MY HUSBAND'S A BOY

Sweet Week

Bocil woke up and was immediately in a sitting position facing me.

"Hadeeewh, what's up, Mbaaak?" tanyanya still while crimping sticky, sleepy. A second later she restored her hair, "People are still sleepy as well. Bother people good to sleep! Shouting is unclear! You think this is a forest?" skink.

I grabbed the pillow and beat it mercilessly. He also broke his body again. "You're looking for a chance at narrowness, aren't you, Cil?!"

His eyes that had originally refused to be literate, were now glaring. Shocked to get a surprise attack from me. The pillow I put on her body. "Hey, Ma'am Sayaaaang, try again, deh! Semalem how's the deal?"

I glanced at him full of search.

"Bak sleeps upstairs, and I'm here!" he nodded while pointing.

"Yes, right?"

I nodded in confirming.

"Well, who's looking for a chance at narrowness? Hayo, who?!" Now it's pointing to my face.

Duh, yes also, why am I suddenly able to sleep below like this? How does the story try? Why don't I want anything?

"You're not lying anymore, are you, Cil?!" my search.

"Don't you, who moved me from top to bottom? My name!" my tent.

"Well? What's it for, Mbaaaak?"

"Yes, don't know how you were a macem-macem earlier."

"Yes, I don't know, Ma'am. I don't want anything. Don't know if it's okay to sleep without our conscious mind ...." He continued to complain that his hands became like the muzzle of a person kissing. Then put his shoulder out.

"Don't you, Cil!" I threw him a pillow.

"Yes, I don't know, Ma'am. I don't want anything about it at all. The oath!" He formed his finger like a V. But, his lips are perverted-mesem suspicious.

I'm toting his pyjamas collar. "Cil, you're not a macem, are you, semalem?!"

"Dikiiit," he whispered ignorantly. I'd get her ears, I'd tousle her hair, and bring her collar back. He shouted for mercy.

"Selaw what the hell, Ma'am!" then shouted. I slowly let go of the knuckle.

"At least if it's clumsy, right, we're legitimate. There's no problem dong, it should be," he said casually. Eyebrows up.

"Yes, no problem ...."

"Aseeh, yeah, come on!" he cried enthusiastically while leaning in front of me. I pushed her body away.

"It's just, you know, I'm not ready to do that!" my ketus. Then shudder amusedly.

"Try rasain, there is a strange or different taste, no, Ma'am?"

I'm unmoving. There's no sense of how, anyway, the same as my body. Everything is still the same as usual. No one is sick or sick. Wipe the bib in such a way. He whines. I threw a roll this time.

"Yes, one thing, you have to know ...." I listened enthusiastically, "I can hypnotize people into numbness and amnesia, you know."

My eyes are rounded. Between believe and not. "Seriously?" I asked, as he put on a serious expression. I get excited and think things through.

He chuckles, then stumbles.

"Bab!iil!" Realizing, I had been bullied, I threw him using whatever was visible to my eyes. Of course, the atmosphere was very rowdy.

"What's wrong with you guys?!" I shouted while banging on the door of the room. Me and the bocil pecked for a moment. Spring ran open the door, leaked tailing, we compact grinned in front of Mother.

"But early in the morning. Like this little boy of yours!" mom's Nagging. Me and the snark. I also don't know why now even this kind of childish contagion? It's screwed!

"Udah, take a shower!" mother's Decree.

Again, me and the compact bocil agree with Mother's words.

"I used to take a shower, Ma'am!"

"I was, Cil!"

"Me!"

"Me!"

"Come!"

"Bociiiiil, you have to give up!"

"Sir, who is losing!"

"God! Yes aampuuun, you guys are!" mom snapped, "Replace, can you! If you do not want to change, shower together also does not papa. Husband and wife shower together even good, really."

I shook my head, shuddered amusedly. Bocil nodded, his eyes sparkling expectantly.

"No, Ma'am, said I could take a shower together. Yuk!" take him while pulling this arm.

I'm squeezing his grip. "Enggaaaa! You take a shower first!" I relented. He felt like he was winning. I melengos. Mother snorted, shook her head, then returned to the kitchen. I followed Mom, and helped her cook.

*****

Mother's second night staying here, I chose to sleep with Mom. After reasoning at length times the width of high, I finally agreed. I stick my tongue out towards the leak. He replied with a blink of an eye.

Finally, tonight is safe from ridiculous events like last night. I kept trying to remember the chronology of why I could suddenly sleep cuddling with the child. But I don't remember how it started. Is he really able to hypnotize people into amnesia? Ah, it's impossible!

But, fun as well yes, sleeping cuddle with the Bocil. Warm his body, his breath, all as if still real felt.

"E-eh, what are you doing to hug Mom like this?"

My eyes widened. Greetings, what am I thinking?

I grinned, a little away from Mom's body. "Same miss Mother. Want to sleep hugged by Mother like fit still small," kilahku.

"You're! Okay, sleep!"

"Yes, Mom."

*****

"Yes, Safa, Dafa, I'm home today. You guys are fine here. Don't keep fighting! If you can make a grandchild quickly. I've been holding you, carrying a grandchild."

