Neighbors Become Households

Neighbor Becomes Husband

Eps. 1

It was a beautiful morning to start this romantic story. Who would have thought that the neighbor who is always greeted with the call of Mas Arga is now the legal husband of a young girl named Jihan.

"Mas Arga woke up, it's almost seven o'clock," Jihan woke her husband while shaking the burly body.

The one whose body was swayed was just squirming indistinctly, yet still closed his lazy eye. And even change the sleeping position to the stomach.

"Duh has exhausted my patience, this mas every time it is built is very difficult anyway," hit mempuk with a pillow back Arga who is not wearing clothes.

But the punch was like cotton that felt nothing in Arga's body. To make the man only smile behind the pillow he used to cover his face.

"Mas, I'm just leaving for real school if I don't wake up too."

Jihan stood beside the bed while confirming the white-gray school uniform she was wearing.

Not getting any response from Arga, Jihan gritted. "I count to five, if I don't wake up I'm really staying. Let's not say the important greeting I'm tired of waking up!" Jerky Jihan.

"I'm counting one, two, three, four! One more time I didn't wake up, I left" Jihan began to wrap her bag ready to leave the room.

"Li..!" Just as Jihan was about to count the last time. Arga turns her body and grabs Jihan's hand and pulls her down into her arms.

"Well, I'm going to high school!" Jihan hit Arga's arm.

Arga ignored Jihan's punches and screams, even further tightening the hold of his hand on the tiny body.

Now Jihan's body is fully in Arga's arms. Arga is seen still closing his eyes while closing his nose to Jihan's ear and sniffing it.

"You smell so good," Arga's nose and mouth were still near Jihan's ears, sniffing the scented scent from behind Jihan's bound hair.

"Yes I've had a bath, not like a smelly Arga mas. It's over there!," Jihan struggled to escape. Arga doesn't care about it and lowers his kiss to the curve of Jihan's neck.

Jihan chuckled as Arga swiped her thin mustache on the area around her neck. "Mas don't be so ticklish. Enough mas!"

"Finally you smell good. Want to go to school why use scented everything, hmm." Arga gives a small peck on Jihan's white neck.

"Stop the mas, tickle the tauu," Jihan wriggled amusedly feeling Arga's new whiskers growing as a result of several days of unshaved.

"No way!" Reject Arga still peeling every area around Jihan's neck.

"If I don't stop, I'll be late for school. Yes, it's ridiculous too. Shaving masseuse first."

"Shave it, yeah," now Arga's kiss moved to Jihan's cheek. Arga changed his position to squeeze Jihan's body.

Jihan who was in Arga's body confinement felt panicked, she could guess what next thing might happen if not stop her spoiled husband.

"I want to go to school, then. It's noon already. Plis,'' pleaded with a wry look.

Arga looked at the face of his little wife who looked cute if she was begging. Staring at him. As her gaze swept to the point with the clothes that Jihan was wearing.

"You want to go to school pretty. What about in the lyrics of a boy friend?"

"What a beautiful thing mas. I usually dress up. Just the same, "Jihan slightly pushed Arga's body to make room for breathing. The distance between Jihan and Arga's face was very close before.

Arga stared with a probing gaze, "No dear, you look prettier than usual. You wear what pellets. Let me check."

Arga touches Jihan's clothes, inspecting every corner of her body. But found nothing.

"What the hell, don't touch that one. Mas ticklish! Enough's enough! Hahaha," Jihan laughed amusedly. As Arga's hand was about to unbutton Jihan's school uniform, the girl pushed firmly against Arga's field chest. To make the man fall to the side

Jihan took the opportunity to get out of bed, and tidied up the uniform that had collapsed due to the actions of the wicked husband.

"Because my clothes are tangled again. I'm almost late, "Jihan grumbled while tidying up his hair.

Arga folded his arms to support his head and still lay on his side on the bed. Staring at the wife who he thought was adorable if being upset because of her actions.

"Hahaha," satisfied laughter from Arga's mouth. And make Jihan even more upset.

"Kok even laughed. What a funny thing," glared sharply at the husband.

"You're a baby" still holding back his laughter.

"What mas? Is something wrong? Is my powder cemong? It's because of this." Jihan turned towards the big mirror. Then glazed over his face looking for what funny thing the husband laughed at.

Arga got up from the bed, walked over to the wife who was looking in the mirror. Then wrapped his hand around Jihan's stomach.

"Nothing funny, baby. But you made me couldn't bear to let you go today."

Jihan's panicked face began to radiate. The girl was really made hot cold by her efficacious husband's mannerisms.

"Here I help ya," Arga's hands began to skirt the clothes that Jihan was wearing.

"Heh mas, want to make his hand kok raba anyway," Jihan blocked Arga's hand.

"Say the uniform is tangled, here I help you trim."

That naughty hand was still nosy teasing and touching the touch of each curve of Jihan's body.

Though the tangled clothes are loh mas Arga, why are the others held? Inner Jihan.

Jihan almost got swept away in the cradle of the husband, if only not aware of glancing at the wall clock is sure Jihan will be late to school.

"Mas is enough, it's already noon. I have to go to school today there's a killer teacher."

Buru Buru Jihan grabbed her bag back while looking in the mirror several times to make sure that she was neat again and her uniform buttons were in place.

"I'm leaving, you don't forget to have breakfast before you go to work. The former is also I ready on the table, then enter it yourself yes. I'm late because of it."

Jihan is actually chatty in the business of taking care of the needs of the husband but Arga really likes the attention given by the wife.

"Yes-yes baby, I remember. Though I'd like to have breakfast eat you earlier."

"Mass!" Jihan whining. "Can't go to school later."

