His wife, Mr Guru ?

Love you till the end

Arka was ready with his casual clothes, the suitcase he had put in his car.

For 2 hours the girl cried, her nose and eyes turned red like tomatoes.

"Dad ain't gonna be long, is it ? sole or tonight go home, right ?!" he said that he was laid in Arka's arms and wrapped his hands around Arka's neck. Dijapnya both eyes of Gale who was puffed with affection.

"Gale already want to be kaka, must be brave, can not cry, diligent school.jagain momy same grandpa who is in the stomach momy as long as father is gone."

"Hiks.hiks.." There was still crying, but the boy nodded.

Seeing the suitcase put in the car, this boy did not not know if his father would leave in a short time.

"How long ? sehali, two hali, three hali ?" the count shows his finger.

"You can count, then" Arka smiled, ruffled her son's hair and kissed his head for a long time.

"Gale wants to come with me !" again the boy was crying.

"Kaka Kaka Gale follow father, momy same grandpa for who is guarding. Grandma, opa, pretty oma too ? Gini aja, every after kaka Gale same momy solat isya, daddy video call. Nemenin kaka till bobok ?" bargain Arka, Gale nodded.

"Promise ?" Gale showed her pinky. Arka smiled and linked her pinky on the little pinky of her firstborn.

"God willing, now come down first" the arkite pinta lowered Gale from his sling.

"Be careful, take care of the conditions. Don't worry about your wife's children here, there are many people who take care of her" she said.

"Nggeh ma'am, take Shania. Mother also take care of the condition," replied Arka salim takzim to mother.

"Be careful Ka, if you're already nyampe at home kabari. Don't worry about Shania being with Gale here. Focus on your business to be finished quickly," said the father, Arka turned to reverent salim on father.

"Titip Shania, Gale, same Arka's mother, well," he replied.

"God, God," the father patted Arka on the back.

"Ka, take care of your health. Later there will be Yeni with her husband who accompanied there, so if there is nothing to ask for help," said the mother.

"Yes, thanks for everything." Arka salim takzim on mother.

Now Arka faced off with his mischievous wife, the mother of his children, staring at Shania long ago who had begun to linger.

"I'm not an easy target to get into, you're not my type,"

"Effort as hard as you can, as hard as you try to endure, as hard as I will resist,"

"I accepted the marriage and marriage of Shania Cleoza Maheswari bint Malik Sahari with the dowry paid in cash,"

"Bas on a sloppy girl,"

"I don't love him,"

"Marriage agreement, love one year sir, let's get divorced..."

"Wedding is no joke !"

"Let's both learn to love each other,"

"Shania isn't pregnant !!! Just get nervous !"

"Love you to the bone,"

"I love you to the moon and back, Shania."

Arka's daydream is snapped by Shania's warm embrace.

"Mas, take care of health in Bandung. Don't forget Sha's phone with Gale, don't bother anyone there. There is no Sha, no Guntur, Ari and other kurawa children who are always ready if you want anything."

Arka tightened her embrace. His eyes were a little blurred, for a lifetime he never cried except as a baby and when the father came home, but today, today, he is so heavy leaving his two favorite girls especially Shania is pregnant with their second child.

Arka kissed the old Shania's forehead, like she didn't want to let go of the woman.

"Get the conditions as long as the mas does not exist, so strong momy yes ! Take care of the two angels, "Arka rubbed the flat belly of Shania and kissed her.

"Don't forget to check your health too, you have anemia" he continued.

"Yes, Sha will kangen mas !"

For what sake ? Now his throat feels dry and choked. Did he just cancel his departure ?

"Mas too, love you Shania." whispered in Shania's ear making Shania giggle.

"Love you too mas" Shania replied.

Arka would not let go of her embrace.

"Mas go first Sha. Dad go first yeah kaka. Mom, dad, mom, Archa go first, assalamualaikum !"

"Guilipinam,"

"Dad be careful !!!" screeched Gale, Arka turned around and smiled respectfully at Gale.

"Ready princess !" answer Arka.

Arka's car was getting away from the house and disappeared from view.

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And as he promised, every after performing his prayers, Arka always contacted his two favorite girls.

Seen from the screen of his phone both women with still wearing mukena.

"Donahhh !!!" peekit Gale's.

"Assalamualaikum, kaka, momy, grandpa." said Arka.

"Father's maalaikumsalam," answered the two.

"Dad, it was at school kaka fell," he said. Like that if every Arka calls, always her little girl who talks at length with a long duration, always, until sometimes Shania and Arka themselves have no time to chat other than looking at each other through a mobile phone screen to treat longing.

Today Arka is so busy, besides because he is doing his job, Arka is also building a free school in the area near Jakarta according to his dreams. For the past 2 years he has been working on his charity project, collecting donors, permits and of course funds. If according to plan, after he gets out of here, the school will be operational.

Shania knows, even Shania is her eyes, ears and hands there. Together with some of his fellow students and business people, Arka built a free school. Even though on campus his position that helps the martial arts sekertariat is only temporary only as a relief force, only, because he who is taking the S2 program can not follow various committee activities like when he took S1. Because his work was so recognized he was again asked for help as a guide in the martial arts. At least, it makes it easier for Arka to find donors and partners in his charity project.

