He is Your Seed

Bringing Home Back

The state of the morning was still very dark, faintly heard someone opening the door. However, tired and sound sleep apparently made the only occupant in the house keep his eyes closed. The snoring that sounded very slow in fact did not make someone who had just arrived to know who was the person in his room. The lights that glow orange makes him choose to immediately relax the body without seeing the face that is in his room.

“Huamm...” strapping body that sleeps on his back even he hugs tightly.

“Bu, how does it smell different? Not wearing a handbody?” chirps that guy who turns out to be the husband of the owner of the house that Pram paid last night.

Silence, no answer. He was indifferent and raised one leg to embrace the wife who felt more dense and flat.

“Huh what because tired well? Yasudah is important meluk.” he said stupid.

Until the clock is pointed at six in the morning. A panicked scream occurred in that simple house.

“Who are you?”

“Pak, let me explain.” Pram tried to lower his face as the middle-aged man was about to hit him with a broom.

Don't want to listen to Pram. The middle-aged man also chose to rush out of the room looking for his wife.

“Bu? Mama! Where anyway? Ma! Sarmi!” He shouted to call the name of his wife.

Angry to see the wife who never came. The man pulled Pram's collar out of the room and pushed her out of the house.

“Go from here! Go!” The screech.

Pram was willing to go anyway he has got a bed tonight close to his wife.

“Heh...want where are you?” Call again.

“Go, Sir. You told me to go right?” Pram casually replied.

He feels innocent at the moment. He slept with the permission of the owner of the house by paying some money.

The commotion in front of Bu Sarmi's house seemed to wake some neighbors.

“Where is my wife? Who are you to dare to sleep in my house? Are you cheating on me with my wife? Answer!” The middle-aged man's anger boiled when he imagined the face of the man sleeping in his house turned out to be very handsome compared to him when he was young.

Not yet Pram answered, suddenly the voice of the figure who was looking for the husband earlier.

“Eh jeez...father, why get angry anyway? Sir, forgive my husband.” Ms. Sarmi looked down bad. For he has received the money with a heart of flowers.

“Bu, who is it? Mother from where? Is this how Mom does it? You came home tired Mother even wandering? Yes?” Ms. Sarmi shook her head.

His eyes turned to look at some neighbors until finally his gaze fell on a house that opened the last of the other houses.

There saw the Moon, Miss Rini and Lesti coming out the door.

“Bu, what's the matter?” ask Lesti.

“That's your husband, Moon.” The moon was focused on the man who was slightly covered by a neighbor who had been extraordinary.

Instantly the bending face of the Moon finally developed a smile.

“Eh Bu where are you going?” The moon followed the pace of Bu Rini's steps as her hands were held tightly by the kind woman.

“Oh so she's her husband the woman who sleeps at Bu Rini's house? So why is it in our house anyway, Mom? Are they husband and wife?” hearing the wife's explanation, the man eased his anger.

“Well where mom knows, sir. What matters is that you give money to Mom. Safe right?” The husband nodded his head.

“This is not his wife?” He also spoke again when he saw Bu Rini bringing the Moon into the crowd area of the neighbors.

“Iya, Sir. She's my wife.” replied Pram admitted.

The moon just kept quiet. All the neighbors stared in admiration at the two who looked mismatched.

“Beautiful and handsome.”.

“Iya, pity instead choose to stay here anyway? Surely his wife again fierce because pregnant tuh.”.

And there is much more that Moon and Pram hear from the neighbors.

“Mba, handsome husband like this don't get fierce. Many will be queuing.” One of the neighbors.

“Months of the night nyariin loh. Turns out to sleep here.” celetui Bu Rini suddenly made Pram face sparkling happy. The moon rounded her eyes in shock.

“Sayang..that means?” Pram without having time to continue his words suddenly just approached and hugged the Moon. He thinks he's got an apology for the moon looking for him last night.

Really Pram really happy. The neighbors also smiled to see it.

“Mas, please..”.

“Aaaa!” Just now the Moon wants to explain, but too happy to make Pram without permission directly carry the wife to the car.

He drove his car home again. It doesn't matter if the Moon wants to talk.

“Mas, please put me down.”

“Mas, please stop!”

“Mas Pram, please I don't want to go with you. I have to sell.” said Moon but Pram actually grasped the hand of the wife. One kiss landed on the Moon's back and tiny fingers.

“Stop, Month. Don't talk about anything. I am so happy to hear it.” It seems he did not expect after hearing Bu Rini talk, Pram felt sure if the wife was not as hateful as he had imagined so far.