Not Mauku

Remember wife.

"No, he's my coworker, if it's my wife, it's him, '" Dimas showed me a picture from his cell phone, where he and his wife are.

The image of descending from the car carrying a bag, walking towards them, Dimas quickly whispered to someone, "Please keep my motor away from the car."

"Met all night.., huh..,? here I bring you food I hope you like," Citra gave the food bag to Dimas's men, SK,SD, a close-knit snob.

"Why did you come here,? do you know where this place is,?" Dimas with flat tone.

The image revealed a smile, and sat down near Dimas, "Eh, me. I. happened to pass by, Met dok night.?"

Dimas scrunched his forehead, "Just a coincidence," Shrugged his shoulders.

"Yes, doctors go to these plantations often, right,?" look around the place.

Dimas was silent, thinking for a moment how he could go home immediately, without a bit of Citra, could be dangerous if he knew his home.

"I want to go back for a while" Dimas stood up, but Citra held Dimas' hand, making Dimas look at his hand held by Citra.

The image released its hold, "I'm afraid of myself here no one," pretended to be looking for their whereabouts, even though he was happy to be alone with Dimas, who was in the process, The image of sitting increasingly mepet to Dimas makes Dimas feel uncomfortable with the increasingly seductive behavior of Citra.

The woman hugged Dimas' hand, made Dimas more uncomfortable, Citra felt no rejection from Dimas, made him feel happy, then Citra leaned her head on Dimas' shoulder, Dimas considering the wife at home must be worried waiting for his return.

Slowly Dimas released a hand hug Citra from his hand, "I must go home soon, my wife must have been waiting,"

The image stared at Dimas, "Remember the wife,?" murmuring in his mind, "I take ya doc,? which doctor's motor,?" Image looking for the existence of the Dimas motor from earlier is not visible.

"Hah, I'm going to be back for a while, I'll be back, I'll be back" Dimas stood up and stepped up, Citra stood up to stalk Dimas.

"Ikut..," Imagery with its effect, Dimas stopped his steps and turned his body.

"You wanna come, huh,? to the toilet,?" with a sharp gaze, making Citra stand stunned, unable to imagine what would happen in the toilet, she covered her face with her palms, while shaking her head.

Dimas smirked with satisfaction, continued his steps, rushed to find the person who had moved his motorbike, Dimas asked for the key, did not wait for a long time Dimas immediately took the bike to go home.

He drove the motor at a moderate speed, now he was relieved Citra was far from him, not stalking him again, Dimas continued to gas, down the highway in the dark, and he was still stuck in the air, only the lights that adorn the edges of the road.

It was almost nine o'clock in the evening when Dimas arrived home, after storing the motor, he walked towards the door, there was no one, in the kitchen empty oun, and he walked towards the door, Dimas rushed to his room with a greeting, "Assalamu'alaikum..,?" while opening the door, but the wife was not there, she kept the goods, then walked closer to the bathroom maybe Naya was there, then opened the bathroom door, it was empty as well.

Dimas's heart became anxious, "Honey..,? where are you, then,?" Dimas out of the room looking for the whereabouts of Naya, he searched every room but the results were nil.

"Where are you, baby,? Aunty's not there either, is there,?" more worried, on the phone is not also lifted.

"Darling.., where are you,?" yelled Dimas, "Bi.., Bi Taty, where, where,?"

Bi Taty came out of the room wearing a mukena, "What's the matter, sir,?" standing in front of the door, "Gentlemen just got home.?"

"Where is my wife,? where's in the room not there,?" with a worried tone.

"Mom-!" bi Taty remembered for a moment.

"Where is Mom, huh,?" hardik Dimas with a sharp look.

"Oh, yes, Mr. Mother was upstairs trying on the elevator, and she was on the balcony, when Auntie was staying," replied bi Taty clearly.

"Huh," Dimas immediately ran up the stairs, towards the place that bi Taty said, yes it was his room above, inside the empty room.

"Darling,?" call Dimas, run to the balcony unseen by anyone, Dimas' heart is getting anxious where his wife is.? dimas' eyes were fixed to the seat, there was a sitting relaxed and leaning look long hair unraveled to the back of the chair.

Dimas slowly approached, apparently Naya who was sitting there, after Dimas noticed Naya falling asleep while listening to music in her ear, Dimas crouched down stroking Naya's long hair and kissed her.

