Husband Dreams

First Night

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Part 9's

"Den ayu.. mr Erick nanyain Aden loh yesterday, where did you go anyway? Sorry, not kepo! But. mbok anxious loh den" mbok Ratmi is indeed very attentive to me, before long he immediately served a warm sweet tea and a small snack to my room.

"Mbok, Erick sir where are you? I have lived in my parents' house for more than the day he allows."

"Mmm. that, if that, mbok Ratmi does not know den, already yes den, sorry... Mbok still has laundry in the back" mbok Ratmi out of this room without stale.

"Did I just call? Or send a message to Erick?"...

"Assalamualaikum sir, sorry to interrupt" I wrote wa's message to his mobile number, send, ga, send, ga? Whoops!" this is how it becomes, let it be, tomorrow morning I say hello to him!

"Assalamualaikum, Puti, have you arrived at the apartment?" Ting.. notification message wa enter, I saw the name of Mr. Erick on his screen, I deliberately let it sit for a while. But, can't help myself to reply immediately, "yes sir, where do you know?" Reply me.

"Mbok Ratmi send a message to my put."

Not long after, Mr. Erick called my phone

"Sorry put, for the next 4 days, I am in need, I am now in London because there is an invitation from a colleague." I faintly heard a female voice, which was familiar to the ears, Ms. Clara... "Darling, who's calling? hurry dong!" It turns out that it is true, said Secretary Mr. Erick the other day, I was too carry feelings. Stupid you put! how could you possibly defeat Clara's mom?!

"Sttt.. a minute cla! Put, Puti... You still listen to my put ?!"

"I. i.iya sir, I'm still here, well then, I will take my time to go to the village to see my children only sir!"

"Don't put first, let me accompany you later huh?!"

"Whatever father, sir sorry I'm dizzy, assalamualaikum" whether my attitude is considered impolite or not, I don't care. " Huh... I can't be like this, I have to forget this feeling to Mr. Erick, who may be clapping one hand and like Pindul misses the moon!

4 Days have passed.. Ting.. notification message went to my phone "Assallammualaikum put, later at 4 pm, please pick me up at Soekarno-Hatta airport terminal 3 yes." Accompanied emoticons hoping, it turns out a message from Mr. Erick to pick him up.

Before 3 pm, I was already in the waiting room of the terminal, it turns out the plane landed at 4.15 pm, faintly I see a tall man, athletic body, white, blue-faced, and, different from his appearance as a teenager, Mr. Erick.. huft, and next to him, Miss Clara?

"Well, why do I think of them, it's important to spend a lot of money to make my children happy!" I murmured in my heart.

"Put.." as I looked, Erick's face glowed, looked at me and smiled meaningfully. Sebel! I looked away, and I didn't smile back.

"Hey.this, bring me my suitcase!" Tell the big lady, who else if not Clara ma'am.

"Clara. bring it yourself." Tukas mr. Erick.

"What's wrong, it's my job too, bringing my boss's future wife stuff!" Immediately I push the suitcases of the big madam to the car. Without a word coming out of my mouth.

"Well, that knows where you are!" grunt the woman.

"Clarah! yes, you can't act like a child!"

In the car, I immediately sat beside the driver, although Mr. Erick told me to sit next to him, I reasoned it was better to sit in front, while madam and Mr. Erick were in the back. Huh! Yes Alloh immediately leave this taste to Erick sir! My muttering.

" I see from the rearview mirror, still faintly visible, Mr. Erick always looks at me and smiles a little at me, and once shook his head without noticing Ms. Clara, she said, who tried to heat up my manation from earlier, making wonder in the heart "what the hell do you want sir! Yesterday had fun with Clara, then now pretend to be indifferent to her." Huh, sebel!

Long time..I silenced Mr. Erick, just answering the office business only. So that makes Mr. Erick a little upset "Put... You why?" Asked still with his soft tone.

"You're angry with me? I was wrong what Puti..?!" This time he slightly pressed his tone.

"Sorry sir, I'm just thinking about my kids" one of the reasons I'm like this, plus the attitude that sometimes makes flowers sometimes sucks is like when there's Miss Clara.

"Yes, tomorrow Saturday and Sunday, I'll take you there?" Her request.

"What's not bothering you? There's Miss Clara here!" Ask me, "just relax, for you, what the hell is not put, about Clara! You forgot what I said the other day about him?!" as she smiled sweetly, still, I immediately turned my face away and reflexively smiled slightly.

"Their divorce papers how's the put?"

"Still in the process sir, later if you want to enter the trial, will be sent a summons sir." I explained.

"OK, and tomorrow's Saturday, the lawyer who will help you is coming, too, so. You take it easy put! Let those who work on child custody issues."

"Thank you sir, I can't return my good father's favor to me" and answered only a small nod by him.

[Put, accompany me?] Pinta mr. Erick.

[Where sir?]

[Have followed me, you are my aspri! is it put?]

[I.iya sir, I forgot, I just. I mean, I aspri pak.] in my heart muttered "stupid times you put, I mean, don't let me get carried away with this one-handed clapping feeling?"

It turns out that this time I was taken to a boutique acquaintance of another friend, in the plaza of Indonesia "Louise Vuittonge" is indeed no stranger to the famous brand, fantastic prices, but there are still many fans.

After a few strands of shirts, skirts, shoes, bags until the key chain was bought by Mr. Erick, I continued to be invited to a famous beauty salon, a famous beauty salon, there my face is treated here and there until the kinclong, hair is changed, so do not miss the fur on my body was not left in the tripe runs out. The outcome? Kinclong, glowing! Waw...

