Mr. Security, Marry Me...!!!

32 - Last Night Things

The morning air in the village was so cold that it pierced into the bone, especially after being poured by rain all night. This morning the drizzle stubs are still heard, frogs welcome the arrival of the morning.

While in the small room, Moon slept curled up in her husband's arms, they warmed each other under the thick blanket carried by Alif. Alif has been warning, usually the end of the year like this will often rain.

Alif blinked a few times until his eyes opened perfectly, instead of seeing the beautiful face of the wife when she woke up from sleep. He only found the top of his wife's head, the face of the Moon in his armpit. It is still morning, but Alif has been made to shake his head by sleeping his wife.

“Why during pregnancy, are you getting adorable baby?” Alif stroked the Moon's hair, then dyed it in the base of his wife's hair.

Alif very carefully shifted his body so as not to make his wife wake up. Alif slowly moved the Moon's head on the pillow so that the Moon's neck is not tense because of an uncomfortable sleeping position. After putting the blankets back together on the Moon, Alif walked out of the room.

“Buwn up?” ledek the Mbok withholding his smile.

“Mbok..” Alif who was closing the door of the room was strangled, the Mbok was already sitting with his leisure in front of the furnace.

“In a moment the water is boiling, you can take a shower. Mbok does not want you to catch a cold, just your wife who you make bloated up to nine months ahead.” Alif's cheeks flushed, creeping up his ears. Alif looked embarrassed, the Mbok knew about last night.

“Not to be ashamed, that's a natural thing.” Alif scratched the nape that was not itchy, he was like a virgin child who was coughed by his parents on the euphoria of dating.

“Sorry Mbok, should Alif wake up early!” regrettable.

“It's okay, happened Mbok who first woke up no problem cooking water for you.”

The water was boiling, Alif immediately lifted and brought a pot containing boiled water to the well. The drizzle stint begins to subside, the water droplets are so cool that the eyes look.

So did the water droplets from Alif's wet hair, making the woman who looked on would be sucked in his charms like the lyrics of a song your face shifted my world. Your good looks increase make you look more sexy (hopefully after the author praise, the contents of your wallet switch to the author wallet ya babam. Ckckck?).

*****

“Mas, far too yes warung.” Complaints Moon. Even though only half a walk feels like going off.

“Why? Nysal? Didn't want to ride the bike!” The moon is weak.

“Kirain won't make it this far, Mas. Could be while the Moon is out, eh! It's far!”

“That, At the end of the road there the stall.” Moon muttered, Alif stopped his footsteps. He squatted in front of the Moon while saying, “Ayok up.”

The moon rose directly on her husband's back, resting her head on Alif's shoulder. The most comfortable place by the moon.

Alif occupied the Moon, then he walked towards the shelf where the drink. Taking mineral water for his wife.

“Honey, drink first.” Alif handed him a bottle of mineral water that he had opened, the already thirsty Moon gulped down almost half a bottle of the drink.

“You sit here, okay?”

Alif also took some food and also the type of vegetables that were not in his house garden. Once everything is taken, it's time to pay.

“All three hundred thousand,” The mothers continued to watch Alif's face carefully, he felt no stranger to the man in front of him.

“This is the money Mrs Fatimah, the change take aja.” Alif took out three pieces of red money and handed them to the seller.

“You're Alif, right? Mbok Maryam's son?”

“Pantesan aja, since you entered earlier. How I know you, eh! He knew it was Mbok Maryam's son. Pangling see you now, the more handsome.”

“That's your wife?” asked Bu Fatimah again with a glance pointing to the Moon who was sitting on the front bench. Alif nodded, “Iya Bu.”

“Cantik ya, pantesan aja you feel at home in the city. Lah wong his wife was clear. Right Moms?” ask her to mothers who are also shopping there.

“Iya right it.” Excited Mothers who, when they are gathered, spend five minutes twenty-five minutes gossiping.

“It should be your wife who is choosing vegetables, why do you bother shopping. Your wife even sits there casually like the Queen, cooking is definitely not possible!” babble a Mother with her cynicism, looking at the Moon from head to toe. She is Ms. Nila, a woman nicknamed Rainbow Cake by Moon the other day.

Alif smiled, “I married her to be the QUEEN, not the maid. I asked my wife to sit down, I didn't want her to be exhausted with the condition. It's appropriate, I've raised my wife. Since my wife is about to give birth to my children, what I did to her is not worth the struggle.” Checkmate Alif, make him not wrinkle.

The mother of Nila was seen very unacceptably lectured by Alif, moreover she and her husband did not manage to bind Alif with his son. Even Mbok Maryam sincerely released all his rice fields to the Shamsol boss. The mother of Nila immediately left the stall with a red face extinguished, when out of the stall she glanced at the Moon who smiled kindly at her cynically.

“Well that's right, that man should appreciate women. Don't you take heart said Miss Syamsol, she really likes that." Bela a Mother.

“I if I have a daughter, want me to match with Nak Alif. Be handsome, kind, very pampering wife.” Saying to the other mother.

“Unfortunately there are children all.” Other mothers' ejek, they're laughing.

“Again ya Mothers, Nak Alif already have a wife. Where does he want polygamy, fix Nak Alif?” Said Ms. Fatimah, Alif only replied with a smile.

*****

“Mas,” call Moon who follows her husband behind who is taking young coconut for himself. The moon came with a bar of soap in her hand that she found in their plastic groceries earlier.

“Mas.” Alif also looked.

“Month want something!” said the Moon with a smile on her face, she hid the bar soap behind her body

“You what?” ask Alif.

“Eem.. Moon want to see this grated mas with grater.” Showing the bar soap he was carrying earlier, Alif's brows furrowed.

“This?” The moon nodded with a big smile even revealing a row of clean white teeth.

“Hold soap?” ask Alif again.

“Iya, Moon want to see Mas grate this soap.” Alif took a long breath.

“Ya already, let's take the grater first.” Moon cheered happily with both hands she clenched in front of her chest. “YES....!!”

Alif pinched the Moon's nose, “You're getting more adorable, baby. Moreover, this cheek of yours makes you look cute.” Alif pierced the cheeks of the Moon which was like a mangrove.

“But Mas like it?” raise his eyebrows.

“Like, really like. So happy Mas want...” Alif bit the cheek of the Moon, making the owner scream.

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