"You've made me anxious, honey,?" cup.., a friendly kiss landed on the wife's forehead, but did not make Naya wake up.

"I'm sorry baby, I'm late for home, okay,?" hold Naya's hand gently.

After being satisfied to look at the face of the wife who is getting clearer due to treatment, because it is basically the skin of Naya yellow langsat, so once the treatment has seen the results.

Dimas stood up pulling his shirt hand up the elbow, then Dimas grabbed Naya's body, holding her slowly so that her sleeping wife was not disturbed, he moved her to the bed, and she moved her to the bed, dimas deliberately did not bring Naya down, because tomorrow will also move the room to the top.

When Dimas laid Naya on the bed slowly, Dimas' fingers brushed the hair blocking Naya's forehead, cup.

Dimas immediately got out of bed, walked out of the room, he went down the stairs to the room below to pick up his things.

"Hungry, did not have time to eat lunch," muttered Dimas as he stepped closer to the dining table, taking a plate in the contents of the rice and his favorite menu, directly Dimas ate with his greed.

"Mother overslept, sir,? kasian he waited for the father to go home to sleep, had not had time to eat also from noon, because of treatment, not lunch, night waiting for the Master to come home, until no dinner," said bi Taty staring at Dimas who was eating voraciously.

Hearing bi Taty talk just now, Dimas slightly stopped his meal, "My wife hasn't eaten, right,?" muttered,

Dimas finished his meal, with a glass of mineral water, "Bi had Dery meet Naya.?"

"No-no sir," bi Taty shook his head, "So the hell Dery asked to see Mom, but.., no Aunt let him, he's finally home."

"Nobody drove the car here yet,?" ask Dimas, washing your hands.

"Car, not yet Mr" said bi Taty.

"Ok, tomorrow please move my and my wife's belongings to the upper room, but if the heavy ones don't first,"

"Sir, would you like to move rooms, huh,?" tanya bi Taty curious.

"Yes Bi, would you please, please,?" Dimas walked up the stairs, carrying the things he was going to wear tonight.

"Okay sir," looked at Dimas' back from behind.

Dimas entered the bathroom, and not long back with wet water, then perform prayers isya, after that Dimas went up to the bed, where the wife was still sleeping soundly, he said, lying on his side, with Naya tucked into the same blanket, Dimas stared incessantly at Naya's face, how much he loved her, "Why would Dery want to see my wife,? I won't let anyone bother my wife" Dimas laughed.

The right hand that supported his head, while his left hand stroked his wife's cheek gently, touched Naya's lips with his finger, then brought her face closer to Naya's face, there was no reaction whatsoever from Naya, Dimas tilted his face, cup.., kissed Naya's lips gently, then the kiss heated up, demanding more.

Naya felt a touch of Dimas, but her head was so heavy, making her very sleepy in her eyes, Naya's arms wrapped around Dimas' neck in a whisper, "My head is so heavy, so sleepy can't open my eyes,!"

"It's okay honey just close it, but I'm asking for my right right now" whispered Dimas in a heavy voice, staring at Naya's face under the dim light.

While Naya was still closed, unable to open her eyes, just a small sigh coming out of her lips made Dimas as wild as ever, and Naya's body twists add to Dimas's spirit to go on and on until midnight.

Dimas finally fell limp, peeked at his wife's forehead, then lay down beside her, then fell asleep hugging each other.

The next morning Naya was tidying up Dimas' wet hair, his clothes neat, "Why did he come home late last night,? didn't you say it was late afternoon coming home, too,?" Naya opened her voice.

"Sorry baby, I was busy last night, and you should know, yesterday at the hospital was busy, I came home almost ashar from the hospital, straight to the plantation, until night, I was busy, until there was no time to eat all lunch," Dimas thought and lied a little, there was no way he could tell me about Citra who stalked him to the plantation.

Naya's breathing was so rough, "Keep home what time.?"

"Em.., I came home at about nine, baby, why,?" Dimas stroked Naya's hand, "I'm so worried, because last night you weren't in the basement, I didn't expect you to fall asleep on the balcony chair."

"Oh, yes who, last night I overslept, somehow my head is heavy.., really, the luggage is very sleepy," said Naya, buried her head in Dimas' chest.

"Worthy, even making love does not want to open your eyes at all, strange,?" Dimas shrugged his shoulders.