My eyes are rounded. Original, Mother's speech just a real horror. The leaked screech that was also glancing at me, he flickered flirtatiously. The more amused I was made.

"On the grandchild ...."

"Eum, oya, ma'am, come here again sometime yes, take you too!" Quickly I interrupted the leaked remarks that I was sure would digress everywhere. Kulirik bocil sighed in annoyance because of his words.

"Yes. Sometime, I'll bring your father here."

"Well, what were you talking about, Daf?"

Ah, Mother, it has been diverted in such a way, still ask for clarity to the leak. Good thing only 'am em' is not clear, and the hunt for online taxis that I ordered came.

"That's my taxi coming. Mom's saying yes. It's okay, if you guys are right. I can't help."

"Yes, Mom. Just calm. Let Safa clean up the dining table later."

Me and the boy drove Mom to the front of the fence. Watching him go away. When I was not seen again, I entered the house. Clean the dining table. Washing equipment used for cooking. After finishing, get ready to go to work. Even with the bocil. He is also preparing to work.

"Udah, do not need to mesen ojek online. Let me take you, Ma'am."

"Unfortunately, I've been pesen ojek and already deket. Anyway, our workplaces are different directions, Cil."

"Yes, it's okay, ma'am. Let me anter Mommy first."

"No need to cil, mesen ojek. You go out there if you want to go!"

"Yes already. I'm leaving first, yeah, Mommy."

"Hmm."

He took out his bike, then disappeared behind the fence. I was still sitting on the terrace waiting for the ojek I ordered to come. It should have been late, but why hasn't it been spotted?

My forehead frowned when it looked even the Bocil. He turned around again, and stopped in front of the fence. He opened his helmet glass, looking this way.

"Bak, let me get anther. The Ojek that you pesen has a motor problem!" his yell. I walked closer. Closing the fence and standing next to the bike.

"Do you know the bike has a problem?" my search.

"So passed in front of there."

"Breathing ... or deliberately you intercepted so as not to pick me up? Maybe this is just your wits, so I can go with you?"

"Don't think I'm that stupid what?!" he was, but his lips were slanted. Smiling ignorant. Rouse suspiction. But instead of bad luck, I just choose to recite the same Bocil. As usual, he took me to hug him with a real grip reason. Ck! If I don't obey, he will speed, I automatically hug him for fear of falling. The mode of kebangetan emang is leaked.

*****

"Sir, my malem later there are those who play here. Please prepare a snack, yes! Same cooking as a bit!"

"It seems like a boss, rummage!" dumel.

"Let me be your husband, Ma'am."

"Yes, Husband, but bociiiiil!" He chuckles. I went to the kitchen to check the groceries in the fridge.

*****

It was night, 7 o'clock a few minutes. Bocil's friends on arrival. They greeted me who was watching television in the living room. Then invited into the room by the bocil.

"We, excuse me, brother. Pinjem Dafanya for a moment," said one of them before entering the bakil room.

"Yes, yeah. Pinjem! If you need not go back. Come on, I'm." The white and tall boy laughed. Seconds later went into the room following his other friend. The atmosphere suddenly became like a night market. They play the guitar that was brought by one of the bocil's friends. Sing with confidence, even though his voice is quadratic.

"Mbak Sayaaang," whispered the child standing behind the sofa I was sitting on. There must be something he wants, boy.

"What, Ciiil?"

"Where is the coffee?"

"I thought!" He put his face on the blankets.

"Yes, I'll be ready for a minute."

"OK, Mommy. I'll wait in the room, yeah. Thanks in advance." I grimaced with rows of teeth, then went to the kitchen to prepare his request.

Bocil went to the kitchen to ask for his order. Seeing me busy frying potatoes while making coffee, he intervened to help.

"Let me finish frying the potatoes, Ma'am. There's only one dipping left, right?"

"Yes, Kil. But, kasian dong, your friend. The time of his host was even in his own busy kitchen."

"Udah on this big, Ma'am." He's focused on frying. I'm thieving.

Five cups of coffee and two plates of fries are ready to serve. Bocil chose to bring a tray containing his coffee. I was told to bring two plates of fries. Arriving at the room, all his friends mocked us who looked compact and friendly.

"Yes. Don't bother." I went back to the living room couch.

They're getting noisy. After playing guitar. Now change the game. Watching television too, his voice was drowned by the noise of the leaks. I went to my room with my earphones and turned on the music. Peace.

*****

I woke up like a shocked person. Watching the clock on the wall. It was 10 p.m. I took off the earphones, it was quiet. I get out of bed and out of the room. I was staring, sharpening my hearing. From the kitchen it sounded like someone was washing dishes. I walked into the kitchen to make sure. It turned out that the leak was washing the cup and dishes his friend had eaten.

"Have your friend come home, Cil?"

"Eh, Ma'am." He stopped his activity, then turned towards me, "Wake up because I'm noisy, huh?"

"No, really."

"Yes, Ma'am, my friend has gone home."

"Kok you didn't wake me up anyway, Cil?"

