Just A Moment _Tough Wife

The familiar face

Ayank laughed crisply, Celin always protested at her when whenever he saw her easy pity.

"You know for yourself that I'm a fairy in the form of a beautiful woman." Seloroh Ayank while opening his seatbelt. The woman came down to just make small talk.

"Excuse me, sorry to interrupt. Did you call the workshop." The man who was busy dismantling his motorbike engine turned his head. But seeing there was a beautiful woman in front of him, making her immediately turn her back to her original position.

"There's just a little bit of a problem, lady, it's good. I just need to clean the spark plugs. Thanks for stopping by earlier." His speech was busy blowing objects like mini molen scrolls.

"Ah, okay. I'll wait here for a minute, who knows there's another malfunction that might be able to use the equipment in my friend's car." Ayank said calmly. He knew the man must be embarrassed to look at him, because there was a burn scar on his left cheek that Ayank had accidentally seen earlier.

"No need, lady, you can go. Sorry for not being disrespectful, it's just that it's pretty blistering in here." Replied the man still looking down towards his motorbike.

"It's okay, I just came home to see Mr. Arya's land in the sub-district town not far from here. Anyway I love the sunshine, imagine if this world was without him. We won't be able to see anything properly, nor any other beautiful scenery." Ayank said a little. I don't know why he seemed to have seen the man but in a different way.

"As far as you are, miss, don't blame me if your smooth skin burns from exposure to the sun." Said the man finally. The motor is not only a problem in the spark plugs, but also the engine, which actually requires a mechanic with a complete workshop tool.

But he was quite embarrassed to borrow after saying a lie, which now even cornered him in the wrong position.

Ayank folded his hands and crouched down next to the man who looked pretentious. The man just did not know what else to do, to avoid the stubborn woman who even crouched beside him.

"Are you sure you don't need some tools to unload your engine? Let me show you, you can choose for yourself. The toolbox was a little heavy, so I had trouble getting it here." Ayank said again, he knew the man almost died of style because of his presence.

Embarrassed at last the man stood followed by Ayank, who followed him from behind as if he were the owner of the car.

"Here, you choose yourself." Ayank said after telling Celin to open the trunk of their car. The man took some tools he felt he needed.

Some time finally his old motorcycle can be revived. A smile rose on the man's lips. Until he forgets his physical shortcomings. The man looked at Ayank with a bright face, succumbing to the bright sunlight that was blazing. And do not forget to say a sincere thank you for the help of the stubborn woman.

"I'm sorry if my attitude sucks a little. I just don't want to bother you, miss." Said the man with an uncomfortable heart.

Ayank smiled sweetly, a smile that made his maleness soul rebel to praise with a sentence. But aware of his imperfect physique, soon the man turned his face to the left.

Ayank understood this attitude and did not take heart at all.

"No problem, you don't think women like us keep tools like this, do you?" Typal Ayank laughed.

"We often travel outside the city like this, it will be very important to bring complete equipment. We can't always count on men, but they also have their busy lives elsewhere." Ayank continued to laugh a little, remembering her bastard husband whom she had stayed this morning. The man showed a face that was so clear, as if acting as a husband who was treated unfairly by his wife.

"You're right, I salute you. Thanks again. Ah yes, my name is Arkhan. I live not far from here, maybe about an hour until I arrive at my village. So still in the same sub-district city, the villages of this area are only limited by a gate only. As a pointer to the name of each village included in the city district." Arkhan Light at length. The man seemed very proud to introduce his area to a city person like Ayank.

Ayank looked to be nodding slowly.

"I love this small town, I just bought the land of lord Arya to build a clinic in the downtown sub-district. There's only a health center with limited medical equipment, so I thought it would be better if there was a clinic with complete facilities." Ayank's story is greeted with a sweet smile by Arkhan.

"You're right, but I managed to bargain at a humane price." Kekeh Ayank remembered the tangled face of Mr. Arya when he heard the idea of payment other than others.

Arkhan laughed a little.

"Alright, Ar. Nice to meet you, we'll take it first. My friend fell asleep in the car so much to enjoy the natural scenery here." Said Ayank smiling amusedly, the window glass of Celin's car opened in half. Showing the beautiful woman sleeping with her mouth open.

Arkhan turned his head, the man laughed a little at the ridiculous thing the beautiful girl was doing. But no more beautiful than the angel-like woman before him.

"All right, thanks again. And, be careful on the road, your journey is still a long way to the capital." His words are sincerely attentive.

When going to get into the car, Arkhan's voice again made Ayank turn his head.

"What's your name?" Exclaimed the man after gathering a bit of his courage.

"Ayank, you can call Ay or Yank. Just your smile, I'm fine." Arkhan waved his hand at the car that took Ayank towards the border of the district towards the capital. He hoped to meet again even if it was a little impossible.

"Ayank? Ay, Yank? It's not foreign, but where I've heard that name." The Arkhan Monologue seemed to recall something that had long since been lost from his memory. After no longer seeing Celin's car, Arkhan drove his motor home. His heart suddenly flowered after the accidental meeting.

There was hope tucked inside his heart even though it was not spoken by the lips.

Upon arrival at home, a beak woman approached the child in a hasty step.

"About anywhere, Ar, the mbok to Udin's cell phone minjem to call you. Uh, even the sound of your phone is in the room. Next time do not be careless again, hp do not forget to always be brought if walking far." Cecer middle-aged woman is clearly visible murat of concern in her majah, which shows fine lines sign her age is no longer young.

"Sorry mbok, the Caki broke down again at the end of the exit from the district. Fortunately there were good people helping Arkhan. Come on in, Arkhan's hungry. Mbok so cook stir-fry kale with my favorite dried fish, right?" Arkhan said embracing the shoulder of the woman who was like a mother to him. She felt guilty for making her mother squeeze herself.

"Mas! arkhan! Momentarily mas..." One girl called Arkhan from behind the fence of her house, after running across the street. The girl gave up a Tupperware box that can be ascertained, if there must be a side dish as usual.

If you do not remember the advice of the mbok, Arkhan will definitely refuse him. Somehow seeing the girl's face made her mood suddenly bad.

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