Not Mauku

Sergey Dimas

Naya was already gaping to talk, but seeing that Ms. Hesa came in and sat down at the dinner table, made the two of them go silent and just smile at Ms. Hesa.

"Hem.., are you ready to go to work,? hello to Hesa on Dimas.

"Yes Mak, let's have breakfast Mak."

"And you open the counter today, then,?" staring at his daughter-in-law.

"So.., later on rather unfortunate," said Naya while taking fried rice for Dimas and bread for breakfast.

"Hopefully, huh,?" dimas said as he opened his mouth as Naya bribed.

"Aamiin, thanks..?"

No one spoke again everything was focused on his breakfast, Dimas sipped his mineral drink, "Darling a lot of breakfast, so as not to starve," looked at the wife who only had breakfast bread and chocolate milk.

"Bi, I'll have fried fish later, huh,? already full how," Naya turned to bi Taty and Dimas alternately.

"Hem.., for a minute," Dimas looked at Naya's lips as they were covered in milk marks, then he wiped them with his index finger and licked them, Naya blushed in embarrassment, Naya took a tissue and wiped it.

"That big shot," Dimas licked his finger, "Yes already I want to take the work equipment first," Dimas got up from his seat rushed up the stairs.

Naya cleaned up the food marks, then took the Taty bi to wash, after which Naya said goodbye to Mama-in-law to go up, followed Dimas to the room.

Now that Naya is in the room, Dimas is tidying up his shirt and wearing his great shirt, Naya helps, "What time is it.?"

"You don't know yet, would you take me to the counter hem..,?" stroking Naya's cheek.

"Now ah, I want to duha first, later a bit unfortunate," looked at her handsome husband's face.

"Can it be there, there is also a prayer tool available there, I'm afraid the mother fell no one knows how,?"

Naya puts her hands around Dimas' neck, "Em.., yes, it's okay to be in between lazy road coincidences too," with the effect.

"That's right hem.., end up spoiled as well," Dimas brought his face closer and gently kissed Naya's forehead.

"Hem.., you can't be spoiled with your own husband,?" looking at her husband.

"Come, have we left now,?" Dimas grabbed the phone at the table in his pocket.

"Yes, the laptop put it first into the bag," Pinta Naya pointed at the laptop.

After being sure that no one was left behind, the two walked out of the room, from today Naya has her own busy life.

The first day of the counter was still quiet and open only until the afternoon, now Naya was sitting in the sewing machine checking the clothes made last night, and had been ironed neatly.

Naya takes him downstairs, looking for the whereabouts of Mama-in-law, coincidentally in her room.

Geck...

Geck...

Tok.., Naya knocks on Hesa's bedroom door, "Excuse me.., Mama's inside.?"

Not long after the door opened and Ms. Hesa stood with a flat face, "What's the matter.?"

Naya points out what she's carrying, "Here I make you a dress for Mama, can I come in.?"

"Come in," and Naya followed behind and sat on the bed.

"I make clothes for Mama, try it first, if it has been tried, thankfully do not like also papa, if the size seems to fit but Mama," Naya gave one casual dress to Mama-in-law.

Ms. Hesa stared at the dress not immediately take it, but took it too long, and was taken to the toilet, five minutes later back with the dress that Naya gave.

Naya smiled happily, "Wah really fits in Mama's body," Naya observed Hesa's bu and took some pictures for the stamps.

"Enak is also in use," said Mrs Hesa pay attention to her clothes.

"Likes it, huh,?" Naya stared at the face of Ms. Hesa whose romance or language was hard to guess.

"Like it, just say it's good to wear, comfortable, simple but good model."

Ms. Hesa simultaneously turned to Naya, "Eh.., who would you love,? rather than in the love of people who do not necessarily like, mending me wear it, why in the love of people.?

Naya feels funny and hides her smile, "Kok can-can say not like but in love people should not, strange Mama," inner Naya.

Ms. Hesa was sitting quietly, with the clothes still attached to her body, "Can't you make this kind of thing again? but.., with a different motive of Kalimantan batik for example."

"Oh sure you can, Mama want? tomorrow I'll find the material first yes, if it's there, I'll make it for Mama all to make other stamps," how happy the heart of Naya bu Hesa likes what he has made and even asked to be made again.

"Don't be happy just yet, instead of me liking your work, but.., just better than I had to buy from the store," with a flat, slightly haughty look.

