MY HUSBAND'S A BOY

Sambels

"I'm Reno, your High School student, you forgot. I still want to be with you, Fa."

My forehead frowned, already starting to remember the man in black suit in front of me. I stood up and regretted it. I can't believe he pulled my body into his arms. My eyes were round for a moment because of his reaction. He said he was very happy to meet me here.

Quickly I withdrew from his embrace as the Bocil sitting in the back seat of Reno his expression grew increasingly hostile. While many of his friends boisterously teased him by singing, "Hot, hot, hot, this heart."

There are also singing songs, 'haredang' while banging the table as an accompanying instrument. Reno turned to the boisterous member of Bocil's gang, but she did not seem to understand that he was the cause of the uproar. Reno looked back at me with a happy twinkle.

"Are you really Reno?" I'm starting to remember. He nodded, "Geez you are different now. I'm pangling. You used to not crack like this. Seamless and .. sorry, looks geeky. Now it looks macho," I said. Just get away with it. I forget that there is a heart to take care of.

"You can do it, Fa. It's been a long time. Even within a day, people can change. Ye right?" Reno raised her eyebrows.

I'm nodding. "Yes, too, the hell." Then fold the hands on the chest.

"Well, what are you doing here?" tanyaku later.

"Me, the owner of this cafe. It just so happens to be doing a review."

"Oh, that. Well, now you're a successful person, huh?"

"Ah, just so," he replied humbly, "You yourself, why is it that late here?"

"Eum, as you saw." I showed you food on my desk.

"Oh, yeah, eat again?" guess what, I'm disturbing. Reno then let me sit down again, and she asked permission to join. I nodded in agreement. Intentionally, want to make a hot leak. Look at him jealous of what he's not.

Reno pulled an empty chair next to me. When he was ready to sit, the leak preceded occupying his chair. I clenched my lips with laughter. Reno's forehead frowned at Bocil with an annoyed look.

"Why? Any issues?" ask the boy.

"It's my chair, Mas," Reno explained rather insistent.

Bocil shifted his chair to be very tight with my chair. Then embrace this shoulder. "And this is my wife!" clearly full of affirmation.

Reno tilted her head, not believing it was possible. "What did he say just now, Fa?" tanyanya.

I took a long breath. Glancing at the bocil that already looks very upset. Mengulum lips manahan laughter. Some of the motor kids were flirting with us. While the girls, petrified in their respective places.

"Unfortunately right" I replied later. Reno flinched, shocked perhaps.

"Kok, unfortunately, anyway?" protest the Bocil ketus.

Reno was stunned for a long time. His eyes moved to look at me and stare at the fissure. Maybe he feels weird about our age difference.

"Okay, congratulations on your marriage that way."

"Thank you, Ren."

"Yes, greetings to you." Reno extended a hand before the Bocil. I reached out to represent the Bocil who never welcomed Reno's hand. It was only then that my passionate husband quickly shook Reno's hand and exchanged names.

"Yes already. Have fun for you," concluded Reno then passed because the expression of the Bocil increasingly shows his dislike.

"Thanks, Ren." -." My hand was blocked by the Bocil when he was about to wave to Reno. Sternly.

"No chest!" disallow. I let out a rough breath.

Reno stopped her steps, then turned her head here. "Most often come by here."

"No! This is the first and last!" answer the boy Ketus. I glanced at him while holding back an anxious laugh the same anguished expression.

"When I wish you were single, you know, Safa!" reno lantang. Sontak made my eyes round. The four girls covered their gaping mouths.

Bocil immediately stood up while pounding the table. "You mean whataa?!" he shouted while pointing at Reno. Some of his gang members stood up. Lita and the other three girls also stood up. Reno raised both of her hands into the air like someone being held up by a weapon. Then it passed into a room.

I turned the Bocil's body to face me, trying to calm down. "Russia, dong. Reno likes that guy. He's just kidding." I'm sure, Reno realized the jealousy of the Bocil, so the prank nature relapsed. He was eleven twelve with the Bocil. Fad like.

Miku's hands were clenched perfectly. "That's really nice, that's your theme," he said.

"Well, I'm not like you. You're also messing with him" I said.

"Whoa. Don't equate me with him!" resounding. I was suffocating in shock when the Bocil suddenly pulled my body into his embrace.

