Hold on or let go!
The Eps 238
At five o'clock in the afternoon Me and Febri had finished bathing and praying ashar which was kesorean because of our activities from this afternoon.
Febri's cell phone clinks, there's a chat from my mother-in-law asking if we've arrived or not.
"Mas, is there a wa from the mother?", I said. We are currently sitting on the terrace. Enjoying coffee and biscuits while staring at the streets. Sometimes we talk to the neighbors. Perhaps, Febri has often come here even though it does not occupy this house. That is why he knows some of his neighbors. He also confidently introduced me to them.
"Call wae nduk?" he said, smoking his cigarette. Febri is an active smoker.
I don't want to call my mother-in-law.
[Assalamualaikum Ma'am]
[Guardalagsalam. The nduk? Elah... when is it until then? Ngabarin's mother?]
[Heheh sorry ma'am. His intention later tonight just want to call everyone at home.We arrived this morning Mom. Keep some houses together rest]
[Oh...ngono then? Where's Febri going?]
[There's mom, there's another cigarette. Want Bia to call you?]
[Wes. Ga. Your important sing has arrived safely, mother is already happy]
[Yes Ma'am, Alhamdulillah]
[Yes nek ngono. Plenty of rest, do not be tired let the mother mepet dapet grandchild]
[Heh?]
[Lha, what Heh?? Yeah anyway? Moga in love momongan soon huh Nduk??]
[Eum. nggih ma'am, aamiin].
[Yo wes Yo, mom close. Assalamualaikum]
[Capitaly]
I put Febri's cell phone back. Febri finished smoking and sipped his coffee.
"I'll order food for you later. We just stay out of mineral water with biscuits. Heavy food, it's done. Later abis magrib in anther nduk" said Febri.
"Yes mas. But the living room is enough, right? Her couch's out?"
"Sofa taroh in the room. Quite occasionally can be used for a new style!", he said lightly.
"What new style? Many times the mansion inside her room has a sofa!"
Febri laughed softly.
"Heum!", I brought our twelve drinks. After entering, we closed the main door.
Bada Maghrib, there are people who deliver our order food. It turns out a lot.
We both started to clean the tables and the sofa. Something was placed in our room and the other room. So the living room looks more spacious and spacious. Even though our guests can only sit down.
Not felt, azan isya reverberated. But we chose to pray munfarid. Remember that there will be guests. Perhaps when we prayed, guests came. That's why we chose to be alone.
Our prediction was right, when I finished praying the living room already sounded crowded sounds. Not only the male voice but also the female voice. But it doesn't seem like much.
I'm wearing a house robe. Not wearing a negligee like that. Not good if my clothes in a sense of disrespectful, welcoming coworkers my husband even wear clothes that fit in the dress when alone.
I met all of them, rather than the fuss I experienced them long-distance when introducing myself.
"Capt! his wife is so beautiful, she deserves never to go public. Know about the wedding holidays!"
"Yes, know this commander of ours!"
Their voices flatteringly praise me? Eh??? Geer Pisan, super cute Lo Bia!!!
"When do you know her anyway? Our commander is a traveling hobby! Can I find a heart patch?!"
"Famous from the gray white age. Not just know, even dating! But only met his soul mate now!", replied Febri.
Heums? My husband with me like that, if in front of his friends like jaim. Or.... maybe just want to keep his wife huh?
"Assalamualaikum!", a handsome man greeted.
"Halaikumsalam!", answered all of us. It was Seto who came.
"Dewekan To?", asked Febri.
"Let's go!", replied Seto.
"Naya is not invited, mas Seto?", I asked. Everyone looked at me who was probably surprised I knew Seto.
"Dinas night Bi. Understand!", said Seto while sitting next to his companion.
"You know the captain's wife?" asked one of his friends.
"It is, from prehistoric times even!", replied Seto. Me and Febri just smiled at Seto's reply.
The presence of Seto, makes the atmosphere become crowded because of his chirping.
