
"Sister Rich! Is it true we're moving?" ask Kimy who followed her husband into the room.
"Hem." The short but vague answer left Kimy dissatisfied.
"Is it really papa who loves the house for us?"
"Yes." Yeah."
Kimy's lips pursed. Why is his father still researching his life. It was not enough all this time that his father was too imposing his will on him. This way, married alone still have to obey what his father wants.
"Why the hell should we move. I'm starting to live here." Kimy's grumbling was again not responded to by Rich. According to the man, Kimy was too noisy. Without Rich realized if Kimy had started to feel comfortable in this house. There is also Mama Nabila Zoey who is always there and entertains him.
"Have, don't protest too much. You better get the stuff we're gonna take with us."
"Where are we going to move him anyway, brother?" Ah, Kimy became curious about what kind of house his father gave him.
"Then you'll know for yourself."
Kimy had intended to ask again, but was soon interrupted by Rich. "Don't ask much more questions, Kimy. I'm tired of answering."
The girl immediately shut her mouth tightly because if Rich had said it then she was afraid to argue against it.
Only then will Kimy sit on the bed when Rich returns to power. "Take your suitcase and put your clothes in."
"Aren't we moving in the day after?"
"Yes. But from tomorrow we'll be in installments to move things. Just leave it here as necessary. Let it be used when you visit this house again."
"Yes, Brother. Ready."
Kimy stepped back and tiptoed in front of the closet to pick up the suitcase he had placed on the top shelf. While Rich, the man was preparing to go into the bathroom. However, back to reverse the body while saying, "My clothes also clean all of you."
Not yet Kimy answered, the sound of slamming doors bertebam throughout the room. Kimy just massaged her chest with her husband's attitude. Who is the bar-bar? Him or me? Kimy has his own monologue.
No doubt the girl also obeyed the orders of the husband. After putting his clothes and personal equipment. Now it's Rich's clothes that he executed. Opening the door of the closet in which there are a lot of clothes belonging to Rich. It is impossible to be transported all because the suitcase definitely does not fit. After sorting through Kimy decided to only bring a few sets of clothes in accordance with the function and also the use. Such as shirts, work pants, casual pants, nightgown and not to forget underwear to wrap Rich's personal assets.
How foolish it was that the girl who sparkled out of curiosity saw the ********** Rich's well-ordered wardrobe. Also bokser with a variety of images that dazzle the eyes. The girl giggled then grabbed one and stretched out before her eyes.
"Kimy! What are you doing!" Shouted Rich frantically rushing close to Kimy and forcibly seizing ************** from the wife's hand.
"You, yeah!" the man did not accept.
"I'm just curious, brother."
"This is my personal stuff. You should have permission first if you wanted to touch him."
"Sister Rich himself asked me to clean it up."
"Yes, but not Kimy!" How Rich who is embarrassed because Kimy actually pay attention to the sticky wrapping of his personal assets. Really plain or what? Really, Rich didn't know what to say until he no longer let Kimy touch his suitcase.
"Sister Rich is lebay. I just touched and saw the wrapper. What if it gets to the contents that I see and hold."
"Kimy!"
•••
Tomorrow.
"Is this really what you want to move?" Nabila with teary eyes as if not willing when today he found Rich and Kimy both dragging suitcases.
"Yet, Ma. It's just tomorrow."
"Well, why are you carrying all the suitcases?"
"We only carry items that can be in installments to be moved."
"Rich! You guys just stay here why the hell. Still a newlywed too."
"It's precisely because we newlyweds so need privacy to both-and-a-half without any interruption."
Rich's answer got a sneer from Kimy. What newlyweds need both. Rich had run first.
Nabila who understood the answer of her son was already smiling seductively. "Immediately give my mother a grandchild, Rich. Let my mom not be lonely."
Uhuk .. uhuk.
Rich choked on his own spit. A granddaughter? Gosh darn. His words backfire on themselves.
You must be Rich! Kimy giggles at the nervousness of her husband.
"Kimy!"
"Yes, Mama."
"Jaga Rich's fine, huh? Mama trusts Rich to Kimy. Kimy could take care of Rich later."
"Well, you're not wrong to ask Kimy that? Brother Rich Loh Ma should take care of Kimy."
"Kimy knows it. This mama feels fooled by your papa."
Kimy's forehead frowned. "What's the matter, Ma? Kimy is disappointing to be Mama's daughter-in-law."
"It's not so dear. According to your papa .. You are an unruly bar-bar girl. Keceplosan Ops. Sorry Mama. Not mama vilifying Kimy. But after Kimy actually became mom's daughter-in-law ... How do you think you can actually act more mature than your husband."
"Well! Mean mama? Kimy doesn't understand. Sorry, Ma. Kimy's brain is too slow and loading it's long."
"Let's see how Rich always treated you less well and less politely."
"What's less polite, Ma?"
"So your wife told me to bring her own suitcase. You are a completely insensitive husband. Don't think this mama isn't paying attention to you two. Mama see all if you always ignore Kimy. Kimy is your concern, Rich. I love helping my mom at home. Just be careful if you later live in your own house and you still do not want to nggep Kimy there .. just be ready Kimy mama acquisition."
"Ish Mama this is nothing. Don't like thinking that isn't. His name also just knew each other well natural if not too close."
I was also afraid to get close to Kimy who was aggressive. Rich continued, who only dared to voice in his heart. For fear and shame if laughed at by his mother. He who men of the time should be ashamed of starting. He did not want to start anything with Kimy. Let alone love, the desire to have is not in his heart. I don't know why his heart is still attached to Resca. And Kimy is not in the criteria of a wife of his dreams.