"What's it up, Ma'am? I can't stand it, Mommy."

"Yes, let me sort it all out."

"Udah, let me do it, Ma'am. Then rinse off too. Haven't you, I'm sleeping again!"

"Remain sure, don't want help?"

"That's sure, Ma'am. I slept again!"

"Yes already." I went back to the room. Sleep continue.

*****

I got up and was in a sitting position. Glow towards the wall clock. God, why my alarm doesn't work. Must have forgotten the setting. It was seven in the morning. Crazy, how could this be bad luck, anyway?

I ran out of the room. Looking into the living room, the Bocil was awake and relaxed there. Enjoy coffee while watching television.

"Bociiiiil, why don't you wake up Akuuuu?" He looked over here.

"So knocking on the door, but Ma'am not nyaut."

"How could you, relax, Cil? We have to clean up the house, cook for breakfast, keep getting ready for work!"

She smiles. Walk closer. "It's Sunday, Ma'am Sayaaaang" he said after we stood face to face.

I cringed trying to remember. Ah, yes, it's actually Sunday. I let out a sigh of relief. Folding hands on the chest, and leaning against the door leaf. Intentions to stabilize the heart deg-degan for fear of late to the office. Eh, even more stubborn because it turns out the door was not closed tightly earlier. I was almost stricken, the splinter grabbed my hand, pulled it as hard as he could until I landed in his arms.

My hands were around his neck, our faces very close. I could feel her warm breath coming down her face. Our eyes meet each other. I was swept away in this warm atmosphere. There's a warm rush running through the body.

"Mom!" call the bocil with a heavy tone of voice like something.

"What-what?"

"Sickness," she whispered.

"What?"

"Kakikuuuu," whined.

My head is down. Oh, my God, I stepped on his foot. I hurriedly withdrew from his embrace. He's limping. I rubbed the roaring chest. While poking lips held a smile.

"Sorry," Iid. Continue grinning, forming a finger into the letter V.

"I'm rapopo, really, Ma'am. Ma'am can hurt my body, just don't my heart."

Ck!

"Eh, where are you going, Mommy?" ask the leak then when I turn around going to the back.

"Make coffee, keep washing, cook rice, do a lot of my work, Cil."

"Quiet, I've got it all, Ma'am." He's got a snob yes.

"Huh?! Seriously?" He's nodding. I can't believe, I checked the dirty laundry, it turns out it's been hanging in all the clothesline. The bathroom is kinclong. Rice is almost dead on Magicom. Waw! I swear, I feel really wow today.

"Hyapu just mopping? Also been?"

"That was it, Ma'am. Stay mopping, it's just later. Now, Ma'am is sitting in the middle. Let me make you some coffee."

"Where are you waiting for the tree, Cil?" I squinted my eyes.

"Bucin tree. Just there, wait, yeah! Today I'm going to treat you like a queen in this house." For some reason, my heart flowered to hear her words just now. I feel like the most precious woman of today. Feel privileged.

After the coffee was placed on the table in front of me. He turned off the television. I asked to wait a minute. My forehead wiggled inexplicably. I don't know what else he's gonna do. He went into his room, a few moments out again carrying a guitar. And then sit next to me.

"I offer this song to you, Mother."

I stared at him in disbelief. Not sure if he can sing. Horrified in case my eardrum would spit out cold lava due to the sound of his pouting. It turned out that my guess was wrong, he was good at playing guitar, and his voice was good too.

My heart warms, my cheeks too, my heart what else. It thumped badly as she sang Andmesh's song called Love Extraordinary, in a melodious voice while occasionally looking at me and throwing a smile.

Ibuuu, your son's a bapeeer! Aaa, melt!

What else is she singing in the section, 'this feeling is unstoppable, this heart is always for you' and so on. Then in this section, 'seeing you, looking at you like an angel' and so on. I blushed.

"I have no flowers, I have no possessions, all I have is a loyal heart." In this section, I drifted and sang along. I felt like I was floating into the seventh heaven. So gemes, want to hug him, but prestige and shame. Geliiii.

Yuk, sing with Dafa and Mbak Safa. And the otor too.

Love is Extraordinary

By: Andmesh

Time first time

I see you present

This feeling of heart wants you

Calm heart heard

Beautiful voice greeting

The relief of this heart I could not believe

This feeling is unstoppable

This heart is always for you

Accept this song

From ordinary people

But my love for you is amazing

I don't have flowers

I don't have any treasure

All I have is a loyal heart

Sincere to you

Days change

Now love is present

Seeing you, looking at you like an angel

Tightly your eyes

Sweet smile your lips

Black long your hair is gracefully tied

This feeling is unstoppable

This heart is always for you

Accept this song

From ordinary people

But my love for you is amazing

I don't have flowers

I don't have any treasure

All I have is a loyal heart

Sincere to you

Oh-ho huu

Accept this song

Hm-mm

From ordinary people

Accept this song

From ordinary people

But my love for you is amazing

I don't have flowers

I don't have any treasure

All I have is a loyal heart

All I have is a loyal heart

Accept my wonderful love

Hm-mm

Sincere to you