Not Mauku

Fruit garden

Seems the world only belongs to two and the others just contract guys, no one can interfere, even though the sound of the wind blowing, the silence that is heard is only the sound of his second breath that is heavy because of soy sauce.

Sunlight has given its warm temperature and light into the room through the window gap, in which there are two people who are still at home wrapped in blankets both.

Naya is still in the arms of her husband who is lying facing the ceiling, both bodies are still plain only covered in a thick blanket only.

The body was still limp but very satisfied, they had just finished doing the umpteenth time activity, Dimas hand stroked the wife's stomach.

Naya looked up, "When do we go home.?"

"Later bah.., relax first," said Dimas while closing his eyes.

Naya fell silent again, she fixed the blanket on her clasps with her hands to cover her chest, then closed her eyes like her husband but did not want to, until finally Naya woke up wearing her robe, glancing at her husband looks slumbering.

Naya came down on the floor walking towards the bathroom to clean up again after the dawn of the bath and now the sticky body is back, due to the fighting again and again this morning, and again this morning, her husband did not let her sleep.

After neatly dressed in a beautiful appearance, Naya turned her husband still sleeping soundly, she approached the window to see the atmosphere around the villa, "Masya Allah tabarakallah, she said, there are many fruit trees and very fruitful O Allah," ck ck ck Naya was so amazed to see it.

Naya approaches the bed, where her husband is still sleeping soundly, "Which, wake up..?"

"Hem..," muttered Dimas.

"Road yuk look at tuh fruit."

"Hem.., later ah drowsiness," with a special sound of waking up and without opening his eyes in the slightest.

"Ih.., it's noon too," Naya grumbled as she walked away from the bed and out of the room.

When crossing the door there was a guard cleaning, "Sir, sorry to ask, behind whom are there many fruit trees,?" Naya stared waiting for an answer.

"Oh, behind his belongings this villa Bu," said the man while nodding respectfully.

"Em.., it's okay if I take it, right,?" ask Naya again.

"Of course, ma'am, take it don't hesitate," the man continued.

"He..,he..,he.., fear can't."

"By Bu, take it, not pa-pa," the villa keeper continued his duties which were interrupted by Naya's presence.

Naya also continued to walk until finally arrived at the yard of many fruit trees, more precisely fruit orchards because of the vast land as well.

There are mangoes, oranges, Apple, Kalimantan salak and there are more typical Kalimantan fruit that Naya does not know its name.

Ck ck. ck.., "O Allah, its bushy," Naya stood near the apple fruit trees that were red-red, red-colored, even no less that are lying on the ground there are still intact there are also some former animals, and some are rotten on the ground.

He plucked one into his shirt and then he ate it, "God's sweetness, took another one, ate it again.

Then approaching the orange tree, a few metic then peeled and put into his mouth again, "Em., sweeter O Allah.., try near my house there is a fruit tree like this, 'Em, there are mangoes but not yet fruitful," murmured Naya speak for herself.

"Mango fruit pengenen but.., do not bring a knife to peel it, where there is no one to tell again ah, well do not bring a cell phone too," Naya bengong while eating oranges.

From a distance a man watched over Naya with his sweet smile his eyes kept watch over Kanaya who was walking near the short fruit trees to easily pluck the fruit.

Naya continued to walk from one tree to another until she felt tired and sat under a mango tree whose leaves and fruit were lush.

"Uh.., tired, sitting here is good times yes, shady," while avoiding the sun getting hotter.

Seeing Naya sitting seemingly to the lethargy, the man approached Naya who was slipping under the mango tree.

"What are you doing here, then,? please fruit, huh,?" the man grinned to see Naya holding a mango in her hand.

Suddenly Naya was shocked, "Astagfirullah..," held his chest and took off the mango until it fell rolling.

Naya turned her head and looked up at the person who came and made her startled, after looking closely at Naya added to her surprise why this person was here as well, "You-why are here too.?"

Naya wanted to stand up but slipped so that she sat back down, her face looked anxious.

"Just relax, just sit back and get tired, right,?" the man sat not far from Naya and took the rolling mango.

