My wife Little Child

Chapter 22

Finally, the day that Dira had been waiting for arrived as well. Yes, especially if not, his mother and father-in-law who will soon return to Jogjakarta today.

That means, he does not have to pretend anymore friendly with Fahri in front of them, and also of course, he will again move freely in this house. Without being disturbed by her mother-in-law.

"Mama and Papa sure... don't want Fahri anter to the airport...?" fahri said for the umpteenth time.

"Yes, Le... Don't need. Let us take a taxi. Later even ngerepotin you anyway, Le.." replied Mr. Wijaya.

"Yes... That's right what your Papa said. You two are very friendly at home... Let Mama quickly get a grandson...!"

Dira's face turned into a misbehavior.

"Udah Ma's... Do not keep pushing them like that..," said Mr. Wijaya.

"Be careful... Ma, Pa.." said Dira while kissing the hands of her two in-laws politely.

"Yaudah yes Son, Papa and Mama said goodbye. That taxi has come," continued papa Fahri.

Fahri rushes to kiss his parents' hands, "Be careful, Pa... Ma'am..."

Then he helped carry her parents' suitcase and put it in the trunk of a taxi.

"Oya Le, come play to Jogja sometime. Take your wife." said Bu Sekar before closing the taxi door.

"God willing, Ma." Fahri smiled back.

"Yaudah, you're fine here too" he said again before closing the taxi door.

Then Ms. Sekar lowered the car window.

"Daah... Maa... Paa... Be careful...!" Dira and Fahri waved at them. Then before long, the taxi had passed and disappeared from their sight.

Fahri and Dira went back into the house.

"Eh, Honey. Where are you going?" said Fahri teasing Dira.

"Darling... Dear. The nutmeg lo peyang...!" exclaimed Dira then rushed away from in front of Fahri.

Automatically Fahri laughed out loud.

*****

Dira had just finished her bath and was drying her hair with a towel. When Bik Inah suddenly knocked on her bedroom door.

"Non, Den Fahri was waiting downstairs for breakfast" he said from behind the door.

"Yeah Biii... Tell him I'll be down in a minute...!" sahut Dira half yelled.

"None Good,"

After combing the hair and drying it with a hair dryer, Dira-pun rushed down to the bottom floor.

"For Mas Fahri," said Dira while pulling up a chair and sitting down.

"Ohuk!" Fahri who was drinking suddenly spouted his drink. He barely blinked at Dira's appearance that morning. Tight white t-shirt and very black hot pants! Flaunting her flawless smooth white skin.

Dira did not realize Fahri who had almost seen him without blinking. Because he used to dress like that when he was home.

Fahri began to be unable to control his heartbeat which began to race very quickly. Oh my... Dira is plain or how the hell...? After all, he was still a normal man. Which when treated to such a beautiful scenery, makes his brain so minded.

"Iihh, how come you even bengong siihh, Mas? Let's eat." said Dira who disperse daydreams Fahri.

"Eh, i. yes. Let's eat,"

*****

"Mas, I have a class assignment. Something I don't understand. Bantuin dooong." said Dira while walking toward Fahri in the living room, while carrying his laptop.

"Where, can you see here?" sahut Fahri's.

Dira rushed to sit next to Fahri and put his laptop on the table in front of them.

Holy wow...! Suddenly Fahri's heart beat quickly again when accidentally the smooth skin of Dira came into contact with his arm.

"Yeeee, how come we're all bengong siih, Mas Fahriii...?"

"Eh, yes. Mana, try here to see. Are you confused about what number?"

He pointed to his laptop, "This one, this one."

Fahri looked at Dira's laptop screen, then a while later he was bearded, "Oohhh, so this is okay.." he began to explain and Dira looked serious listening while occasionally muttering.