"Momy, why haven't you called yet ?" that adorable face was pouting and teary-eyed.

"Maybe I'm still busy, I'll call later. That's usually it, too" replied Shania.

Until the girl fell asleep by holding her mother's phone, Arka had not yet called.

Drrt...

Drrt....

"Assalamualaikum mas," Shania directs the phone camera and keeps it in front of the table as she is still grappling with the rest of her work. The beautiful face of his wife adorned the mobile screen making Arka smile.

"Waalaikumsalam, sorry late telphone. Today I'm busy Sha,"

"Ga anything mas,"

"Gale's asleep already ?" Shania nodded.

"Today, Gale fought the same battle" reported Shania.

"Berantem why ?"

"Because the cement is nosy, keep saying Gale is fat," Shania's kekeh.

"Just because it's called fat ?" asked Arka, but a second later the two said simultaneously.

"Sha's rich !" both said, Shania laughed.

"So weeping, to sleep. Waiting on the phone rich mas again waiting for diapelin girlfriend," laughs Shania. He sneezed for a while.

"Hattim !"

"Sha, are you sick ? Your face is pale, your voice is hoarse ?" tanya Arka was worried, looking the look of a worn and tired face Shania.

"Yes, Sha has the flu. Sha was just tired, "he replied.

"Have you been to the doctor ? Have you taken your medicine ?" ask Arka.

"Udah mas, Sha now no way. Sha know now Sha's obligation is very important, Sha can not be spoiled, can not be sick for a long time."

Arka smiled, the girl had grown up.

"Sorry you're not there, make sure you take your medicine" he continued.

"Dih, pervert ! I want it, mah,"

"Where is Bandung ?" ask Shania.

"So far it's still the same, ikinnn ! So the more miss the mother of Gale," replied Arka.

"Idihhhh, mas pervert continues !" then the baby laughed.

"The miss is torturous, at this time the tormented mas miss Sha.." he said.

"Mas again sing what poetry ?" shania's little laugh.

"Again kangen you, my mischievous wife."

"Kangen sir teacher too" replied Shania.

"Sorry that these weeks have not been able to go to Jakarta,"

"Ga anything mas, Sha understands mas busy. Sha wants to show something the same mas," said Shania.

"What ?" ask Arka. Shania took something from inside her bag.

"Nooo !!!!" a photo of the contents ultrasound.

"Baby wowo mas !" shania Exclamation.

"Alhamdulillah, healthy right ?"

"Alhamdulillah, healthy dong !" answer Shania.

"Mas here is only 4 months, but it feels rich for years," he said, now he knows and feels what is called longing, loving, and loving, if he used to always play logic, he said, say men are mostly excessive and more when berkangen-kangen ria with his partner aka bucin. But now that he was pulling his words, he now felt how longing it was to torment his heart and mind.

"Where are Sha's rich students, ga mas ?" ask Shania.

"Someone, look like you're your genk."

"Huh ?! Really ? What girl is a guy ?" ask Shania.

"Cowok" replied Arka.

"Ha-ha-ha, thank God !" Shania massaged her chest.

"What's his name ?"

"Azkara, though,"

"Greet Azkara yes mas, say thanks a lot from Sha has been there to color the days of mas the same action he, at least he will always ngingetin mas the same Sha, Sha, finally I feel like Mr. Hadi !" kekeh Shania, Arka shook her head.

They spend their nights talking ngaler ngidul like a pair of lovers who are pregnant.

"Sha, love you till the end..."

"Too mas, love you polepel mas ! Lope lope is a piece of cassava" replied Shania.

"It's late, turn off the phone. You need to rest,"

"Yes, tomorrow morning call again. Kasian kaka nungguin mas kaya nungguin dapet sembako coupon from the district," pinta Shania.

"Yes, assalamualaikum."

"Getishalight."

Arka closed her phone.

Over time, a pair of people who do not know each other, now actually love each other. Passing the rigors of the test of life together. Arka is not a perfect human figure like a prophet, nor is Shania. Both are places of sin and error, but everything that happens makes them both learn. Their journey is still very long ahead. And in the name of love, the two can strengthen each other.

END

Finally the story of Neng Sha natckal and a stiff teacher were at the end of the road. Thank you very much for the readers who have been faithful to accompany both, from beginning to end, following the story like the tides of the sea. Mimin thanked for his support so far for his WIFE PAK GURU ? For a bunch of red roses, a cup of warm coffee, train tickets, to tips on the coin. Neng Sha, Guru sir, and the kurawa gang say many thanks, nuhun satur, suwun matur, thank you.

Sorry if there is a word or writing that is not pleasing to the heart and does not match the expectations of the readers, this story is still far from good, cool, and perfect, but still learning and continuing to learn. Do not equate with reality yes guys, because everything here is purely the result of mimin haqiqi.

Oh yes and for the visual, sorry really if mimin can not present the visual cast neng Sha et al. Because honestly mimin has not found a suitable picture according to the imagination of mimin. The fear also turns off the imagination of the readers, if not appropriate.

The end of the word, mimin say see you in the next mimin work yes, who knows after this mimin will peel his story om Gledek son of lightning who turned out to be the son of a jengkol juragan or other children sengklek bin berandal mimin.upsss !🤫🤭

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