"Like to be anywhere, right,?" sneering smile.

"Ih.., it sucks," said Naya then fell silent.

The man peeled the fruit for Naya and then gave it to Naya, without hesitation Naya took it and ate it, "God is sweet and still mengkal loh."

The man chuckled softly at Kanaya's fruit-eating expression, a happy hue deeply implied on her face.

After eating Naya turned towards the man on the twig there was a green snake going across the man's action as Naya screamed, "Aw.., it's a u-snake near your ka-your shoulder" cried Naya.

Dery quickly glanced at the one Naya showed and caught the snake at a glance then on his banting some to the ground until the snake did not move at all then he threw far away.

Naya becomes confused to see around him afraid of snakes as well but seems to be safe, there are no signs, Naya shudders, "Ih.., horrified, afraid."

"It's okay to be safe so don't be afraid" said Dery to calm Kanaya.

Naya's eyes were still trying to carefully fear that suddenly there was another snake again.

Naya was still wondering why Dery was there too, nginep was also in the same villa or what, "You're here too,?" staring at Dery.

Dery clapped his hands, walked in search of water to wash his hands for a while then returned to where he was, "Did I stay here,? not wrong, there is no tent there is nothing when I sleep here like my bandanagn dong."

"Nih the old nyebelin also spoke, I think as cold as his person," Naya grumbled in her heart, "Em.., I mean, you stay at the villa too kah, kah, not sleeping here," litur Naya softly.

"Oh.., so dong nanya, I just understand," while grinning to show his teeth white and neat.

"Yes.., I stayed in that villa as well, my room.., next to yours, so I heard what you guys!"

"Well what, then,?" Naya was shocked and felt very embarrassed all too often if what Dery said was right.

Dery laughed, looking at Naya's pale face more than when he saw the snake, "Ha..,ha.ha.., no, I was just joking don't have to be afraid," still chuckling.

Naya did not understand Dery's intention, again frowning his forehead, "You mean.?"

"Yes, I mean, I did sleep in the same villa but my room was far from your room, I was just kidding, why do I sleep with people, the fall of no work," full serious.

"Oh"

Inside Dimas' room

In the room Dimas was just literate trying to open his eyes that felt like a lot, he wanted to be lazy and sleep, he looked for his clothes, he looked for clothes, but there are only shorts just go straight into the bathroom to clean up, previously looking for the whereabouts of his wife but not in the room, his phone was on the table maybe he forgot to bring it.

Seeing the atmosphere outside was so hot that the sign was already noon, he flushed his body with air shower, soap and pour shampoo also for his hair.

In dismay with his wife Dimas rushed to his bath, then looked for a change of clothes, after putting on clothes then sprayed perfume, combing, storing the haduk into place, Dimas was tempted out of the room.

She put it in the kitchen, took a bottle of mineral water and took it, "Sorry to ask, see where my wife is,?" staring fixed and hope people he asked know the existence of the wife.

"Oh, your wife if not mistaken just to the back wants to pick the fruit," pointed back.

Dimas menoeh who was shown, then walked, "Letter," hurried his feet out of the villa terbut.

Sure enough there were a lot of fruit trees behind the villa and the land was quite spacious as well, at the end of which there was a man and a woman whom Dimas was sure was his wife.

The closer it gets, and the more it becomes clear that the woman is his wife Naya and the man next to her is Dery, "Ngapain is alone there.?"

Dimas further accelerated his pace approaching his wife, "Darling again what's here both the same Dery.?"

Both of them turned to Dimas who had just come, the expression of both was normal because there was nothing.

"Just wake up who," Naya greeted with her sweet smile, welcoming the husband's arrival.

"Yes, what are you doing together, man,?" again asked, looking suspiciously at Naya and Dery alternately.

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The readers are all right, I'm sure quite a lot of readers and likes this novel, and I intend that long episode of the daily story that is, not too much in short, keep me want to ask the same of all of you, you think this story in the future in a short course and soon finished or obey the plot 'me only/how do you want 'me alone,? what if you think.?🙏🙏