My Husband Is - Cuek

Introductions

I was sitting in the middle between Mom and Dad, after the chase scene between me and Mom.

Indiho movie cake likes to chase. Bhahah.I said in my heart. However, that little laugh was heard by Mother. He grabbed my arm quickly.

When I arrived, I was ashamed of my behavior. Indeed, sometimes I like to act a little silly, even though I am no longer young.

I laughed when I remembered I was running before I saw Rey. The fat, brawny and bald-headed man in front of it was Mr. Gunawan, Rey's father. Rey was next to him and was invisible to me because of her father's shrouded body.

I laugh and look at Rey. He just looked here and there like he was uncomfortable. Before long, Rey said goodbye to the toilet. I took the initiative to drive Rey. Although this house is not too big, this is an opportunity for me to be closer to my dream husband.

I got up from my seat and walked to the back. Rey followed me in the back.

"That." I pointed at the blue door in the corner of the kitchen.

While waiting, I pulled up my chair and sat down. I put my left hand under my chin. My right hand is on the table.

What is that handsome guy if he pees for a long time? ask me in my heart while looking at a wrist that has no clock.

After so many, so many minutes, Rey also came out of her hiding place.

"Is there a tissue?" I who heard his question immediately ran to my room to pick up a tissue.

"It."

Rey pulled a piece of tissue out of the box I was holding. He wiped his face with a tissue. He was closed for a while because his eyelids were also cleaned.

He then gave me a tissue from his face. I smell the tissue.

Hem, fragrant.

I hurried to throw it away as he looked at me.

"Rey," I said.

It stops and turns around.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Have you forgotten me?"

He then frowned at the sign of thinking something.

"You..."

"You..."

I'm waiting for an answer.

"You're Alma, right."

Haa? Pork! He forget. Hasn't it changed days?

"Oo, cashier minimarket?"

I smiled flatly. He smiled faintly and scratched his back head.

Waaaah, looks. Can I pinch that cheek? Kuci. kuci..

"Emm, don't you want me to talk." Without an answer, Rey pulled the chair next to the chair I was sitting in. I also sat down with him.

Don't want that first?

I glanced at him who was busy looking at my kitchen.

"Geez, Rey. You want me to?"

He looked over and looked at me. He frowned again. However, there is no answer.

"Not that, you used to go to school in Jakarta?" much

"Yes." Yeah."

"That means, right, if you were my upperclassman. You were the head of the OSIS, right?"

He nodded. "Yes." Yeah."

I look ahead. No other answer what? Yep, yeah.

"You forgot about me, Rey. Almaira Syafitri's? Your class sister first?" many enthusiast.

Rey was silent without an answer.

"When did MOS give me those hibiscus and chocolate candy?"

Why did he remember that ridiculous thing?

I bowed lethargic and put my head on the table.

Drrrk.

Rey left me in the kitchen. While I'm still lethargic about that shameful past.

That was the first time I saw Rey. All the new kids, especially girls, screamed hysterically the first time they saw Rey. When I was caught photographing Rey secretly, I was punished by another upperclassman. The steamy punishment expresses a direct love for Rey.

"Sister," I said. Instantly he looked at me.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" bending and folding one foot back.

My ridiculousness used to be so incredible. Although the cheers and applause of the other friends began to make me tremble, I cannot back down at this time.

He looked at me, I looked down because I couldn't see his face. He took chocolate candy and ate there. And as he picked up the shoe flower that was beginning to wither, he just dropped it. And he left me silent here.

The sound of palms clashing in the back. Apparently, Rey and her friend were playing tricks on me. I just sat limp in the middle of the field listening to the other friends yelling at me getting louder.

Why must it be that ridiculous memory that he remembers?

"Ma, Rey and her dad want to go home, no." I was shocked and ran forward.

I looked at those who got into the car until the car could not be seen from sight. I let out a breath.

He's still like before. Cue. It could be the reason why he has not been married until now.

Drrr... Mobile vibrates.

A message came in. But, just numbers.

[This, I. Rey]

I jumped for joy at the message from Rey. I quickly returned it.

[Hi, Rey. How do I get my number?]

[Your father] reply.

[Hemm]

[Tomorrow, Papa will take you away]

Huh huh? Her papa? I want to marry Rey, or her father.

[Papa you?]

[With me too]

Haa, leg. Emang, this guy likes to make me a heart spot.

[OK] reply me as closing message.

**

"Mom, today Alma was invited to go with Rey and her Papa."

"Where?" ask Mother.

"No idea."

I went to my room and saw one by one my clothes in the closet. I happened to be on a night shift at the minimarket. So, I can walk free with Rey. One by one, my clothes were seen.

One closet why doesn't anyone fit?

The clock shows at 09.00 WIB. Rey is coming soon.

The gawat!!

I pulled a towel and took a shower. I was in a hurry from usual. Rey is now in my house. I only wear powder and lipstick.

Gawat, because I was busy with clothes, until I could not get dressed.

"Mother, Alma's leaving. Assalamualaikum," I said goodbye and kissed Mom's hands and cheeks.

I walked as gracefully as I could in front of Rey. Do not let me show my ridiculousness again in front of him to make him ilfeel. I smiled as I entered his shiny black car.

On the way, I just looked at Rey's face focused on driving.

"Don't forget to blink" he said. I glared and looked forward.

"Where are we going Rey?" my many.

She's quiet.

Answer why cake.

"To my house" he answered.

I nodded in understanding. Shortly after, I yawned and fell asleep. This one-hour drive, it's put me to sleep in the car.

For a moment, I felt my body being slowly shaken. I woke up and went back to yawning. I was surprised when I got out of the car.

Well, what house is this palace?

I walked leisurely following Rey from behind.

Seriate...