
...I came back all...
...How are you all😂😂....
...Finally, this afternoon my story next door was twisted, and I could see this story again....
...Nungguin yah?...
...Go straight, stay toon....
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"Are you new employees in this apartment?" Kavin, who was now standing with his right shoulder leaning against the ramon of the bathroom door, asked with a mouth that was chewing on apples.
"Yes tuan— we are both new water employees in this apartment," replied one of the black men who nudged Kavin in the lobby.
Kavin who heard that only nodded his head, even though he again bit the apple in his hand, "The old man works like this?" kavin asked back, making the man in black shake with a whimper.
"I was recently, sir. But this one of my friends is experienced. I'm a ngikutja, as long as not be unemployed at home," explained the man with the index finger of his right hand pointing towards one of his friends who is currently inspecting the bottom of the hospital sink.
"That's better. Than at home, got a wife, right?" Kavin spoke in a friendly chuckling tone, in fact, before marrying Mika. Kavin never spoke in this casual style and tone.
"Yes— that is, sir." replied the man with a mustache, and the black man with a whimper and his head moved to the left right.
"Marriage partner?" kavin asked, and the man in front of him nodded his head.
"Udah, Sir. I have two children too." replied the man, timidly.
"Weh yah fasten. How many years of marriage?" Kavin began to like the chat between himself and the plumber who was in front of him.
"I married at twenty years old, sir. Had the first child at twenty-five, and the second was born" the plumber said, making Kavin smile.
"How old are you now, huh?" kavin asked casually, while throwing the rest of the apples into the garbage basket in the bathroom.
"thirty-three years, sir." Kavin rounded his eyes in surprise, because he did not think that the person in front of him was so far old than he was.
"So, I have to call, Mr. No. I'm sorry, sir. I was not polite." In a sorry tone, Kavin said an apology, making the plumber grin.
"Call Setiaji, sir." said the plumber, asking Kavin to call himself Setiaji.
"All right, sir, Set-aww!" Kavin stopped his words, and the young man instead screamed, as he felt his feet being stepped on by someone.
Kavin looked back, and the sharp eyes of his wife who was currently carrying a tray of two colored drinks became the first object he saw, "Honey, there is a guest. Not that these sweets are even rude. Sick tau." Kavin let out a protest in a tone that did not sound angry.
Mika who saw that, further sharpened her eyes, and moved her head to the left as if asking her husband to step aside.
Kavin who understood that, moved to stick his back on the wall, as if to give way to his wife, "Please, ndoro Ayuku, atiku, love my death." Kavin said in a very respectful tone.
While Mika who found the husband's treatment like that, can only sting, and walk into the toilet.
Coinciding with the entry of Mika, Setiaji— Kavin's interlocutor was somehow asleep under the floor, and was checking the sink.
While a man who had been watching Mika for some time, was already standing tall, with an increasingly blackened face. Mika who saw the person just nodded her head, while moving handing over the tray she was carrying.
"Ehhh the Faithful since when?" Kavin let out a voice as he already saw Setiaji sleeping on the floor.
The man took the tray with a slight touch of the ridge of Mika's hand, making the woman who was already Kavin's legal wife immediately withdraw her hand.
"Honey— why?" asked Kavin who saw Mika's shocked behavior.
Meanwhile, Mika who was asked just shook her head, and immediately moved away from the toilet. It did not escape the vision of the dark-bodied mustachioed man.
"Sorry yeah. My wife is not that kind of person." Kavin apologized, because maybe the man in front of him thought that, Mika was not polite, and ignored the guest.
"That's okay, sir. Women like that. My wife also if there are guests, expensive selling points, and often do not mind.when the family comes to see their own relatives." Kavin who heard the plumber's man in front of him immediately shook his head.
"It seems you misunderstood. My wife does not want to sell, expensive or does not greet guests. He's just a little bit of a nuisance in his throat." Kavin explained by showing a smile on his face.
While Setiaji who is finished with his task, moves up from his bed, and immediately reaches the glass on the tray.
"I mean, Mister?" ask Setiaji, and after. He sipped the colored drink in his glass until the toilet.
"He can't talk, or in short Mute. But let it be. I love my wife very much, and will do anything for her." Kavin who heard the question, without any line of hesitation replied, making the two moustached men with slightly dark skin were shocked.
"So— sir ...."
"Rifki, Twenty-nine years old," said the mustache man who said Mika was expensive selling, introduced himself.
"So, you don't equate your wife with my wife. My wife is a limited edition. She's the only beautiful, sweet, kind-hearted woman on this earth." Kavin continued his words that had been cut off with a proud tone.
Setiaji and Rifki—, the man who was two years old with Kavin, nodded his head as if to understand, "Sorry, Sir." said Rifki, and Kavin only replied with a big smile. Honestly, the man was now holding back his anger.
"You're done, right?" Rifki and Setiaji nodded simultaneously, "in that case, can you guys go? There's still so much to do with my wife." Kavin shooed away blatantly because he was so upset with Rifki— the man he had left was much older than Setiaji.
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The night had covered the capital city of Jakarta. Now Kavin and Mika are sitting on the sofa in the living room with their eyes on the television.
"Darling," Kavin called out in a spoiled tone, and both of his hands he moved in a circle on his wife's flat stomach, and his chin had already been stuck on Mika's shoulder.
Mika, who heard Kavin's call, moved to stroke the cheek of her husband, as if answering what.
"I've made a schedule with a specialist ...." Kavin paused his speech only to turn left looking at Ayu's wife's face.
"We're going to the hospital, to check on you," Kavin said, relaxed, and he immediately smiled when he saw his wife's surprised expression.
"So, prepare. Tomorrow I'll take you to the hospital."
...T.B.C...
...Tomorrow again yeah. ...
...I will try to update 3 parts or more tomorrow morning, for an apology, because it has made you wait a long time. ...
...Will try well, not really a three-part update more. So, let's see tomorrow. If there is no busyness, I will love you three parts or more....
...See you again....