Mastenges

180. Snuggle

"Assalamu'alaikum,"

"Waalaikumsalam," Sahut Berta who was watching television in the family room while cradling Jagat.

"Eh, my mom's son is home from work..." Berta smiled at the Typhoon who was walking closer to him.

"Yes mi, how come Jagat sama mami?" Ask Typhoon, while looking at Jagat who was asleep in Buayan Berta.

"Yes, it's okay. Bella left it to Mami. He said he would shower and pray first."

"Oh so," said the Typhoon as it kissed the back of Berta's hand.

"Here, take a shower first. Call Bella for dinner. Food has been served the same Ijah on the table, will be hunted cold."

"Yes mi," said Typhoon.

The cyclone walked to his room. When he had just opened the door, his forehead wrinkled as he got the room light that did not turn on.

"Loh," he muttered. Then his hand tried to find the light switch button located next to the door. After getting it, the Typhoon pressed the switch and immediately the lights were on.

The typhoon immediately swept his gaze across the room to look for Bella who said Berta was in the room. Until his eyes were glued to the corner of the room, right next to the window of the room himself and Bella.

There, Bella was standing by herself. What amazes Typhoon more is, when he saw what wrapped the beautiful body of his wife.

"Honey," the Typhoon smiled and walked over to Bella who was also smiling mischievously in the corner of the room.

"Hi Mas, just got home?" Bella said that looks very sexy with a beautiful black lingerie. The lace material is transparent and in combination with matching colored lace, making Bella's body look so tempting. Thin makeup with nude-colored lipstick makes Bella's face look so very charming in the eyes of the Typhoon.

What's the matter?" Typhoon asked who looked confused by Bella's appearance tonight.

"What's wrong?" Bella asked as she frowned.

"Yes, what's wrong? Kok tumben's.." Typhoon hooked his hands on Bella's waist that had begun to slim, after giving birth to Jagat.

This time, Bella scrunched her chin.

"Well, how about a frown?" Ask the Typhoon with a confused face.

"Don't remember him. Yes it is.." Bella releases Typhoon's hand from her waist.

"Loh... What's the matter, baby?"

"There's nothing," Bella starts wrapping her body with her pride negligee.

"Well, how's the negligee covered anyway? It's a steady fit earlier tuh. wear lingerie," said Typhoon.

"Males, I'm going ahead first." Bella stomps her feet and rushes towards the door of her room.

"Honey wait," Typhoon pulled Bella's hand and tried to block Bella.

Bella stared at the Typhoon with a deadly look.

"What the hell is that? It was very beautiful, now even fierce kayak mother kos who collect cost money."

"No, bete ah!" Bella threw Typhoon's hand and tried to walk back towards the door of her room.

"Beauth, honey...What's wrong? Answer dong... ngajakin anu-anu yes?" Typhoon smiling.

"Basically insensitive!"

"Well..why is it raging?" The typhoon ignites and lets Bella move outside their room. Typhoon looked confused, slowly the passion in him was receding and replaced by extraordinary overthinking.

"He why?"

"I'm not sensitive?"

"I'm not sensitive in what way?"

"Don't attack him right away when he's wearing sexy?"

"Or what the hell.ah,"

The questions kept coming up as Typhoon did his activities, while taking off his uniform, bathing, wearing clothes, combing, and walking towards the dining table. Even in the dining room, Typhoon was still wondering about the attitude of Bella who suddenly had a crush on him.

"Oh, what's the matter?" Inner Typhoon, when Bella would not look at herself while eating together at the dinner table.

After eating, Bella immediately carried Jagat and brought him into the room. Such an attitude has never been shown by Bella before. Of course, Typhoon was increasingly curious about the attitude of his wife. Then he went into the room.

"Dear, what's wrong with you? I'm a massage huh? Tired?"

"Think of it yourself!" Bella with a ketus.

"Bright... I'm not a shaman, baby... Who can suddenly know what's on your mind. Please if there's anything to say, baby. I'm less sensitive."

Bella stared at the Typhoon with a frown on her chin. Then he glanced and threw his gaze into the corner of the room.

"Oh Allah...What's the matter?"

