Loved Wife Mr. Lecturer

CHAPTER 42: Attention

Maybe twenty minutes after the two talked on the phone, Rafa came. As usual, this time he managed to steal the attention of Diana's friends. Especially now, even worse. That's because they knew Rafa was married.

When he arrived, Rafa's main focus was on Zely who appeared to be sitting on a chair next to Diana, his mother. It did not seem to complain, but from the face he could see that he looked tired.

“Wah, have been picked up by husband,” said Rika.

Rafa snatched and kissed Diana's hand.

“Sorry aunt, I interrupted her show,” Rafa told Rika and the others.

“Yeah, Rafa .. kayak same who said it,” response Rika. “Kan already can also pick up mama. Now what, nih ... would you like to pick up your mom or wife?”

“Mama still wants to be here, Raf. You and Zely go home first.”

“Iya, Rafa. Later your mama together with Auntie just go home. Kan, we are one way,” bright one of the mothers who responded.

Rafa nodded with a knotty smile, then focused on his mother.

“In that case, Ma, I brought Zely home, yes.”

Diana nodded. “Be careful, yes.”

Rafa turned his gaze to Zely. “Ayok,” take him.

Zely nodded and moved from his sitting position. “Ma, I went home first, yes,” she kissed the back of Diana's hand with a mini backpack that was already on her back.

“Live break yes, Nak.”

Zely nodded. Then it leads to other mothers. “Tante all. Thanks for the many banquets and welcome. Sorry, if I came without an invitation.” The best part of this. Suddenly he appeared, uninvited.

“Let's have another event, come yes, Darling.”

Instantly Zely made bouncing. It's just trying to stay calm in the midst of the onslaught of mothers.

“Iya, Auntie,” answered kindly.

After leaving, Rafa and Zely leave the restaurant area where the event was held. Rafa walked one step ahead of Zely, while Zely was behind.

Spread his eyes around. Usually it is in most shopping centers with Jean and Renata. Now it is precisely with Diana as the in-law and Rafa as the husband. Sometimes what is planned is never going to be known. Who would have thought if he and Rafa would have such an impromptu relationship.

Zely complained and his steps came to a halt instantly as he hit something, even hitting his head.

“Ih, Rafa you fuck, anyway. Stop kok impromptu,” umpatnya on Rafa who even deliberately stopped in front of him. Yes understandably, his views and thoughts are scattered everywhere, so do not realize if Rafa is in front of him.

“Then the road, the focus.”

“Who does not crash, if you stop in front of me.”

“What do you think?”

“Neither,” replied Zely. “Ayok, home.” Now it is he who chooses the path first. It was just a few steps running, a touch suddenly felt in his hand. Not just touching, but grasping.

Initially focus on the hand, but now focus on the owner of the hand.

“Meet me for a minute,” take Rafa.

“Where?”

“Book store.”

Zely put on a sour like. This guy is testing his guts as someone with good academic grades or whatever. Going to the bookstore. Just being a obedient wife wherever her husband takes her. But he doesn't really like bookstores.

The two headed for the bookstore that was not far from their position. Arriving inside, Rafa starts looking around for the book he needs. While Zely only became a loyal follower for tailing behind Rafa.

Squatting, leaning, until sitting on the floor ..all he did while waiting for Rafa who was busy as if never after looking for the book he needed. Either he really intends to buy, or even just hitchhiking read for free.

“Still a long time, huh? I am so tired of following you,” lamented leaning on the bookshelf. “If I had gone straight home, maybe now I was driving around in a dream.”

“Consider this you again dream. Again around too, right.”

“Iya, roving to the feet of a stock. It will have to be his responsibility. Nyampe home, you have to massage my feet,” umpatnya annoyed.

Zely who was sitting on the floor and leaning against the bookshelf, extended his hand to Rafa. The man immediately welcomed his helping hand, helping to get up.

“Finally,” Zely relieved when the two came out of that bookstore.

Zely thought that Rafa had bought dozens of books, but it wasn't at all. Already back and forth, pacing back and forth, from sitting, squatting, standing. There were only two books he bought. No confusion, no.

“What do you want to buy?”

“Buy what?”

“That's a question, Zel .. why are you back asking.”

“Oo,” response Zely. “Nothing. I just want to go home and sleep well.” The hope is from a few hours ago and now it has passed the afternoon even.

“Mump again here.”

“Easy if I. Later sometime can also, right.”

“Mump me again with you.”

Still in his mind, for the umpteenth time Rafa seemed to be someone else who suddenly had a different attitude. Zely to his surprise, this is Rafa why. Still able to remember what kind of annoying attitude he had towards her, now it was the opposite.

“Not interested in shopping? Your clothes or needs or whatever?”

Zely shook his head.

“Why answer not?”

“Rafa, most guys don't like girls who shop the most. Lah, this is you there is no wind no rain, even nawarin.”

“Most, right. That means I entered the list at least,” response Rafa. “Your stuff is not at home, rather than back and forth bring it, mending buy new aja.”

“Capek,” complained.

“I help.”

It seems like Rafa's mind is in trouble. He who was offered shooping, refused. But even Rafa is strong.

Rafa and Zely arrive at a women's clothing store. A variety of daily and formal clothing complete all in it. Start choosing which ones are suitable. Although his position is now Rafa is more enthusiastic.

“This,” Zely glee shows a short skirt in green tosca towards Rafa.

Not giving an answer, but the glance of Rafa's eyes has given a convincing answer.

“There are other options?” ask Rafa.

“Color?”

“Size, Zely. That's too short. Size above your knee.”

“Kan is indeed the model like this, Rafa. It is also called mini skirt. That means, short. If long skirt, new deh long.”

“Minimal the size you use now. No, no more debate. Want to expose your body in public? Yesterday you open up to your knees.”

“Yes, Father. It depends on the atmosphere and the condition of the make. If I go to college, I can't use it either. It's best if the road. Yes today for example.”

“Remember, yes. A woman can only spread her body in front of her husband. Not in public.”

Start, Rafa nagged again. This time it sounds pretty. More to the warning of Zely to keep his clothes, not like the weightless scolding like before which is more to resemble a brawl call.

Suddenly Zely felt aware of the sentence Rafa said. Too focused on scolding, making him unaware of Rafa's sentence straight away.

“You asked me to show off in front of you, is that it?”