IF YOU ARE A FOOL

The Wife Search 2

"you're Kay, what a prank you for husband's work" Nicho's last comment read.

"well done, kesel tau sis" my grumble.

"okay, can sprain. But it can not be too long" again advice sister Maryam.

"it won't be long, after this too Dian will come" said sister Nicho, who managed to make me spill soup sauce on my shirt.

"don't you tell me I told Dian?" ask me immediately.

"yes, it is" replied Nicho lightly.

"kaaaaakaak" my whine

"so see you here, my sister sent a message to Dian" Nicho said again.

I snorted in annoyance. Then scooping food with ogah-ogahan.

"are you angry with your sister?

Running was not Kay's best solution.

How can you hide your brother here, while previously Dian called sister with a frustrated face, with a voice that was almost finished.

I don't know, he's been running everywhere looking for you" now it's Nicho's turn to put food in his mouth.

"well...Kay. Lack of proof of what else try, all the way Dian feel lost.

Marriage is like this, Kay. There will always be problems, there will always be conflicts. Whether it's big or small. And we have to be ready to face it" suddenly sister Maryam was like a teacher, a marriage teacher. Hhhhhhhhh

"So I wanted to laugh when I saw Dian on the screen. So screwed. Nafas ngos. Her hair was wet, her face was full of sweat. Messy shirt, tie tilted 30°.

I thought I ran out of the marathon race" Nicho said.

So, we ate while talking. But it should not be.

Between feeling silly, pity, so nyesel has also taken care of him.

Not long ago the one that was talking appeared. After saying hello, join us at the dinner table with all of us. Take a seat next to me.

That's the only seat left.

"assalamu'alaikum, Kay" said Dian as she looked at me.

As for me, I was in focus eating mode. Though previously also while chatting with brother Nicho also sister Maryam.

The atmosphere is conducive because baby Hafsyah has been sleeping since the last magrib.

"ayo Di, join the meal as well. Just have a chat after eating" brother Nicho invited. Seeing me who was still straight looking at the contents of the plate.

Finally the atmosphere was quiet and we both enjoyed the food.

After eating sister Nicho invites Dian to sit in front. While I'm still helping sister Maryam clean up the dining table.

"grandfather, can you borrow some clothes? My clothes were wet, I had to spill the soup" I asked Maryam's sister.

"yes. Gini came to my sister's room".

Maryam is Thebest's sister. Though there was no blood bond between us, but suddenly it was like a brother alone.

"which one will you choose?" sister Maryam opened her wardrobe.

"it was my brother who chose. The smallest for my sister, surely it was still ke-geean in my body" in posture indeed we are far different. I am the petite one, while sister Maryam is the height of the Arab stature.

And sure enough, after I took the clothes that Maryam's sister had, I immediately changed my clothes.

As soon as I came out of the bathroom, sister Maryam laughed a little at me.

"sister.kalo would laugh, laugh. I must be funny well, put on my sister's shirt" I walked to the dresser.

"don't look at the cashing, Dian won't notice that.

Already yok, we go down" take sister Maryam with my hand.

"after this you two talk. It's just a small thing, you have to be able to control your feelings. Don't let the devil cheer for having made you quarrel"

I just kept quiet hearing Maryam's words. How do I feel so degan like this. They also live together. I started to catch my breath. It must have been after this that sister Maryam and sister Nicho left me with Dian.

"eh that's him.

Yasudah, speak well. Just take it down if the wife is craving. That's normal" I vaguely heard the words Nicho said to Dian.

And finally, sit down with both of us. Because as soon as I was on the last steps, brother Nicho stood up and approached sister Maryam, inviting to see baby Hafsyah.

"speak. Solve your problems" Nicho said with a smile, then patted me on the shoulder.

I smiled and sat down next to Dian. I don't want to have to apologize first. Because it's messed up today.

"sorry" I said. And before that Dian had already clasped my hand.

And then she hugged me tightly.

"i'm the one who's sorry. Don't go again, please. Whatever the case" he asked.

Hugged gini why it feels more dag dig dug, but it has often.

"yes, I'm sorry" I said back.

"i'm sorry too" we looked at each other.

A few seconds, then Dian whispered "we're home huh. Don't let me devour those sweet lips right here, right now"

What kind of whisper it is.when changing the mood. Angry, haru, ticklish.

Iwh basic, perverted husband. It's also better. His mind has gone there.

Then I gave her a small pinch on her waist.

"not polite. This guy's house, you pervert" I exclaimed.

"that's why we're going home now, ok" he asked back in an up and down eyebrow style.

How else if it is like this, you've come to rest then.

Dian knocked on the door of Hafsyah's room and we said goodbye as soon as the door was opened.

"that's donk. The newlyweds should smile constantly, be friendly constantly. Yes khan bii?" maryam's dialogue with her husband. Though the one who was being offended by me and Dian.

"thank you sister" Dian told sister Nicho, who was replied with a nod.

We said goodbye and left Nicho's residence with Maryam's sister.

It took about thirty minutes from sister Maryam's house to our apartment.

Just ten minutes drive Dian has turned to a building that says marble homestay.

"lho..ngapain here who? You have shares here too?" ask me wonder. Because Dian has never invited me to visit this place.

"not really. Yook came down" we went down and didn't forget Dian took my hand.

"tarus..why what?" ask me wonder.

"ntar also knows" answered Dian casually, as we continued to approach the reception desk.

"good evening, how can we help you?"

greet the receptionist.

"one room VVIP yes mas" replied Dian.

I was stunned to hear Dian's answer. Don't tell.....

"who??? We're going to get here?" in the end I asked, as we walked towards the room provided.

"ehemmmp" answered Dian briefly.

"but the distance to the house is not too far away" I still can not think of Dian's spontaneous decision.

"but it's too long for me to be able to eat you, Kayra" suddenly my body was already floating. Same with my husband's handsome face.

I almost yelled, but I quickly realized we were in a common room.

"Dian.what the hell. Shocked to know" my protest.

"anything you have to take responsibility for, it's been frustrating for most of the day" the door opened quickly. Dian dropped me off on the bed and quickly locked the door.

"no mercy anyway" cried Dian and immediately messy already mattress that had been neatly arranged.

It's malignant?? Or savage???

Got a perverted husband. He also fled for half a day. So missy.

Do you still dare to run away again after this???

It could be that the days are going to be night and I'm locked up in my room. Terrible also have a husband who is too late in love 😍😍

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