"Allahu Akbar...! O Allah. Give me the miracle of hearing and reading the thoughts of O Allah..!" The typhoon held both hands.

"Basically insensitive!" Bella threw herself on the bed and turned her back to the Typhoon sitting on the edge of the bed.

"The marriage is not as easy as Pan looks, sometimes you will look stupid in front of the wife. Sometimes you are required to be a shaman, so you know what the contents of his head and heart are. More complicated than the physics formula!"

Typhoon remembered what Suprapto had said to him.

"You want to sleep?" Typhoon asked, looking at Bella's back who was on her back.

Bella does not say, she speaks a thousand languages.

"Innallahi..." Inner Typhoon.

Typhoon glanced at the clock on the wall. The clock's needle shows at half-eight in the evening. The typhoon took a deep breath and moved from its seat, then stepped out of the room.

"Basically insensitive!" Bella.

Typhoon who was about to close the door of the room, momentarily held his hand and looked at Bella who was still lying on the bed.

"Yes, what that Suprapto bang said has a point," Inner Typhoon. Then he closed the door of the room and walked to the porch. On the veranda of the house, Typhoon pensive for a moment, then he rushed to reach his cellphone in his pants pocket.

"I have to call bang Suprapto! He's a master of wife crashing. Perhaps he understood," Inner Typhoon. The typhoon immediately searched for Suprapto's name on his contact list. After getting it, he rushed to contact the man he already considered as his biological brother.

Several calls rang out in Typhoon's ears, before the forty-two-year-old man received a call from him. The first thing the Typhoon heard was the sound of objects crashing on the floor.

Prakkkkkk...!

Followed by the voice of Suprapto's wife who was nagging at a speed of 200 kilometers per hour.

"Snooooo nag ya darling, I have a call from the center." Typhoon almost laughed at Suprapto's reasoning when he had just received his call.

Shortly thereafter, Suprapto's voice was heard half-whispering.

"What's Pan?"

"I'm not bothering bang?" Typhoon asked, holding back his laughter.

"Considered you? Listen, are you my wife at the concert?"

The storm could not hold its laughter. Finally the laughter just broke out, followed by Suprapto laughter from the other end.

"Thank you for calling me. So can I pause his mouth for a moment, "Suprapto said with a chuckle.

"It seems horrified that my sister-in-law is berserk."

"Not horrified anymore, kayaking on the battlefield I feel," Timpal Suprapto who kept laughing amusedly.

"So, what are you calling me. Tumben you!"

"It's not good I said bang. Continue the war," said Typhoon.

"Eh, don't do it. I'm grateful you called me. So I can smoke a cigarette before I go on to the battlefield again,"

The Typhoon's stomach felt stiff when he heard Suprapto's ridiculous speech.

"Why? Say it... Want to confide in you, want to discuss the work or what. I'd rather hear you talk than my wife. I want an hour, two hours, until dawn I serve you to talk. Just so I can dodge for a while."

The typhoon laughed loosely, until its sound broke the silence of the night.

"No bang, I'm reluctant to vent, my brother alone is in need of venting," said Typhoon in between his laughter.

"Alaaaahhh. Say it." Suprapto.

"Where is bang, my wife is lashing. I don't know why."

"Huh? Ahahahahaha...! Really, we're fierce like lions in the field, in a cat-kayaking house!" Suprapto laughs amusedly.

"Yes, said brother. I was told to guess his thoughts. Where do I know!" Storm Complaints.

"That's it, I've been a dozen years with my wife only I don't know what's on her mind. What else you just got married for a year. Do we have to learn to read the minds of women in Mount Kemukus?"

"Kok Gunung Kemukus anyway?" Typhoon chuckles, after the amused laughter of Suprapto at the other end.

Suddenly the laughter stopped. He was silent with a pale-looking face.

"One year of marriage?" The typhoon immediately glanced at his watch and noticed the date on his watch.

"Oh God! Bang, yes it was!" The typhoon ended his phone call and went inside the house. Then he snatched his car keys and rushed off to find a gift for Bella.

Yes, so busy working, Typhoon almost missed his wedding anniversary with Bella. The most important day for her and Bella. Guilt started to panic.

"Hopefully there's still a store open" Inner Typhoon.