It's My Dream (Aksara And Tone)

Next Bucin

In the morning, in a new home, and of course with new activities as well.

Aksa had just come out of the bathroom while drying her wet hair with a towel. The fragrant aroma so out made Nada who was preparing Aksa clothes slightly complacent.

"Honey," Aksa hugged the body that is now standing in front of the open closet from behind. "This is good for marriage. Some were hugged, and there were still people who needed me every morning."

Tone just sneered. Sometimes her husband praised her too much. "Wear clothes first."

"okay."

"What time will you be home? Sis Satya took me out he said he wanted someone to talk to me to the hardware ace yes Mas, look around for equipment to teach the course." Tone's hand is now outstretched helping Aksa button her shirt.

"Around 11 I'm home, there's no afternoon class." Aksa continued to stare at the beautiful face of Nada who had now buttoned on the last button of his shirt.

"Yes later pick up in ace hardware aja yes Mas. Just bring a car."

"Yes." Yeah." Aksa pulled his wife's body until there was no distance between them. Close her face and give a warm kiss that morning.

"Darling, it's healed, isn't it? Tonight.." said Aksa after taking off her pagutan.

Cheeks of the red. It had been three days since that first night Aksa had not done it again. It turned out that her naughty husband was still able to endure it.

"But don't be the first one for long."

Aksa smiled knots then whispered a sentence that was able to make the chest of Tone pounding. "This time must have been more thrilling." Aksa passed after gently sweeping the earlobe Tone.

The tone was fixated for a moment, feeling the tremors that had already invaded his body.

Aksa smiled slightly as she combed her hair. "Would you like? It's gonna be a sweet night," seduced by Aksa.

"Who would like to." Tone out of the room. He went to the dining table and prepared food for Aksa.

...***...

"Na, should I ask you about Salma?" said Satya revealed his purpose to invite Nada to talk together. They are now in the cafe Ria. Cafes that remain their loyal subscription while chatting. Besides being able to discount, of course because the place is comfortable.

Tone stopped the motion of his mouth sucking avocado juice from his glass hearing a question from Satya. "Salmas? Satya's sister has a serious crush on Salma?"

"Yes, the more I get here the more I wonder about Salma. There's a past what makes Salma not want to be approached by guys?"

Tone took a long breath. "Sister, it's not that I don't want to tell a story, but if I tell the story the impression is like a disgrace to people."

"Aib? Na, if no one tells me how do I know Salma's problem." Satya leaned back while folding her hands. "Does his past have anything to do with Aksa? Or is she heartbroken with Aksa?"

"No Brother. This isn't about Aksa." Tone let out a long breath then looked at his sister's face. All this time Nada knew exactly, if her brother was reluctant to approach the girl carelessly. "Well, I'll tell you about Satya's sister."

Satya put up her ears to listen to Nada's story after she had previously drank her coffee first.

"Formerly after Salma broke up with Aksa, she was involved in an affair with her friend Aksa. Looks like it's his friend Aksa's plan, a hypocrite and a traitor. She accidentally teases a girl who was once close to Aksa. I also don't know why Salma could be tempted by him to do things beyond reasonable limits."

"Outside the reasonable limits?" Satya knitted her brows. Okay, this time he understood that.

"And" Nada stopped her conversation for a moment. "Salma got pregnant and was forced to abort the same jerk until bleeding and hospitalized."

Satya let out a long breath. So that's the real story. Salma is traumatized until now.

"It looks like Salma is really sorry about what she did. Is it up to Satya to accept Salma's past or not?"

"Nobody is perfect, Nad. I know actually now that she's fragile, she needs someone to strengthen her."

"So?"

"I'll try to get close to him again."

"OK, okay. Good luck, brother. Next bucin next." Tone a short laugh then finished his drink. "Sister, take me to ace hardware yes. Later brother just stay not papa. I made a pact with Aksa over there."

"okay."

It didn't take long, Satya stopped his car right in front of the place. "Na, I'm not coming. I'm going straight to the office."

"Yes Brother. No papa." Tone out of the car and then immediately into the furniture store. He circulated his gaze to the corner of the vast store while walking without direction as he searched for the location of the items he needed.

"Tone."

Hearing someone say his name, Nada turned her body around. "Aldo. Hey, how are you?"

"Gue's good. Wanna find what? Let me show you the place."

Tone saw the name tag hanging around his neck. "Wih, cool. Now the manager is here."

"It's a habit."

...***...

Aksa packed up some of his books because his teaching hours were over.

"Sir, want to go home?" tanya Bu Nurul, an Indonesian teacher.

"Yes Mom. It just so happens that my teaching hours are over." Aksa who is not a permanent teacher at the school can go home anytime as long as there is no teaching schedule anymore. Even the teaching schedule can be adjusted to the other school.

"There was a message from Mr. Kepsek, would Pak Aksa want to teach music here?"

As long as Aksa can, he will. "God willing. Yes, I want to."

"Then I give you a schedule tomorrow. Surely the children here are very enthusiastic if the guidance teacher Pak Aksa because it has been two years this exkul was vacuum."

"Yes ma'am, then excuse me first."

Aksa walked out of the teacher room with vigor. It is different to have a wife. He wanted to go home because his wife was waiting for him.

"Sir, want to go home?" ask one of the students who happened to be the second break, so in some hallways the class was filled with students.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Sir yesterday became the day of national heartbreak when we know the father is married."

Aksa just smiled thinly while still stepping.

"Sir, he said he would open a course at home?"

"Yes. God willing, open in two weeks. I'll give you the registration website if you're interested."

"Okay, sir."

After arriving at the parking lot, Aksa immediately got into his car. Moments later, the car left the parking lot. He immediately headed to the place of his beloved wife's shareloc.

The roads that are passed are not so crowded. Until he reached his destination. Parked his car then he got off and got into the hardware ace.

He spread his gaze as he stepped inside the vast furniture store.

Whose same tone?

From a distance he could catch the shadow of his wife joking with a man. Laughing and occasionally hitting the man's arm....

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Duh, the author wants to see Aksa jealous. How the hell is that penitent playboy if you're jealous again?? 🤔🤔