My Husband Is - Cuek

Meeting Old Friends

When I made sure Rey wasn't seen by her nose, I called Dara immediately. It seems that this boredom really cannot be contained. I'm still thinking about Rey. How it is at the office. If he continues to be close to Vina, it is not impossible that he will fall in love with the girl who was once in Rey's heart.

[Can we meet?] fill in the message I sent to Dara.

[Can. You come here, yes] reply Dara quickly.

After that, he sent me his home address. While wearing clothes, I ordered an online taxi that would take me to Dara's house.

I stood in front of the garage fence while glancing at the watch in hand. Sometimes looking at the road. It was already quite day and the sun was also quite high. Maybe the online taxi I ordered is stuck.

A few minutes later, the taxi showed up. The driver opened the windshield.

"Sorry, Ma'am. It's jammed."

I smiled a little and got in the car.

"Sorry, yes, Ma'am. Street's jammed. Very sad" he said, still defending himself.

"Yes, Mas. No papa. The big city is jammed every day, isn't it," I replied immediately so that he could stop talking.

Car drives to destination. I still open my phone and watch my favorite drakor. The taxi driver said, the address I was going to is quite far. About 45 minutes. To drive away boredom, watching drakor was my choice.

The car went into an alley. The address that was addressed was near. The alley is quite noisy here. The voices of children everywhere. Then, while daydreaming, the car stopped.

A black-hijab woman covering half her arms was seen drying baby clothes in front of the house. Our gaze met when we finished putting baby pants in a red baby clothes hanger.

His face changed when he saw me get out of the car.

"Alma," said.

I smiled and walked towards him.

"Assalamualaik."

"Getishalight." He opened the gate and we shook hands.

Dara held my arm. From the look on his face he was quite happy because of my arrival.

"Old time, yes, we did not meet. You are more beautiful, deh," praised Dara.

"It's beautiful because of the makeup, yeah." We both laughed.

"Let's go to my house. Sorry, yes, my house is small. But, I'm grateful that my husband can work and buy this house" she said, taking me in.

"Yes. No papa. The important thing is livable, right."

When I stepped in how surprised I was, Dara's house was quite a mess. There are children's toys everywhere. Stuffed baby powder. Dara is seen taking the basket and getting it done quickly.

"Sorry, yeah, messy. I haven't been able to see some. My little boy likes to cry if his mother briefly did not look at him," he said who focuses on all kinds of toys.

"Yes. Where is your son?" ask me while looking around.

"He's sleeping. Last time I took a shower, kept eating, kept sleeping."

I sat on the brown sofa in the living room. While Dara is still busy with sweeping the baby powder marks scattered on the floor.

"Ehh, how-how. Said you married Reyhan, huh?" ask Dara while sweeping.

"Yes" I replied briefly.

"Couldn't you? We used to, would love it if he passed in front of the class. Sampe defended angry with the Mathematics teacher because he did not want to miss the ngeliat OSIS chairman was passing by."

I smiled a little when I remembered that. Rey is now the closest person to me.

"La, yes. How could you marry her?" Dara repeated her question so I could answer her. Actually it's still a little males I'm talking about Rey. But, it looks like my friend this one is quite kepo how can I match up with my High School idol.

"I'm being betrothed, Ra's the same Dad. First, the horror, yes the soul mate. But I know the same Rey. I said right away, yeah. My dad was like Rey's old dad."

"Ohh. It means Rey is very unlucky, dong, marry you," he said while looking at me intently.

"Have you fucked." I threw a pillow that was leaning on the sofa at him.

We laughed together too. I think my decision was right to come here. Because this one friend could really drive away the calamity that almost settled inside me.

I could've told you about me, but, I better hold it. I better listen to the story of his son's growth.

"Eh, Ra. How many children are you?"

"Two, Ma" he answered on the porch.

"Ep. It's two of you."

"Yes, dong. Me, Abis graduated straight from marriage. Yes you. How many months of marriage" he answered. Fortunately, he did not offend you. If so, I can't be honest.

"How many years have you been married?" my many.

"Em, seven years."

I nodded slowly. "Eh, Ra. The drought is over, yes" I said, gesturing. I want to know if he's sensitive or not.

I still glanced at Dara who was once again still busy with some of her.

"Yes my. Sorry, yes, my friend is the most beautiful world hereafter. I forget. What do you want to drink?" dara asked while pinching my cheek.

"Not to be too late. What is important is not raw water" I replied.

Turns out he's still pretty sensitive. I glanced at him walking into the kitchen. With that long yellow face and negligent face, she had truly already become a mature woman. Mothers exactly.

Before long I looked around the house sudht and some wall hangings attached, the sound of baby crying sounded loud.

Suddenly I ran towards the source of the sound and grabbed Dara's child who woke up from his sleep. I carried her slowly and shook my legs when this baby was in the sling. Her crying stopped as I held her tiny hand.

The little eyes blinked and tried to see who was carrying him. He looked at me while silent. I'm pretty confused as to how. Dara, who suddenly appeared from the kitchen, immediately entered the room and asked for the baby in my sling.

"Cup, cup. Here's the same Mom, honey," she said softly.

"Let's drink it" he told me to come out.

"Yes." Yeah." We went out together and I immediately grabbed a drink on the table.

"What's your son's name, Ra?" much

"Askiah." She sat on the floor breastfeeding her child.

Seeing this, my heart suddenly felt envious. Dara's simplicity does not make her complain even though she has to take care of her children and do her own homework. Even he looks happy. I looked at Dara who was joking with her baby.

I wish I could be as lucky as Dara..

Seriate...