It's My Dream (Aksara And Tone)

Little Cecilin

Moments later, Aksa's phone rang. He stood up and took it. Look at the name on the phone seriously.

"Who is Mas?"

"Pak Rio, the music producer," Aksa replied and raised the call.

"Yes, Assalamu'alaikum Sir.... Yes, Alhamdulillah well... Yes sir, thank you.... On that matter, I have now taught in two High School schools and in close proximity this will open a music course... Yes Sir, Amin... Yes, sometime if I go to Jakarta stop by the place of Mr.... Yes, equally... Wa'alaikumsalam." Aksa disconnects the call and puts her phone back on.

"Music producer?" Tone back asking ensuring.

Aksa nodded her head and returned to sit beside Nada. "Yes, actually Mr. Rio once offered to join his agency in Jakarta."

"You don't want to?" Actually Nada knows, this is the first step Aksa to start his career, but Aksa actually rejected it and chose to become a teacher. Or maybe because Aksa wanted to marry her so she turned down the opportunity. "Mas, that's a golden opportunity, right?"

Aksa shook her head. "Everything I have now is enough." Aksa grabbed Nada's shoulder and hugged her. "From the beginning I really wanted to be a teacher, let the knowledge I have is useful for many people. As a charity, we also do not? Not only do we get the material but we also get the reward."

Smiling tone. Aksa's words were really able to cool his heart.

"Next year I take the magister? I want to be a lecturer."

Tone looked up at her husband's shady eyes. "Why not take this year?"

"I want to take care of our first course. If it's a new path I can relax in college again."

Nada again submerged herself in Aksa's chest which had become her most comfortable place at the moment.

"You want to teach at our course."

Tone just nodded.

"What do you really want to be? Maybe I can make your dreams come true."

Tone shook his head. "I just want to be Mas Aksa's wife."

Aksa laughed, that's a tone to her. "So wife? Hah, just now also so the wife is completely cry."

A pinch now landed on Aksa's waist for the umpteenth time. "Can't discuss that anymore. This is bad." Aksa's crude creeping tone that managed to make him in great pain last night.

"Aw, Na, if you wake up to take responsibility."

"Candles dikit Mas. Don't be big."

Aksa pinched the nose Tone of anxiety. "Even the big ones are more delicious. Trust me. You'll be alone when you're healed."

"Ih," Nada leaned against Aksa's chest while playing her husband's fingers.

"I want Friday prayers soon. You're sleeping."

Nada looked up again at the owner of the handsome face that always did not get tired of him staring. "Let's sleep with Mas Aksa."

"Totally fucking now." Aksa tightened her embrace and kissed the lips gently. Grasping it deep enough to make both breaths equally heavy.

"I love you, Na..." Aksa adjusted her breathing while submerging herself in the neck of Tone.

"I love you too.." Tone decomposes thick hair Aksa. Gave him comfort. Although sometimes the bad husband is annoying but still his feelings for Aksa will not change. It will increase as time goes on.

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That afternoon, Nada sat with a henchman in front of the television. Replacing some channels that feel very boring to Nada.

"Lunch first, Nad." said Miss Diana as she sat next to him.

"Wait for Mas Aksa, Mom. I'll be home soon."

"Udah okay?"

"Yes, already. Hmm, sorry ma'am, Nada staying here doesn't help anything. Even troublesome Mother," said Nada who was self-conscious because from this morning who prepared all her needs was her good in-laws.

"Why don't you want to stay there?"

"Let's stay with Aksa instead." Miss Diana's hand stretched out gently rubbed Tone's hair. "Look at you happy Mom is happy. You should never fight with Aksa. If Aksa is naughty and outrageous you say the same Mother let me be angry."

Tone smiled and hugged her in-laws. He felt lucky once again. She can feel the affection of a mother like her own mother. "Mommy is like Mama Nada. Ma'am, it's okay if Nada calls Mom Mama. Same kangen tone as Mama."

"By dong dear. I'm glad that you think of Mom as your own."

"Kok hugs do not rhyme anyway," Aksa who just entered the house immediately threw herself next to Nada.

Instantly Nada took off her embrace and smiled at Aksa. "Mas, I have my mom again."

"Mama? Well, Mom, Aksa used to call Mama can't." Aksa protested because she always forbade him when her children called her Mama.

"So mama is called mama."

"What's the tone?"

"Special make Tone." Lady Diana stood up and moved away from the two of them.

"It's not fair."

Tone just laughs. It turns out that Aksa who has grown up can still act like a child in front of his mother.

"Tiara wants to call Mama." Tiara, who had just come home from school and kissed her mother's hand, protested.

"You're following along. Mama's call was just for Tone. I'm going to the kitchen, you eat fast."

Tiara turned her lips and sat down with her two brothers.

"Sir Nada how is the impression and message of sleeping in the narrow room Kak Aksa?" tiara asked as she took off her tie.

"Poor."

Tiara smiled widely when she could catch the work of her naughty brother. "Sister, that's his neck why is it red?" tanya Tiara who was acting plain.

Tone smiled stiffly while Aksa now had stared intently at his ignorant sister.

"This, bitten by a mosquito."

"The mosquito here is great, brother. Segede Kak Aksa." his laughter broke while running away from his seat because Aksa had now risen from his seat.

"Little brother don't talk weird."

"Little brother? Tiara is 17 years old. My friend also pok a lot of his girlfriend on the neck."

"Astaghfirullah, Tiara said what are you. Wooh."

Tiara closed the door of her room as Aksa was about to pull out the ears of her mischievous sister. Aksa shook her head then she grabbed Nada's hand to come to her room.

"Today's kids don't use filters."

"You are Mas. You know why you make a red mark on the front of your neck. Can't be covered by anything."

Aksa smiled. After closing the door, Aksa actually locked Nada's body with her hands. "Enak Na, don't think about getting there. If so now I just make it behind the back, let it be covered with hair." Aksa flicked her hair and drowned herself down the white neck again.

"Ahh, My..."

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