I'm Not a Teaser

Part 112 - Bakar Gosong

"Where are you going?" Rania followed her husband who had been neat in casual clothes, also perfumed after taking an afternoon bath.

The man in question just turned his head for a while and continued his steps towards the nightstand to pick up the car keys. Has his wife forgotten his memory? Wasn't that woman the one who told him to come out to buy something?

"And you told me to buy sweet potato, dear charred," replied Rangga.

"Oh yes, forgot. Careful, sir."

Rangga stretched out his hand as usual, after Rania kissed the back of his tag then he kissed the woman's forehead.

"Don't forget Rayna and Relia were picked up, like they're home!" pinta Rania came to the front to take her husband. Though Rangga is not going to work, but shopping something.

"No way," answered Rangga opened the car door and climbed up without noticing Rania's cheery face.

"Are that mas anyway? Very cruel to his own brother-in-law, even though the mas will pass their school."

"Yes, come along if that's it."

"No way, I've changed my clothes, I'm lazy to come out too."

"Then don't tell me to." Rangga urung turned on the car engine when his phone rang, he glanced for a moment, and there was no intention to answer it at all.

Seeing that Rania became his own kepo, tilted his head into the car to know who was calling until the look of Rangga's face changed drastically.

"Who's mas? How not to answer?"

"Assistant Dad, not an important person."

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Rania nodded in disbelief at the arrival of her husband. Really stubborn, once said no fixed no. Look at the car Rangga was driving parked Rapi in the garage, his sisters also got off the taxi. What a waste, right?

"I'm sorry, ma'am, today Ina is late to come home many tasks because of it," said Rayna immediately kissed the back of Rania's hand which is now standing on the front porch.

"I also mbak," said Relia doing the same thing.

"No papa, as long as it's not dark come home," said Rania.

Her two sisters nodded and went straight into the house, while she waited for her husband to come closer with a bag in his hand.

Rania's face beamed as the smell of burnt yams stung in her sense of smell.

"Thank you, baby." He kissed Rangga's cheeks at a glance, then walked into the kitchen to prepare the order sweet potato.

Absolutely a charred yam, on the surface of his skin nothing is not blackened. Rangga just smiled at the happy smile of his wife, sitting at the dining table.

"Let's peel it."

Rangga nodded in understanding, not wanting to argue and disturb the pleasure of the wife. After everything was finished in peel, instead of eating, Rania cut it very small and then thrust on Rangga.

"The mouthbook is mas!" rania's orders.

"Well, what?" astonished Rangga pointed at himself. Come on he doesn't like what other sweet potatoes are roasted and charred like that. How does it feel? It must be bad.

"I want to see this sweet potato. I really want a mas," whine Rania.

"Honey, I can do anything but not the same ...."

"Yes already."

"Eh .. yes .. yes dine, sit down do not snack." Rangga pulled Rania to stay seated, can make business. They just got better. Time only because he had to fight again.

"That's a big surprise," murmured Rangga.

"What's my mom?"

"Boy, bangeeett." Lying Rangga.

The attention of both of them is diverted to the phone that continues to ring disrupting the activities of both. "Sister Melisha? Why call mas?" ask Rania full of search.

"No idea. Say something in the urine too."

Outside the expectations, Rania immediately took Rangga's phone and answered a call from her husband's ex-wife. The woman took a deep breath before speaking, this time she had to be firm. Everyone already knows that she is Rangga's wife, and there is no harm if she is angry when Melisha calls her husband right?

"What did you call my husband?" rania asked after a long silence.

"Where is Rangga? Why are you answering the phone?" ask Melisha back in a slightly taut tone.

"Mas Rangga? He's my husband, and only I have the right to call him Mas."

"Rania mesh*ng!" melisha yelled, causing Rania to keep the phone away from her ear.

The rangga? The man silently watched, now he was afraid of breaking up, afraid of being wrong in Rania's eyes again.

"Yes, why Jala*ng?"

Byur

The water in Rangga's mouth spurted out hearing Rania's reply. The man laughed so crisply. He likes this kind of Rania.

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