MY HUSBAND'S A BOY

Transaroba

I took the dirty clothes out of the suitcase. Then put it in the dirty clothes basket in the back. Continue cleaning the room, changing the bed sheet, nyapu. Then to the back take a tool to mop.

I stopped mopping when I felt this ass hit something. Seconds later turned around, it turned out to be the little boy. Eh, no! I mean husband. He's already standing in the back. Put on a smile, raise an eyebrow. It's magical!

"Why'd he?"

"Who's craving?" katilah. I rolled my eyeballs.

"What was that? Banging the door, scolding yourself in the room? What if it's not a snack?"

"Nobody slammed the door. The door has no morals!" I chipped and then continued mopping, but again stopped because the mop-hold handle was blocked.

"Ck, don't bother me, Cil! I'm so tired. Wanted to finish his job, keep taking a break."

"Eh, what did you just call him?" resounding.

"Udah, don't have that problem! Watch out, move!"

"So you said tired, right?"

"Hmm."

"Yes, you hunt for a shower keep resting. Let the rest of my work be done."

"You sure?" He took over the mop and mopped.

After mopping, he continued washing, then cooking. He really wouldn't let me help him. Because I was tired and sleepy, I finally took a break in the room. The intention is, just want to collapse for a moment. Uh, actually sleeping and waking up at half-five in the afternoon.

"Good afternoon my wife who is still pretty squared despite just waking up" he said. Either meledek or really muji. I didn't care and went straight to the bathroom. He blocked my steps.

"Eh, where are you going? Wanna shower?"

"Yes. Later if the kesorean go cold."

"Quiet down. Here, I've prepared warm water for Mimu to take a bath." For a second I flinch. Feeling strange with his attitude that changes like the season fits again panaroba. He was childish this afternoon, his afternoon suddenly full of attention again.

"Lah bengong. It's a shower. It'll be cold warm water."

"Yes. Thank you, husband." Quickly I took over the bucket of warm water from his hand and carried it into the bathroom.

"But remember, it's not free, you know!" he shouted from outside the door I had closed.

"I mean I told you to pay that?"

"Yes. Later malem I ask for his reward. Triple!" her screams continued to whimper and chuckle.

"There's no triple-triple!"

"You have to take responsibility for making me addicted!"

"Don't you, Cil! I'm not the one who started! You're the one who destroyed my fortress!" He's snapping. Then leave after I drive away to get away from the bathroom door. It sucks! Ngeselinnya.

*****

Sit on the terrace after work. Suddenly a car stopped in front of the fence. I know whose car it is. Mother is coming. I don't know what else is going to stir up now?

I stood up to welcome his arrival. Then he shook and kissed the back of his hand. My forehead frowned a little when he did not refuse when I was salami. Mom was a little different today. Not as it already is. His face was thin and flat. This time it looks better to the eyes.

"Please sit down, Mom!" He nodded and sat down.

"I'll get you a drink first, ma'am. Oya, what do you want to drink?"

"White water is cold if there is one" he replied gently. Strangely enough, is this his new way of persuading his son to come with him and let me go?

"Said nawarin drink, why even dumbass?"

"Eh, I-iya Ma'am. I'll get it for a second."

"Well, what's the matter with you coming here this afternoon?" askaku after presenting a glass of cold mineral water to the table.

I don't know if his apology is sincere or just a charade. Mom's facial expression is hard to guess. He is very good at theatrics. So, there's no harm in me being vigilant, right?

"Mom's sorry that you've been selfish and rude all along. Now I realize that's not all I'm supposed to do."

"Now Dafa is an adult. It is no longer a child, although it may still be young. I should have appreciated her decision as a mother. I shouldn't have forced my will like yesterday" he continued. Eyes glazed. Whether it's tears of regret or tears of crocodiles.

"If I'm personally sorry, Mom. May Dafa also forgive me."

"Amin," he said, "Well, where is Dafa?"

"Not yet to go home from work, Mom. Just hang. Usually come home soon." Exactly as expected. Just as these lips were clenched, my husband's motor entered the front yard. Suddenly Mother was silent. Perhaps restless waiting for his son's reaction.

"What are you doing here? Wanna complain to my wife and me again?" I rose from my seat and clasped his arm, gesturing him not to be too rude to his mother.

"Dengerin first explained Mother!" softest. He stays nyerocos and drives Mom away.

"I don't need any more explanation from you! Better now you go!" my man concluded and then he entered the house.

"Mom, I'm sorry about Dafa's attitude, yes. Later I'll try to convey the meaning of Mom's arrival, to her."

Mother nodded lethargicly. "Speak my apologies to him too."

"Surely, Mom."

"Yes, I'm home first."

"Yes, Mom. Be careful on the road." Mom touched my left shoulder. A faint smile was imprinted on her sensual lips. Then get in his car and really leave.

I went in with my used glass to drink. Arriving in the living room, I passed my husband who was ready to bathe with a towel draped on his shoulder.

"Well, you accept him? I told you, if he's here don't need to be taken!" resounding.

I continued, putting a dirty glass into the sink. He's tailing while continuing to roam. I faced him, he was silent.

"This time the purpose of Mother coming here is good. He's apologizing to me, and he's actually apologizing to you."

"Keep Mimu believe it after what she did to both of us?"

"I don't think it's wrong to give Mom a chance." He clucked in annoyance then passed to the bathroom.

"Surely this abis lash again. Ck! It sucks!" I wash my glass.

My eyes were round when he suddenly came back. Pull this shoulder to face it. Then bring his face closer.

"I think crank again?"

"I'll never be able to swallow you for long." He pulled my chin.

"There man .. hmmmph!"

*****

Again fun playing games together. Suddenly someone knocked on the door. I'm saying open the door.

"Yes there. Who the hell is it anyway, the mallm-palm are visiting?" His eyes focused on the screen.

"I open the door first. Don't cheat on the game!"

"Yes. Do not open the door for long. I'll miss you later."

"Ck! Beaah!" He chuckles. I snarl and pass forward.

My eyes were round when the door opened and it turned out that Ali was coming. What are you gonna do tonight here? What if his arrival makes the mood leak chaotic again?

"Who's coming?" ask my husband as he approaches.