My wife Little Child

Chapter 21

Dira had already changed his clothes with a maroon-red satin pajama suit.

"You want to stand there until when...?" asked Fahri while trying to hold back his smile. He put a book he had read on the bedside table.

Dira stepped towards the bed hesitantly.

Then suddenly, he grabbed a roll, and put in the middle of the bed, "Inget ya Mas Fahri, roll this as our barrier! We cannot cross the boundaries of our own territory. Just look out... If you're brave macem-macem...!"

"Udah is like a war, until all there are boundaries" said Fahri while trying to hold his laughter.

"Belgium!" exclaimed Dira while slitting her tongue.

"Jaudah let's sleep. It was malem," said Fahri, pulling a blanket and sleeping on his back to Dira.

*****

Tomorrow, morning at 08.00 WIB.

Dira, Fahri, and his parents were having breakfast together at the dinner table. Incidentally, today Dira has no college schedule.

Bu Sekar, who had a slightly fat stature, grabbed another piece of fried chicken. "When... You want to give your grandchildren to Mama...?"

"Uhukks... uhukk..." Dira who was drinking, suddenly choked.

"Geez, honey... You are not papa...? Be careful dong...," asked Fahri, who despite playing the charade according to his agreement with Dira at that time, was actually anxious.

"Uhuk, yes, I'm not a papa kok Mas,"

"Ma, Dira is still in college... Fahri asked, Mama be patient dong...,"

"Lho, keep why... Your Wong is officially this, husband and wife. It's halal!" connect Bu Sekar with Javanese dialect that is still rather thick.

"Yes. yeah... But Fahri asked mama to be patient. Emang gave grandchildren as easy as buying chili sekilo what...?"

"Yes Ma... Let's... Don't be too targeted. Let it flow as it is... When the time comes, the Wrestling of God will give them a son. Besides, let them first enjoy the time together. let alone right, they do not use all girlfriends.

"Yes... But not for long!"

"Oya Nak Dira, you try it from now on... Learn to cook, take care of the house, take care of the right husband. Let your husband stay home. And also, now that you're a wife, try not to get up during the day off,"

And now, Dira's ears were really hot hearing this chattering of her mother-in-law.

"Yes Ma... Dira will try to.." inevitably Dira answered, while trying to smile.

"Part of you is Le, Mama used to be unsure. You want to marry a small child gini." he said again while glancing at Dira sharply.

Iiiha... Very chatty, these fat mothers! If you don't want her mother Mas Fahri, I've chopped her mouth with old socks...!

"Ma... Be that as it may... Fahri asked, please don't talk about it again. Because Dira is Fahri's chosen wife,"

Bu Sekar looked perplexed.

*****

At night, after dinner.

Dira and Bu Sekar were sitting in the living room looking through a photo album.

"Hihihi, what age was Mas Fahri at, Ma? Oh Allah.. gumushh really siihh," pointed Dira at one of the photos.

"Hmm, it's like a photo of him when he was 3 years old,"

"Yes aampuunn, very funny siihh,"

"Ehm, um... What else is this...?" suddenly Fahri came. And immediately sat down next to Dira while embracing him affectionately.

Dira's eyes are rounded.

Iihhh, this is an orangg.it looks like a great opportunity anyway, same I...!

"Eh, this is honey. We're looking at old photo albums. Very funny photos of Mas Fahri childhood,"

"Yes?" fahri replied briefly, then took a look at the photo album. Then before long, they heard their crisp laughter while reminiscing.