Naya smiled faintly, "Yes Mak, ok I go out first yes," Naya also came out of her room-in-law.

"Hem.., she's good at it, so be it," her eyes were on the dress she was wearing.

Naya starts browsing an online store that sells clothing materials, and Naya orders everything she needs.

Even Dimas who was sitting next to Naya was busy with his laptop, he glanced at the wife who was preparing to sleep, "Which tomorrow starts therapy again huh,? Aldo's coming tomorrow for therapy."

"Yes," yawning, unable to bear the drowsiness, Naya pulled the blanket and closed her eyes which felt very tight.

"Which, which.., what..,?" because no sound was heard from Naya, Dimas turned his head to see that Naya had fallen asleep.

"Hem..," Dimas shook his head, seeing that it was eleven o'clock apparently, because it had evaporated, he closed his laptop store on the table, pulled a blanket stroking the wife's stomach, "What's the news, baby, all right there yeah, don't make it hard for you, who's healthy there," then Dimas kissed her belly, hugged her and started closing his eyes.

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It has been three weeks that Naya has been running her activities at a fairly good counter, not only coming but also through online Naya service as well as important trust, payment right, payment, start open at 08:00 close at 15:00, Sundays off, except online there is no holiday.

At home

Naya busies herself with the design of clothes, from adults to children, there are some clothes that Naya has promoted through online, and slowly there is also a message, he said, especially for now there are some who order dresses from Kalimantan batik materials.

Coincidentally about sewing there is an assistant Naya who was brought from her village, named Angelica, with the call of Lisa, is still around 20 THN.

So if Naya is at the counter, there are workers who sew at home, Naya is only part of designing and cutting, unless there are parts that she does not understand then consult with Naya through vidcal.

Even so still Dimas many complaints, will busy her that she considers a little time for her husband when not, it is natural that the afternoon can not rest, rest, therefore Dimas prefers to take a nap at the counter to be close to his wife, after all feel uncomfortable if many at home without a wife, without a wife, because there are new residents, Angelica is a beautiful young woman and often becomes a model for Naya.

Every day for lunch only in the same anterin Bibi to the counter, so only a few steps from home remain aja Naya from morning until afternoon at the counter just returned ashar, ashar, about sewing clothes he monitored from afar.

At the moment Dimas was sleeping on the sofa, his head was on Naya's lap, no buyers happened to come, "Yang.?"

"Hem.., what's up, huh,?" her finger stroked her husband's temple.

"Mama's birthday week away, and the time we announce the pregnancy of the mother, surely they are happy to hear it," Dimas with a bright look.

"yes, it's up to you" Naya daydreamed a little.

Dimas looked up and sat down, "Thinking what the hell, huh,? don't tell me you're thinking about clothing design, I don't like you being too busy with work, thoughts, until your husband's eyes don't care about it," said Dimas, his jaw hardened, feeling very upset, to make Naya shocked not to play, just this time her husband said hard to her

"Darling why talk like that,?" staring for a moment and then looking down, I just thought about how they would react to Mama if they knew I was pregnant," softly and shed tears, it hurt, it hurt, he was snapped by a man who had been gentle and patient.

Dimas was silent to see his wife looking down and there were clear details falling from his eyes, "Last-lately you are more busy yourself, the night we met directly asleep because tired, a little time for us to let go of longing, a little time for us to let go, it's not even there because we're both busy during the day, either," still with a slightly high voice

Naya looked up and rubbed her wet cheeks, "That's your feeling because I used to have no work, my job was just sleeping and serving my husband, naturally dong if now my daily life is a little changed, right,? but.., I feel like I haven't forgotten my duty to you, you're a little cold."

"What.., mommy said daddy was cold, huh,? isn't it the opposite, the more possessive mother, no passion, tired excuses, should I ask her here and prove that I'm not cold," lowering her voice looking at the eyeballs Naya occasionally glanced at the long sofa, her hands clutching both sides of Naya's shoulders, leaving Naya terrified, cold sweat coming out from Naya's skin pores.

"Don't-no, ja-don't here who is,? this was not the right place," Naya's voice nervously worried by Dimas's remark, Naya could not imagine if it happened in this place, either, Naya understood what her husband meant that she might feel less fondling than him.

It was seen someone walking towards the counter, a man in a hat until his face was covered by his hat, Dimas knew him so Dimas went from sitting and welcomed the person, who is he...?

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