"What the hell, Cil? Lepasin, right? Shame to see people," I whispered annoyed. I glanced at the four girls, they compactly closed their eyes.

"I don't see, sister," said Lita.

*****

After eating, the leak assigns his gang members to take the four girls to their respective homes. While he was taking me home, on his friend's bike. His friend told him to take his bike home tomorrow.

The four girls took turns hugging me, they also thanked me. He promised to visit home someday. Do not forget we exchanged contacts so that after this we can still communicate as friends via air.

"Remember, the four girls came to their homes safely with nothing less! Don't be modulated!" he warned his friends.

"Yes. Just calm! Most only invited in exchange for WhatsApp contacts," replied one of them. There was also laughter and boisterous shouting. One by one, the motorbikes began to leave the cafe parking lot. We convoy again arrived at a leaky fork shouting farewell to his gang members, and we split up.

****

Until home, after cleaning himself, he immediately rushed into the room. Capek said. I forbid him to sleep. He sat down, his eyes twinkling.

"Why did you see that?" I glanced at him with a horrified feeling. Horrified that he missed.

"You're not gonna let me sleep, you want that, are you?" He continued to raise his eyebrows.

I hit him with a pillow. "Basic perverted brain!" He chuckles.

"Keep what dong?"

"Now, I want to cure your wounds!" I show you the P3K box I just pulled out of the drawer, "Those are the bandages on your head."

"Ooh. Kirain."

"Cirain-circaine! There is no anu-anuan! The body is still battered that's not mentioned!"

"Kan, whose face wounds the same head, the parts mah, safe." She finally kept quiet after I glared at her while shaking her waist. I rubbed his wound with red medicine and alcohol.

"Awwww!" he nodded as I cleaned the wound on his head.

"It hurts, huh?"

"Wisdom. Take it again. Be sick! Slow down!" skink.

"Yes. Excuse me. This abis is slow." I was even more careful when smearing the red medicine into his wound. He's hissing as hell as possible. Sometimes they avoid staying away.

"Well, it'll take a few minutes. That's new, clean with alcohol. Sit down, don't sleep!"

"Yes" he answered. Then sit leaning on the head of the bed hugging the bolster. After a few minutes, clean the wound with alcohol. He groaned in pain, must have been very poignant. I blow it so it's a little bit light.

My eyes glazed over seeing him in such pain. Nyesek's chest is not hearty. Wounds due to falling from the stairs have not been so healed, now it must be added again with bonyok wounds due to fighting the criminals earlier.

"I'm sorry, because of me, you're like this." I feel guilty. My tears finally fell. Defense's collapsed.

"Eh, who's sick? Who cried who? I'm okay, I'm okay. This is my responsibility." He wiped the tears on this cheek. Then pull gently and immerse into his arms.

"Udah dong cried. I'm okay, really. This cake is a common thing. Moreover, the cake gini for the sake of loved ones, do not feel. If you're safe, it's like medicine or not." He framed this face and wiped away the tears. I approached and held him tight. He gave a warm kiss on the forehead.

"Do you know how different Mimu is from where the angels live?" I pulled away from his embrace.

"Don't know," I answered briefly as I tidied the medicine and gauze into a P3K box.

"If the place where the angels live is. If Mimu is a darling." I glanced at him, he blinked one eye then formed his finger into love. I put on a smiley lip.

"I love you."

"Udah, sleep!" my jolt while returning the P3K box into the drawer.

"Jawab first!" axed it.

"I love you toooo, Bociiiiil!" I replied furiously while folding my hands on my chest. He's snapping. Then get ready for bed.

******

It was a blind morning when me and Bocil just woke up. Eko, his friend whose motorcycle was yesterday dibgal the Bocil came to take his iron horse. They had coffee together first, but when offered to wait for breakfast, Eko refused. Hurry said.

While I cook, while holy and others in the back. Bocill and mopping on the front. At the same time sweeping the front page that has not had time to be cleaned for days. He gets bored just sitting still, he said. I don't care even though I banned working first. In fact, today he wants to go to work.

I frowned, looking outwards, but I could not see who was coming again. I heard the bakil talking to someone. Out of curiosity I also made sure to go forward. I gaped at the doorway watching the scene near the front fence.