
Along the road rima saw residents who were on the move there were plowing fields, rowing goats and there were also small children who were playing chases, he said, seeing the sight made the rima smile warmly.
But the smile suddenly faded when he saw the group of girls who were watching in his direction, maybe more precisely in the direction of the very husband, probably, moreover, the fitting of their motor past the group of girls can be heard if they praise - praise the good looks of her husband.
And somehow it made the rhyme unhappy, he immediately hugged her husband's stomach possessively, while Malik only smiled semirik when he felt the embrace of his wife.
The road they pass is a bit muddy and sometimes rocky, they also pass the road that is being repaired as said mamang villa guard, who, the road is still a process of repair but if there is a motorbike or pedestrian yes can still pass it.
Malik stopped his motorbike when he reached the guard post in front of his plantation, he honked several times and at that time the guard went straight out to see who was coming, but when he saw who came his master suddenly he immediately opened the gate to enter the plantation.
"Please young master. "he said with respect, malik said nothing he just horn again and then spurred back the bike to enter.
Rima looking to the left right of many fruit plants and a very large land makes there are several different types of fruit in each field.
Malik stopped his motorbike when he arrived in front of the wooden house opposite the fruit warehouse.
"This is home..? " ask rima when getting off the bike while removing the helmet he was wearing.
"Not , you could say this is my work space if it is here" said Malik explained, he brought rhyme to enter the wooden house in there quite neatly there is a long sofa and a work desk is also there.
Rima thought her husband would always be luxurious wherever he was, but seeing a fairly simple but comfortable and neat workplace was enough to impress rima.
"Sit down for a while, dear.I'll check the report for a while. "pointing malik to the files on his desk.
Earlier when Malik contacted the head of the plantation to inform him of his arrival as well as his very wife, at that time the head of the plantation said that there was a file report of plantation results that he wanted to show and Malik told him to just put his files on the workbench in the log house.
Rima sat down with a hen but his eyes kept looking at the fruit tree that was visible from the window, while Malik was seriously researching the results of his plantation report.
Malik kept the file he had checked when he looked at the wife, he saw his wife was daydreaming while staring at the window.
Rima was cool in his daydream, he imagined how satisfied he could harvest the fruit he liked, then suddenly he gasped when he felt his shoulders clapped by the husband.
"The paper is done...? " tanya rima with a smile.
"Dear, do you want to try some fruits in the garden? "
"You are so happy...! " says rima enthusiastically.
Malik smiled at the spirit of his wife, taking a hat hanging near the door one for him and one for his wife.
Malik reached out his hand and the rhyme received them out of the wooden house by hand, Malik brought the rhyme to the fruit warehouse first to take the fruit basket.
Malik took one of the fruits and peeled the skin and gave it to his wife.
"Try darling... "
"Mmm sweet mas. "said rima after tasting the fruit.
"You want more, honey..? " tanya malik and rima immediately nodded in spirit.
Malik plucked a slightly large looking longan and put some into the basket his wife was holding, while the rhyme of his hands was also itching to pick itself up from his tree and eat right away.
Malik put some more curls in the basket and invited his wife to another fruit tree.
"It's a pity not too much so, because there are still many types of fruit that you will try. "
"Emang how many types of mas...? " tanya rima while walking following malik towards the next fruit tree.
"Not many just 10 types maybe." said malik relaxed.
"oh.... Apa? " Rima was amazed not to imagine the vast breadth of fruit kebon had this husband, but he was astonished in the middle of the road of this vast garden but he did not see the workers, but he did not see the workers, just now just take the fruit basket in the warehouse no one .
"Mas... Is it quiet here, huh..? " tanya rima suddenly felt creepy because the atmosphere was quiet.
"Remove your bad thoughts dear there is me, I happen to tell the workers to go home quickly today so that you can freely manen fruit as much as dear. " malik answered by stroking the head of his wife.
The nights I dewean without your cintrong again.. uwoooooo ooooo๐คญ.
Ever heard the story of the song, he said the old song but I don't know the title๐ .
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