My husband is possessive

Workwork busy

Towards the semester exam. Work hard before taking a long day off. It looks like the second honeymoon plan will be realized. Hehe, Ren has already made a list of funds facilitated by his brothers. Papa follows. Mama has plans to follow us on her honeymoon. Duh.

Now it's time for the spirit to work.

Let's continue living gratefully, with all the happy that

every day we feel. I put up a little money sheet that I rolled up inside

round jar over refrigerator. Hehe, this is my daily alms. How many nominations, no

many kok. I am ashamed to mention the numbers. Maybe just the smallest sheet of money that many circulate

in society. I've started this routine even before I got married to Ren.

Alhamdulillah continues to this day. In the small jar, I put a prayer every time I put money in it.

Sometimes unbeknownst to me, Ren puts a bill in there. Coco

l know? because the nominal is different from the one I input every day. So I know, hehe. Aw,

it is just a simple way I thank the many blessings God has given me.

Once collected for a month, everything in the jar will be

I put it in a small bag without counting. I gave it to the man I thought

requires.

The more we are grateful for what God has given me, the more I feel

God gives me more happiness.

I pat the little jar. Praying to God.

Let's get excited again.

Daily activities are back

face it. I still tie the ends of my hair slightly behind my ears. I was in a state of inner turmoil. But have not dared to take a step forward about hijab. Ren was still waiting patiently while my heart was still back and forth. Worryingly.

Yes, the heart is a thread that can only be strengthened by faith. I was walking on it.

In the midst of the war of my heart, the preparation for the semester exam is in sight. The teacher makes a problem

exam. Hard work of students to learn.  In the wind this morning, I saw a crowd of children

start the day with spirit. As always, we talked about the weekend

delightful.

I smiled and returned a warm greeting from my students. Your dreams still lie wide children. Study hard.  And fill your precious days with plenty

fun stuff. High School will always be a great memory.

I will never forget dealing with this student.

He confronted me in front of a small gate. It seems to be waiting for me. Stand with your feet bent against the walls of the classroom. Relax Ayana, just smile. Andrian approaching.

“ Eat with other teachers ya bu.” Poking a picture box

donuts in front of me. “ This is not a statement of love, I already know myself really, after meeting my mother's husband.” Wahhh,

keep your voice down, son. Or the whole school can hear it.” Take bu.” I

refused it. Really am. “How is her husband Bu Aya?” After Andrian

asking that, finally the donut box changed hands.

I still lost to him.

“ Good alhaamdulillah.”

“ Alright, say my regards to him.” What the fuck, put on some greetings. I want to burn fire again.

“ Don't want, hehe.” I really want to find trouble. Replied firmly but still spiced up with laughter. “ Go back to class,

thanks donut. This is the last yes. I don't want it to be there after this.” I held up the donut box in my hand.

“ Huh! Alright. “ Andrian sighed. Yes, he must give up. “ I will always pray

happiness mom.”

“ Thanks yes son. I will also wish you the best.

Studying diligently yes, good luck with your semester exam preparation.”I say firmly as a clear separation between us.

Our relationship was not as good as I had imagined. More precisely he can

greet me normally. Yes including this box of donuts. I continued the steps

heading to the office, got a few greetings.

May time kill my feelings of joy.

“ Morning Bu Aya.” Still busy doing his job. Teacher greet.

“ Morning Bu.”

“ Bu Aya bring what?” Looking at my hand, it looks like he hasn't had time for breakfast.

“ Donuts. Someone wants breakfast. Please take” Without hesitation come storming.

“Ih funny donutnya.Topingnya funny. Buy where bu.” Ha, what donut topping? Indeed, topping can be as strange as anything to fuss. I didn't peek at the box just now.

What the fuck is a boy. Why give a doughnut topping with a heart shape so. Ah, it seems like a long time will still make you forget your feelings.

***

Side Story's

Renan at the end of the day.

He knocked on the door, after a sound came from inside he entered. His face was cold, unwilling to make any pleasantries just giving a light smile. While breathing the air in the same room alone he felt careless.

“ Renan.” Bu Tiwi got up from her work chair.Since that day, when she saw

this subordinate of his, he felt awkward and embarrassed. He avoided as much as possible. Surprised when Renan himself is in front of her without her calling.  Dehem slowly while allowing Renan to sit down. He sat down again in his chair. Renan remained standing, and did not want to linger.  “ Why?” Try to avoid eye-view meetings.

“ I want to apply for annual leave Bu at the end of this year.” Renan

hand over the letter, put it directly on the table.

“ Alright, will I check later.”

“ Thank you Mom.I excuse me.” Really don't want to make any pleasantries.

“ Wait Renan.” Renan stopped his footsteps.  Turn towards Bu Tiwi.Still without loosening the nerves of his lips.“ Thanks

his advice, I am very grateful for the words Renan I realized.” Bu Tiwi continued her sentence.

“ I've said it will forget the incident, I assume

it never happened. Mom don't need to report anything to me.” Again and again

gives a very clear line.

" all right. Again sorry."

" I'm sorry Mom."

Renan had never made a gray space in front of him.

“ Senior, senior from where?” Mita tailed after seeing her senior appear. He waited a moment. " Why go to Bu Tiwi's room? He never again had lunch in the office cafeteria, but we often eat in the cafeteria." Nyerocos without being asked. " Senior, have heard the story from Kak Aya yet."

" Hmm." Carry the box while opening the message hp.

" What did Aya say? Tell me I met a really sweet guy in college not. Haha, so embarrassed." Though Renan only squinted, more enthusiastic reading messages from his wife. " Senior I want to give up my single time. Hihi, so embarrassed."

" Did she ask you out?"

Mita was petrified immediately.

" There's been a juice message, courtship is a relationship that exists between two parties." Laughs. "If only one side is singlep ngarep his name. Haha, remove your tears, nothing is crying."

Mita forgot that fact. He had not even gotten any messages from his level sister. He was already waiting.

" Senior evil!"

" Haha. Don't be sad donk. Have me juice already there." Well, with Mita Renan can make jokes at will.

Scowled, but left too.

Mita stood up, her gaze glaring far away. Viewed by hp screen. Slender. As he waited for the juice and food his order shook. Although a bit lazy to take hp from the pocket of clothes. When he saw who was sending the message, he immediately screeched and jumped up and down in excitement. Message from Sweet Haikal.

Whose friend is the boy. Renan.

Seriate....

Wahhh Mita, I did not expect you to be on campus with Haikal ^_^