime, you also have to overtime."

They are currently in one car. If Gaka had no morning meeting, they would have gone to the office together. But if Gaka has a morning meeting scheduled, Hania will be among the private drivers.

"Just wait for me. Point!"

"Huh! Basic forger!" He threw a sideways look.

"Don't wait near the security guard post! Wait in the basement."

"Yes-yes."

In office.

"Han, wait!"

Hania stopped hearing Gea's voice calling out to her. The woman wearing the light brown crinkle pashmina turned her head, widening a smile for Gea.

"You've just arrived, too, Ge?" tanyanya.

"Yes, I just got stuck." Gea tried to return a smile despite being fed up. "Ohya, where were you yesterday?"

"Yesterday I went to the city park."

"Who's the guy?" Gea asked quickly making Hania turn her head.

"alone."

"Oh." Gea nodded. Without Hania knowing, the woman smiled cynically. 'Are you the same Gaka who lied to me!'

Nightfall.

As per the agreement, Hania waited for Gaka in the Basement. It had been ten minutes he had been waiting, but Gaka had yet to appear.

"Who is the fidelity?" Suddenly Gaka's voice answered. Hania turned around and instantly her forehead was wrinkled full.

Gaka has changed appearance. His office clothes had been removed and replaced with ordinary clothes. Black levis pants, white sneaker and white hoodie. Do not forget the hat and nose cover.

"I doubt it's you, Mas" said Hania.

"How doubt? Look, in front of you this is me." Gaka opened the mask that covered part of his face.

"Why has your appearance changed?"

"Udah, come on, let's unplug." Gaka pulled Hania's wrist.

"Mass ...!" pekik Hania's.

"Ups .. sorry, forgot." Gaka nodded and took off his handrails. They got into the car and the car sped off to the highway.

"We're going home, aren't we?" ask Hania.

"No. I'm going to take a walk first."

"Where? Don't be weird, Mas. I am still afraid to go when the sky is dark. I'm afraid of going rough again."

"Ssttt, you go with me. Whatever happens, I can't stop you. Just calm down."

"But ...." Hania remained tight-fisted even though Gaka said to convince her. He was still traumatized when Gea left him in the crowd. She was afraid that something Gaka could leave her too.

Before long Gaka's car stopped at a large store selling various types and brands of mobile phones. He invited Hania in.

"Welcome to Graha Cellular." An employee welcomed Gaka and Hania.

Gaka deliberately invites Hania to buy a cell phone outside the Mall, she does not want Gea or anyone can recognize her.

"Lo choose the phone you like" Gaka ordered.

"You don't have to buy me a cell phone. One more week I get a paycheck, I can buy my own cell phone." Hania refused.

"Freaky girl. Just choose which phone you don't want." Gaka sighed.

"You're like me to your women again, Mas" hissed Hania.

Gaka scratched his head, but he forgot his head was covered in a hat. As a result, the man only scratched his hat. "Oh!" He grunts.

"No. I am not the same as anyone. What's wrong, I'm your husband, want to buy you a cell phone? Let us communicate too. I mean well, Maesaroh. Now you're a little suudzon."

Hania smiled. "Sorry," he said.

"Yes, choose gih."

Hania nodded. "Later if I've received a salary, I'll change the money."

"If so, don't I buy dong?"

"You don't have to buy anything for me. I take this as a loan from you."

"Huft ...." Gaka let out a rough breath. "That's a rock, anyway," he murmured.

Hania wondered to the store clerk, and continued to pick out a few phones.

"This is it, Ma'am."

"Wouldn't you choose the latest? The design is beautiful and beautiful." The store clerk shows the latest phone in front of Hania.

"How much is it?"

"Fourty two million."

"Haaaah?!" Hania screamed in shock.

Gaka who was busy with his phone turned to pay attention to Hania.

"Don't that, Ma'am. I want it to cost two million."

"Huh, if it's rich, it's misquen!" said the store clerk turned sour. He already offers the latest phone at a high price, not only looking for a phone price of two million.