I'm (Not) a Cheap Woman

I'm (Not) a Cheap Woman
Possessives



“Nisa, come home later you take the bus or take a car with Arka sir?” ask Ratna.


“Board bus dong,” replied Nisa quickly. He then continued to operate the computer in front of him.


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As she approaches five o'clock, Arka heads to the elevator and exits on the fifth floor to enter Nisa's study.


“Come home!” his orders.


“Not yet five Kak. Not yet time to go home.”


“Live a few more minutes of that. Quickly stand!” Arka pulls Nisa's hand.


Inevitably, Nisa must move. If not, it will stay there. I will be ashamed to see other officers.


Nisa takes her bag and and follows Arka to the basement.


Without being told, Nisa immediately sat in front. They ended up driving outside. When the sky turns yellow due to the exchange of day to night.


The sky will be dark. Much different from the feelings of Arka, who now feels very bright because of the presence of Nisa nearby.


“I'd like to stop by the house Brother. Why brought to the mansion?” nisa Tease.


“You've been staying at home, now you have to go home to the mansion. I'm hungry too, so you have to cook for me later.”


“Kan can I cook at home.”


Arka starts a new premise by asking questions. “You're not a cheap woman, are you?”


“Iya, it must be Brother. I am an expensive woman.”


“Women who do not want to obey the orders of her husband include honorable or not?” ask Arka again.


“No.”


“Well, there it is. If you are a respectable woman, you must obey my orders.”


On the way to the mansion, drizzle down. Over time, the rain is increasingly rushing to visit the earth.


Arriving at the mansion, Nisa kept the bag and went straight into the bathroom. Because outside he was cold, now he decided to soak in warm water.


Just entering the bath ub, suddenly he was surprised by Arka who entered the bathroom. Damn the fate of Nisa. In a hurry to get in, he forgot to lock the bathroom door.


“Antri dong Sister! I first entered here,” umpat Nisa.


Arka did not answer. He even grinned.


Nisa knew very well the meaning of the Arka's expression. “Do not approach or I shout Brother!” he threatened Arka who kept moving forward.


“Shoot only! No one can hear your voice here.”


“It turns out this destination Brother forced me here. Basic sneaky!”


“You are mine, Nisa.”


The handsome husband then directed his slightly long snake, to enter the clean cave of his beautiful wife. The ferocious snake continued to creep in, and moved very quickly.


“Sss..” The snake owner and the cave owner, hissing favors.


A few minutes later, the satisfied Ark stopped doing so. The embarrassed Nisa, quickly turned her back.


Arka grabbed it into the deck. “Thank you,” he said with a breath that was still panting out of play.


Nisa just shut up.


“Strade,” Goda Arka while cupping Nisa's twin mountains. “Yes already if you are embarrassed. I'm out now,” he continued.


Arka out of bath ub. Also from the bathroom that became a silent witness how young he was when he was so with Nisa.


While Nisa is angry, she keeps confining herself inside the bathroom.


“Nisa, get out quickly! We pray magrib,” Arka said to him.


Willy nilly, Nisa grabs the bath robes and exits the bathroom. He continued to put on an unhappy face towards Arka.


“Still angry?” ask Arka and not hugged by Nisa. “A wife who refuses husband's request to have sex is sinful,” he continued.


“I've apologized, Nisa. Why is it still being revealed about that problem?”


“Because I'm still heartbroken, Brother. If you want to be with me, Brother must break up with sister Dara. Don't get greedy, want to get both.”


Nisa sobbing. She's really afraid of getting pregnant if Arka keeps doing that to her. He does not want to be in a relationship with a man who also loves other women like Arka.


“Quick put on your face!” the Decree of Arka that indirectly refused to respond to Nisa's statement just now.


They prayed magrib together. After the prayer, Nisa took the Qur’an to read.


As Arka approached, he took the holy book of the Muslims and sat down next to Nisa. “Try to rebuke if any of my readings are wrong!”


Arka began to read verse by verse in the Qur'an’an. “Allaziina.”


“Not so! The truth is alladziina,” scolds Nisa.


“Zii.”


“Not zii, but dzii, dzii. Bite the tip of the tongue.”


Arka actually did Nisa's orders. He quickly placed his teeth on the tip of his tongue. “Dzii.”


“Well, that's true. Continue!” nisa's orders.


“Alladziina kafaruu wa shodduu ‘ansabiilillaahi.”


Nisa cleared her throat. “Should buzz! Not ‘ansabi, but ‘angsabi.”


“Wa shodduu ‘angsabiilillaahi adolla a’maa lahum.”


“Let's be clearer ‘ainnya! Nga, nga, a’maaa lahum.”


The teaching process continues. There are several verses of the Qur’an that they learned before entering the prayer time isya.


“Where are you Kak?” nisa asked as Arka carried the prayer mat they often used out of the room.


“Come quickly! We pray isya in masjid.”


Nisa's tailing fast. Not forgetting, he locked the mansion door before exiting.


A few minutes' delay. They both sat in the car.


Arka immediately drove his car to a mosque near his mother's house.


“How far is it Kak?” nisa asks as Arka passes through the mosque that was first obtained if driving from the mansion.


“Involuntary. We'll stop by Mom's house later. I miss mom and papa.”


“Oh, Fine.”


Arka parked her car in the courtyard of the mosque. He and Nisa entered the mosque to pray isya together with khushyuk.


It’s time to visit family.


They arrived home, right at the time the Arka family members were watching the Indonesia Lawyers Club show.


“Assalamu ‘alaykum,” greet Arka who spontaneously make them all turn around.


“Maa Shaa Allah pak ustadz,” reply Daniel after scanning Arka appearance. Where his sister wore long clothes, trousers, and peci on the head.


Arka sat down. “Absponding to the greeting is mandatory law,” quipped while cleaning his pants a little muddy.


“Good sir ustadz,” ledek Daniel again.


“Hush, Daniel. Don't bully your adek keep going. You should follow Arka, she was diligent in worship. Don't go every night to the club drunk,” scold Haifa.


Face-masks arka. “It also includes bully, Ma.”


“Nisa, Papa would like to ask for help. Can?” ask Mr. Pradipta.


“In Shaa Allah if I can Pa,” replied Nisa fastly.


“Please make tea that uses cinnamon. Mumpung rain-rain like this, must be very good ngeteh together.”


“Good Pa.” Deftly, Nisa stood up from her seat. Mama-in-law's favorite daughter-in-law is on the way to the kitchen.