Not a Girl Again

Part 9's

Morning starts to greet the day. Arunika started to spread her warmth. The two human beings who were awkward last night have now opened their eyes. They are busy with their own activities.

"Son Aji, let's go to the terrace, son! I want to talk!"

Aji who was sitting in the living room also moved. Follow her in-laws to the porch. The fresh air made him a little gobsmacked.

"There are many trees here. So it's still beautiful and not much contaminated by pollution."

Aji nodded and confirmed his in-laws words. Not long after Naswa appeared with a cup of coffee on the tray. The woman looked down, probably still embarrassed by last night's incident.

"Well, why is there only one coffee, Nas? Next to Dad is Aji now."

"Em, so Naswa has to do it again?" Naswa looked at Aji.

"No, Nas. I don't like coffee."

"Keep what? Let me make it."

"I like you," Aji said as he glanced.

Naswa narrowed his eyes and soon passed. Can Aji see the red clover on the woman's cheek. Although slightly covered with judas attitude, his wife was still beautiful.

"Weleh, have dared to tease Naswa, huh?!"

Aji smiled. I do not know since when and when the desire to tempt Naswa. Though from the past, he was famous for his rigid attitude when he was with women.

"Dad tipped Naswa," the middle-aged man patted Aji's shoulder"he's the only daughter's father. After Ratna's departure, we are focused on Naswa. However, it turns out that seven years Naswa hid his own wounds."

Aji solemnly listened to the middle-aged man. Sebait sentence was able to make him understand that Naswa still keep his wound as a victim. Moreover, the wound was borne alone for seven years.

"Perhaps as Naswa's wife can't be perfect. He is sometimes still spoiled and Nak Aji must know what his shortcomings are. So, I'm just asking for help don't hurt Naswa."

Aji nodded. "God willing Aji will do that, Dad!"

"Father put hope so you can heal Naswa's wounds, Ji! Don't disappoint me, Dad!"

Aji nodded. He asked who had taken the honor of Naswa. However, the man chose to keep it to himself. Right now what was on his mind was a way to get Naswa to get used to their new status.

***

"So how do you get to the office?" asked Naswa while sitting next to the bed.

"Wear your bike, huh?!"

"Okay, I'll take an angkot-"

"What the fuck? The effect is that I abandoned my wife. Yeah, we're leaving with a point."

Naswa is silent, the next morning has been himself about the problem of leaving for the office. Though the woman wanted to get a little away with Aji. Because now her heart often works abnormally if she is with her husband.

"But-"

"No buts, okay!"

Naswa's estimate was missed. Last morning after talking to his father, Aji borrowed a motorbike. It turned out that the man had only come home to pick up a change of clothes.

"Why is he here again. I'm not used to it yet." Naswa muttered softly, but Aji was able to hear.

"Honey, try putting me a tie."

"I can't!" Naswa, smile.

"Oh, can't you?! Here I teach you!"

Without hesitation Aji pulled Naswa's hand. Now the bodies of the two are squeezing each other. They can even feel each other's breath.

Naswa's heart returned to action and made the woman bow. Afraid that if he looked up then his net would be rubbed with Aji. Of course, he will be more salang behavior if this happens.

"Nas, don't duck. Someone will fall."

Naswa looked up while frowning. "What fell?"

"Your crown will fall. You are the Princess." Aji said while staring at the netra Naswa.

Now a red hue can be seen on Naswa's cheek. The woman tried to hold back her smile and throw her face away. Makes Aji even more anxious.

"I'm not smiling." Naswa tried to hide her smile.

"What?!"

Naswa nodded, but then he pegged. One second without any sign, Aji had moved. Kissing the top of her head covered in a headscarf.

"Loh, Nas, why are your cheeks red? This is just the head, yes! Not yet another."

Naswa pinched Aji's arm a little hard. The man of course complained because of the pain, but also the happiness that is now felt. That was the first morning they went through with simple happiness.

***

"Nas, don't go too far behind her seat!" titah Aji while glancing at the rearview mirror.

Naswa is silent and prefers to pretend to be deaf. He was still upset with Aji about what happened this morning. However, it was undeniable, he also felt happy.

Aji sighed. At least he understood the personality of Naswa. The woman will be silent when her anger mounts.

A jail idea flashed by as Aji found the police sleeping in front. The man added speed then pulled the brakes abruptly. Like the tactics of the young man of his day.

Naswa was surprised to almost fall if he did not wrap his hands around Aji's waist. Both of them were silent and felt different things. They are equally rigid to just move.

"Comfortable, right?!"

Just now, Naswa wants to enjoy the romantic atmosphere created. However, the nature of Aji's jail made all the foam instantly. Without answering her husband's question, the woman let go of the hug.

"not comfortable. Whose fault was it suddenly?!" Naswa said ketus.

Aji smiled at him. The nature of the Naswa is unique. Sometimes it's judes, but sometimes it's sweet. I don't know what surprises the two will go through later.

***

"I'm leaving. Assalamualaikum." Naswa said as he handed over the helmet.

"Wait, Nas! Someone's missing."

Naswa who had been two steps away came closer. The woman looked at Aji with a confused look. Then, he tried to find what fell or missed.

"Nobody's missing." Naswa said while looking at Aji.

"There was. It's!"

Aji said while thrusting his hand. The man smiled and looked at Naswa who was still confused. For some reason suddenly, he remembered the habits of his parents.

"Kiss your hands, dong! I'm your husband, Pineapple Baby!"

The annoyance that had just come out now came back. Slowly Naswa exhaled a long breath. The woman hesitates to kiss Aji's hand.

"OKAY. Assalamualaikum," said Naswa while kissing the back of Aji's hand.

Without a reply from Aji, Naswa ran towards the office. The man smiled as he looked at the back of his hand. For the umpteenth time, his heart rippled back.

***

"Wait!" Anti confronting Naswa with glittering netra.

"What's wrong?" Naswa asked while looking at her best friend.

"Who are you greeting? I suspect, do you ... have a boyfriend?"

Naswa smiled for a moment. Let his best friend guess. Aji, it's like a halal girlfriend to him.

"Yes, halal girlfriend, Ti!"

Anti-wandering and trying to digest what Naswa said. He had heard that dating was haram. Then, why did his best friend say that the man was his girlfriend.

"What?! Halal boyfriend?"

"He ... my husband."

There was a hot feeling running through Naswa's cheeks. The woman never expected to challenge the title as a wife. Moreover, her husband was an old friend once. It turns out that fate can never be expected.

Tbc.