"Haha yes yes dear very funny sih, wait a minute I deliver ahead ya."

"Huh? With this innocent body? I only wear bokser doang pants. When you see which bodong kayak widow?"

"Haha yes no dear, I wear this shirt, see I wear a shirt," Arga grabbed a shirt near the bed and put it on.

"Well that's not it I'm not worried about the body of the mas glimpsed same widowed bodong can breakfast eyes dong he will see the mas bare-chested," said ketus.

Arga laughed at his wife's funny behavior that was getting cute while jealous of him.

Now they both have been in front of the yard, seen Rani close friend Jihan has stayed since waiting for her best friend out of the house. Rani already understands very well the habits of her best friend if she goes to school, the husband must trouble her with a variety of romance dramas.

Arga thrusts his hand and is grabbed by Jihan. Then kiss the back of Arga's hand. "I left first, mas" while showing her beautiful smile.

"How could I let you out of the house if you're this sweet, baby." Gently rubbing Jihan's cheeks then dipping her long enough lovingly.

"And I'm only in school for a few more months and graduated. After that at home nemani mas Arga."

Smile again very beautifully.

"Ckk you thief! You're so beautiful, baby, I can't stand it. It's gone there fast. Or I'll never let you go." Arga pushed Jihan's body slowly to make the girl pushed a few steps forward.

"Where is a thief as beautiful as I am mas," Jihan still tried to tease her husband's defense by slightly wagging her hair that was shaved.

"Some, yes you are. Heart thief! Basic sneaky! Your evil wife," pretended to be a bit hurt. "It's gone, husshh there."

Waving his hand drove Jihan away.

Basis mas Arga, was acting pretentious not to be left now even ngusir as he pleases. Huhhh. Inner Jihan.

"Haha iaiyya. I'm goin. Don't forget my message, ma'am."

"Yes I remember being careful on the road dear."

Jihan stepped her legs further away from the yard, but she still did not turn her body. Jihan walked backwards with a gaze that still looked towards the husband.

For him it is very nice to see the look on the face every day if you want to go to school. Jihan could not stand if she did not see Arga's face so sad that it made Jihan's heart tickle, with her husband's spoiled behavior that almost every morning did not want to be left behind.

"Here don't look back, do you want me to eat?" Shouted Arga from the front door. Now Arga closed his eyes with his hands unable to watch his wife leave school. Though only briefly to go to school alone but for him the separation was long.

"Haha iaiya mas, mas Arga is very funny. So no heart." Jihan is still flirting with her husband. He waved his hand and gave a kiss on the hand and blew it into the air. Arga grabbed a kiss from his wife and kept it in his chest.

"Darling, don't go on anymore. Or I carry you later enter the house again," threatened Arga. Jihan poked her tongue out at her husband.

Arga really can't stand the wife's faith, if he doesn't hear the words of Jihan who says there will be a killer teacher then Arga won't let Jihan go to school today.

Rani who saw the beauty of the couple was made a baper. "Ekhem, it's still early in the morning it's become a mosquito repellent. Long time Mr. RT I told you to do fogging later, yes."

Jihan chuckles and approaches her best friend, "Sorry, Ran, usually Arga mas is so," Jihan so unwell for showing affection to her best friend who is still acutely single. He even married his own neighbors.

"No papa, no papa Its okay, I get it. No problem my besty. I'm strong." Said Rani to give strength to herself to resist the temptations of this world.

His name is also contracted on earth, so must be patient and resist temptation. Inner Rani. Who suddenly felt zolimi because it was between two people who were in their bucin bucin.

Jihan has climbed onto the motorcycle that Rani was riding. Before Rani started the engine, Arga still had time to say. "Ran, take care of my wife. Don't let him get scuffed in the least. I'll add your pocket money."

"Are you really husband? Alright commander I will keep the mistress of the wife safe," Rani replied cheerfully.

"Of ordinary kayaks. Do not let any man approach my wife! Watch until someone dares to touch her, let alone touch her. Someone stared at him for more than three seconds You should report me huh! And yes, not only look up, there are also those who glimps you have to report to me, if you can just gouge his eyes!."

Arga began to show his possessiveness, he really does not accept if the wife is interested in other men. Although Arga can not always keep an eye on the movements of the wife while in school. But he has a fairly reliable spy, Rani.

"Yes, husband, your wife is safe with me. This origin is yes. This heavy work is about." Rani swiped between her index finger and her thumb asking for payment in added.

"Quiet, I'll give you your pay."

Jihan just shook her head, she already understood the hilarious behavior between her husband and her best friend. For Jihan it is common, if Arga gives more allowance to Rani just to ask to keep Jihan from the men in their school.

"We're leaving, dadaa, yes" Jihan waved her hand.

"Depart first, husband." Pamit Rani while honking her motor horn and pulling the motor gas drove slowly away from the yard of Jihan's house.

"Good your husband Han, could get rich suddenly I just because I was always there for you for half a day at school. Hahah, Rani's laughter. For him, a great gift could be to pick up Jihan every day to school, and also always be wherever Jihan is. Because his pocket money keeps growing because of Arga's kindness.

"Hmm yaa yaa, has not graduated from school already earning billions of rupiah," joked Jihan while slightly yelling at Rani's head from behind, looks very careful Rani while piggybacking Jihan. The speed of the motorcycle does not even increase at all still in moderate speed.

Even he did not care if it had to be late as long as his friend was safe.

Rani suffocated, "yes it's just the same husband, your Arga mas that I could be a rich man all of a sudden," said as she stroked her head that was on Jihan's toyor.

"Basic! Utilization in the household of friends." And the end of the conversation ended with the laughter of the two best friends of my classmates in such a struggle.