"Beautifull" is the sentence that came out of Mr. Erick's mouth, but only natural makeup that I displayed.

The day I was waiting arrived, we both went to the Andri mas village, carrying the white Alphard minibus police number "B 3121 CK" and driven by a private driver, Mr. Erick, I'm sitting in the middle, next to Mr. Erick.

"What are your plans after your official split with Andri?"

"Mmm. I don't know sir, there's still a lot I have to do, there's still a lot I have to save for my kids and my parents.

"No, just call me yes, don't father, if it's outside of work hours" he asked.

"Sorry, I'm not used to it sir, uh. mas"

"Well, put, keep going. If there's someone who wants to support you, more than enough, you want to take a put?"

"Who used to be sir, although rich but... Behaviour like Andri mas, I'd rather be widowed to death sir!" My firm. I saw him raise his forehead.

"What kind of guy is your dream put ?"

"As Andri used to be, before being consumed by the slander of Seruni!"

"Although modest, it was his attitude that always protected me, dear, considerate, meek, adequate crib, food, board, hardworking, romantic... Ahhh, enough sir, don't talk about it anymore.."

"Sorry put, I didn't mean that" as he took his handkerchief and wiped away my tears that flowed in every corner of these eyes.

"But. I don't like wishy-washy men, don't take a firm stand sir! Like there were friends of High School, he did not like the A but. invited to walk, he said he likes the B, but. his attitude makes the B wonder! I really like PHP or PHP! While I lyric towards his eyes .

"HAHAHAHA, when there's such a person put? What's the name of our old high school friend that was a put?" While Mr. Erick justifies that the collar of his shirt that I see is still neat.

Made me wrong behavior by him, "Sir, sorry yes.. I arrived sleepy, I permit to sleep first sir?" Instead of being tired of talking to a man like this, I better pretend to sleep. Ngorkkk..

Not felt, the longer the more sleepy I was, suddenly someone dressed me with a blanket. Who else if not Erick? I smiled and ended up sleeping next to her, Erick.

Because it just so happened that driver Erick had experience in the Andri mas area, then I don't need to explain it anymore. After a few hours, we were almost in the area. Because it was leaving early in the morning, until here it was afternoon, "sorry sir, like his, the village area is difficult to enter the car sir" explained the driver.

"Then, we take the motorcycle taxi, sir, there is the ojek base" as I pointed to the place.

I saw Mr. Erick receiving a phone, with a serious face, Mr. Erick listening to someone on the other end of his phone.

"That's your lawyer put, in about 30 minutes, he'll see us"

Finally, by riding a motorcycle motorcycle taxi, we also headed to the address where Andri mas lived.

Arriving in front of his house, I saw his house was so quiet, still not much different from the last I lived. I tried knocking on his door and said "Assallammualaikum..Fano, Lia, it's mom son!". long time ago me and Mr. Erick looking forward to the answer from inside the house, then opened the door by. mbak Weni, brother-in-law who used to always interfere with my household life with Andri mas.

"Who are you looking for? You who? And what's the need?" The answer.

"Bak, is there Fano and Lia? it's Puti mbak, let me meet my children mbak" I'm compassionate to him, then he doesn't flinch to see me, I don't know what he's thinking.

"Tu..wait here du. first" he immediately entered back into this house, not long I saw Andri, Lia and Fano also approached me.

"I.mom? it's mom?!" Lia exclaimed, "yes son, this is mother, approach my children's mother, mother kangennnnn you two" they came straight to me, but. before they really hugged me, mas Andri prevented the children from hugging me by forcibly taking them and locking them in his room.

"Shut up, Lia.. Fano.. don't crybaby!" Even his rough mouth did not change from before.

"Mas.please, I just want to hug my son's son mas, please" this tearful brat Pinak under the eyes.

"What kind of mother are you, where have you been all this time, the message you do not reply, kangen children do not melt your heart.. basic *******!" I don't know how many times you spit on me..

"Hey... Don't you dare be the same woman! Here my opponent lo.. Sissy!" While Mr. Erick put the phone into his pocket which was in his hand.

" Who is Lo? Oh, lest you guys*****are tricked into this same bitch huh?

Bugh.. bugh.. bugh.mas Andri also directly floated a raw bogem to Mr. Erick, inexplicably sir Erick did not try to avoid it.

" So here's a put, the kere man who succeeded Lo deceive, Lo merainin ?!"

"Today, at least bring a motor, proof the same I put, without me, Lo can dance more than me. like me, without Lo. can nyari richer put !"

"Sir Erick, sir. are you okay sir? I'm sorry sir, because of me, you got hit" while I woke up Mr. Erick who from earlier fell down without even returning the fist of Andri mas.

"It's put, we get out of here." While Mr. Erick took my hand to leave the Andri mas house. "But..What about Lia and Fano? I want them with me mas !"

"You believe me yes !" The sharp look in his eyes calmed my soul a little.

"Go far away, what up are you here? Butut bus, whose driver was reckless? Who paid less than 100 thousand hah?!, There is still money to make back ? It turns out that all this time, the tube first so that it can go to the village? Hahahaha. kere lo!" Umpat mas Andri to me and Mr. Erick.

"No need to care about his words, just trust everything to me, later your lawyer, will definitely win custody of the children to you put!"

Along the way to the parking lot of Erick's car, I thought.. I guess, what will Erick sir do? Should I follow his advice?