Naya looked up, grinning the horse, "It's sleepy."

"Sleepy, but.., really enjoy huh,? ha..,ha.ha..," seduced Dimas chuckled to himself.

"If I don't enjoy, just shut up, you want to,? not if you just shut up like making love with a doll, huh,?" naya said she didn't want to lose.

"Bawel," Dimas hugged his wife's body tightly.

"Still miss that,?" Naya tightened her embrace, today will it be too late to go home,?"

Dimas's eyebrows lifted, "God willing, no, definitely will be quick to go home, although it is too late, I immediately go home, do not stop by anywhere first," said Dimas peeked his wife's forehead, then let go of his embrace.

"We have breakfast, right,? from yesterday, I didn't eat, did I,? don't eat late and it hurts" Dimas said.

"It's okay, let's be a little thin, hi..,hi.hi..," so on.

"Well, I can't, if there's another diet, baby" Dimas carried Naya downstairs, to the dinner table, looking at her husband's face while embracing Dimas's neck, "Though I can get myself down, there's an elevator."

Dimas focused on the stairs he passed, "It's okay to be faster," Dimas added his smile.

"Gee.., early in the morning Bibi has been suguhi the scenery UW nih, hi..,hi.hi..," said bi Taty from near where the cook stands.

Dimas sat Naya in a chair near the dining table, Naya turned red in the face, another with Dimas who remained relaxed and flat.

Naya poked the fried rice on Dimas' plate, "Nih breakfast, don't forget to read the prayer."

After reading the prayer Dimas looked at the wife, "How many days has it been to not feel the food from the hands of his beloved wife.?"

Naya who wanted to put a spoon into her mouth stopped, her eyes were fixed on Dimas who was looking at her, "Alright," then feed the husband alternately with her.

Bi Taty mesem-mesem himself looked into the romance of his master, "May you always be happy huh, Mr and Mother Naya,?" muttered bi Taty in heart,

"Bi, don't forget to clean my room, which is under the move of his belongings to the top, ask for help from neighbors, ask for help, if to move the closet or heavy," dimas.

Bi Taty nodded, "Okay Sir."

"On pocket money, I leave it to my wife," Dimas glanced at Naya.

"What's the bed, then,?" asked Naya while putting the last spoon into her mouth.

"No, uh, which one did you like, huh,? the one below what's above,?" looking at the wife.

"What,?" Naya raised her eyebrows.

"His bed, baby,? what do you think,?" whispered Dimas smirked.

Naya blushed shyly, "Oh, I like the one in the lower room."

"Ok, move, same exchange above, yes already, I left first huh,? afraid of misfortune," Dimas got up from his seat.

"Ok" Naya grabbed Dimas' hand and kissed him, and Dimas kissed Naya's forehead warmly.

"Well, come home soon, huh,?" with a spoiled tone.

"Of course, I'll be home soon, today is the first day of therapy, there's no way I'll let you be alone with another man" Dimas rubbed the tip of Naya's head.

"Well, be careful, huh,?" Naya took off Dimas's hand.

"Assalamu'alaikum.., huh..,? baby take good care of yourself at home," said Dimas as he stepped foot out.

"Wa'alaikum salam..," Naya stared at Dimas's departure.

When Dimas, passing bi Taty, "Bi tipped my wife,?" take a quick look at bi Taty.

"Yes sir, Auntie will take care of Mom" said Auntie.

"Don't be like last night, so you don't know he fell asleep on the balcony alone" Dimas said, wearing his helmet.

"Sorry sir, Auntie forgot," said Bibi feeling guilty.

"Darling, huh,? I'm not a kid, don't need to talk like that, do I,? Bi mamafin my husband,?" Naya glanced at Dimas and bi Taty alternately.

Dimas saw Naya who seemed annoyed with her words, and Aunt who sat down, "I'm sorry Bi, I just want at least Auntie to accompany him, that's all, don't be hurt by my words.?"

Bi Taty lifted his head, "Ti-it's okay Sir, bubi understood.

Back in the body, Manghampiri Naya returned, stroking Naya's cheek, "Don't pout dear, huh,? I'll never rest easy leaving you in such a state of anger, I'll apologize to Auntie."

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Because my room is not feeling well, this morning I just up, thank my reader who is still loyal,? continue to support me ya🙏 don't forget always lake, comment, rating and vote, because of it all, I feel appreciated and more cheerful.