My Adult Man's

The Mall

2 Months later

It has been 2 months since Handini and Farhan became husband and wife. Nothing has changed from their home. Farhan was still with his mysterious attitude.

Handini also began to enter college with every day riding a subscription motorcycle that Farhan had chosen. And it turns out that his ojek father is the husband of Bu Mae. The back of the house that Handini once visited.

And Lita's working too. Yes, the short-haired girl had already worked one office with Farhan. Because of the desire of Bi Nam who wants his son can one office with his nephew. Make Bi Nam not worry about letting Lita work in this city.

"Where are you going, Din?" asked Farhan who had just finished taking a shower. His hands were busy wiping his wet hair with a small towel. He walked over to his wife who was busy putting some things into the sling bag.

"I want to go to Salsa mas's house" she replied without looking at her husband. When it is felt that there is no item left, he immediately uses his sling bag.

The sound of horns sounded from outside. The sign of Mr. Dar was waiting for him in front.

"Mas, I'm going first. Mr. Dar is waiting for me outside. You're not going anywhere, are you? I have a little business with Salsa, I'll be home by noon."

"Yes, I'm not going anywhere" he replied quickly. He immediately stepped his foot out of the room.

Then Farhan immediately put on a t-shirt and walked after his wife.

"Dina.. " Handini turned her head in shock when suddenly her husband called her.

"Why?"

Long enough for Farhan to answer, until finally he ventured to speak.

"Only who will take you to Salsa's house, I will tell Mr. Dar." Without hearing the answer from his wife, he headed straight to the porch of the house.

"Sorry Mr. Dar, my wife is not being ushered father, let me just." Farhan gave a bill of how many tens of thousands for an apology because he had canceled.

"Oh so mas, it is not necessary, if Mba Dini want to be escorted masnya." he replied while returning the money given Farhan.

"Please thank you, sir, for Jojo."

"Ahh Mas Farhan this makes me not feel good, my energy has not been drained and my gasoline is also intact, at most a few drops from my home to Mas Farhan's house. It's not good, I haven't made any money yet. But how else yes, I also need anyway.Hehe."

Mr. Dar laughed, making Farhan laugh because of the attitude of Mr. Dar who he thought was hilarious. Just accept the money given, why have to talk at length.

"Yes sir, I'm sorry again."

"Nothing Mas, often-often also can" he said slowly.

"What Sir?" asked Farhan who had indeed heard the words of Mr. Dar just now. He wanted to laugh again, but he could stand it.

"Ah no Mas Farhan, yes I have gone home first. Mba Early I go home first, if you need to usher me again please whatsapp ya mba." Mr. Dar screamed a little because Dini's position was quite far from him.

"So this morning whatsapp even tick one sir, I finally called" replied Dini while walking towards Mr. Dar and her husband.

Mr. Dar scratched his helmet and replied "Oh that, my quota is up mba."

Farhan and Handini laughed together while Mr. Dar just blushed in embarrassment.

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"What do you need for Salsa's house?" asked Farhan who was currently driving his car.

"Hm. I want to ask the material." replied Handini who seemed to think. The woman was busy with her cell phone. Suddenly I heard an incoming message.

Farhan turned around for a while and focused on driving. The man felt strange with the attitude of Handini who seemed to ignore him.

"Message from whom?" farhan asked suddenly when his car was now stopped because of the red light.

Handini felt shocked at the question from her husband, not usually the husband kepo against her.

"From Salsa, Mas." he replied after he finished typing a reply to his best friend.

"Can't."

"Why?" farhan asked quickly, shortly after Handini answered quickly as well.

The woman was further astonished at her husband's attitude. His eyes were shining through the eyes of the husband from the side, the face of the man who sometimes looked cold was now turning red as if he was holding back anger.

Farhan finally turned to his wife when he found out Handini was watching him earlier. Their eyes met but only a few seconds because Farhan had to focus on driving back.

"I want to play at Salsa's house, I haven't played there in a long time." Handini replied after a long silence. And Farhan only nodded briefly.

When he arrived at Salsa's house, Farhan also reminded Handini to preach if she wanted to go home so Farhan could pick her up.

The woman remained standing in front of the gate of her best friend's house, while looking at her husband's car that had walked far away leaving her.

"Din, why so gini anyway, I so go back and forth dong." Salsa grumbled as she approached Handini in front of her house.

"Hehe's sorry, yeah yuk's leaving. My husband's car is not visible either."

The two women of that age got into the car together.

"Why are you even ushered your husband anyway, he said dianterin Mr. Dar."

"Yes suddenly Mas Farhan was willing to nganterin, even though Mr. Dar was already in front."

"It's a good thing I'm only halfway there, so I can come back here again."

"Uummhhhh thanks my best friend." Handini hugged Salsa to soothe her pity.

It only took 20 minutes, the two of them finally arrived at their destination. Impatiently the two got out of the car and jumped for joy.

"I finally got to mall, after so long" said Handini who felt this was a rare event.

"Yes Din, I also like to be here with you again.Hmm..but it's okay you don't let your husband first?"

"Don't do it, he also certainly if you know will ngijinin kok.Kan I'm here for him too."

Salsa simply nodded and chased after Handini who walked ahead of him.

And not felt, it has been 2 hours Handini and Salsa were in the mall. They both surround each outlet in the mall, looking for what they want. After getting what they were going to buy, with a heavy heart they both had to go home immediately.

"Highly Din, we're going home. Not later in the afternoon, you play first in my house." whine Salsa while shaking his best friend's arm.

Handini let out a long sigh, not that she did not want to linger with her best friend but she had already promised her husband that she would come home this afternoon.

"Can't be Sal, I promised Mas Farhan I'd be home by noon" he said.

The eyes of the two of them caught a familiar car from a distance walking towards them.

"Hmm the invitation has come" said Salsa. The two of them were already in Salsa's house, still in front of the gate. Handini had told her husband to pick her up while they were still on their way to Salsa's house earlier.

Handini waved and was greeted by a wave from her best friend. Salsa looked at her best friend with a sad look.

"Here we have a new life."

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Happy reading.....