
Adhan's voice sounded very clear. Apparently next to our cottage there is a small mosque that the locals call surau.
The rain outside was getting heavier and the sound of water gurgling that fell right on the roof of the cottage sounded very noisy.
I flicked the window curtains.
Instantly surprised because the dark atmosphere creepy covered with thick white fog, making me back close the curtain.
Alifah who just came out of the bathroom looks so fresh.
"Bring there!" told me to think back to seven years ago.
"Yes, blow!"
My eyes are not tired and stop looking at the sweet face of Alifah.
A little thick in the face, for the girl who was now standing not far from my bed was no longer my wife. But this sense of still having the heart makes me a selfish person. Feeling that Alifah is still my wife, just like seven years ago.
The girl combed her wet long hair.
I looked at the contents of his suitcase that just opened. Hope there's a hair dryer lying around. So I can reason to want to help dry her hair like a Korean drama.
"Why?" he asked when he saw me wander.
"There's a hairdryer?"
"Ga there!" answer's short.
Hm! Nature is not on my side! Amsyong! Failed maning, failed maning!
My eyes looked back at Alifah's face.
More beautiful because of the dim room lights. The five-watt light bulb is not an LED. And the light was dim, so our room looked darker because the brown color of the wall paint followed the basic color of the door frame is dark brown.
"Fortunately we're taking action in the room together!" chirps Alifah. Of course, making my brain wander around looking for the meaning of his speech.
Uhh? Does this Eel feel happy because it can sleep in the room again with me? What..., she still loves me?
A momentary pink tinge, dyeing my cheeks.
"Don't be a fiktor! I mean, the aura of this cottage room is glittering! Not really, Tot? Where the bulb lights are so old! Spooky gini! I think, even a guy who sleeps alone in this room feels really horror. Is that all right?" alifah.
Now his eyes were rolling around the room. I really want to laugh. But.as...,
Hm! Is this my chance, khan? Who knows the prospective midwife Siti Alifah is actually again afraid of the same room atmosphere which is somewhat eccentric as well as the architectural decoration.
"Durr!"
"Gatot!!!"
Alifah jumped into my bed. His chest came down in shock and fear of hearing a shocking sound from my mouth.
"Haha...!"
"Sorry! Sorry, I'm being black!"
Her guilt made Alifah rise from my bed and rush towards her suitcase. Take one funny patterned handsaplas and then stick it on my skin that peels and spits a little blood.
"Oh, just a little scuff!" I said calm him down.
It's a little painful, but I'm honestly happy. Our meeting left a scar that I will always remember.
The handsaplas that adorned my wrist.
The soft touch of his fingers is still so felt on this skin.
"I'll take a shower!" I said after coming to my senses and smelling my body the smell of sweat after a long day in the city that brought me from the Capital.
Alifah smiled.
"Eh, be careful?! Don't be alone. The danger!" my God made her two beautiful eyeballs tickle.
"Gatots! Don't rest! Lo intentionally khan my nakutin!"
"Well, who wants to! It's really koq!"
"Gatots! Doddle out! Gatoth!!! The shower is GPL, Ga Pake Lama!" he shouted with a face paled in fear.
"There you are, cowardly midwife! Ck! Failing to be a midwife!"
Alifah can only glare back at me who laughed loosely still continues to tease him until he enters the bathroom.
Isengin, exciting times huh!?!
I purposely hummed a little. And sure enough, Alifah immediately knocked on the bathroom door.
"Tot, Gathot! Spanky bath! Ish, don't shampoo malem-malem! Tar got wind! Gatot! Open the door, Tot! I creep this weird sound! Gatot!"
"Baaa!"
I accidentally opened the bathroom door with my face half covered in a white towel.
"Well...!" she screamed hysterically and immediately ambushed my body. Until....
Until the towel cover my lower body sagging and look plain my lenong furniture.
"Yes Tuhaaan!!!"
Me and him instantly fell. And the pale faces of red, yellow, green decorate themselves and herself.
Yassalam´s...
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