Not the Hope Husband

Aunt in droves

"You're a nobody and you don't know anything, so don't assume anything about me!" Viona stared intently at Dewo.

"Ha ha ha .. I did not expect that Viona Nurulita became a aunt-tante in droves," said Dewo full emphasis by mentioning Viona's full name.

Viona was upset. "I don't have time to serve you." His move was to leave Dewo. But again grabbed by the hands of Dewo and directly Viona tepis.

"Look pretty, if you need a caress. Come to me, and you don't have to spend anything like them! you can even get satisfaction from me." Voice slowly.

Viona was angrier, her hands were itching to slap the mouth of the man before her. But he was still trying to be patient, Sighing his breath while saying. "Whatever you say. I don't care."

"Come to me, who will warmly welcome your beautiful self." Whisper it again. With eyes looking around the crowded. "You may now." Staring at Viona with a mischievous look.

The longer Viona gets amused and tightens her chest. Viona walks away from Dewo even though Dewo is trying to get in the way.

"Mister's okay, right?" sidar and Adam looked worried.

"No," Viona was brief. Then walked followed by the two young men.

The three of them enter Viona's mobi. Time has begun to dusk, welcoming the night that will replace the day.

"Who was that, Mother? pretty boyfriends huh?" tanya Sidar looked towards Viona who was focusing on driving.

Viona did not immediately answer, while Adam and Sidar waited for an answer with high curiosity. Wanted to know who that man was.

"Nobody, just a prankster." Viona replied while remaining Focused forward.

Arriving at the base, the Maghrib and Fatir pass are going to the next mosque. And he ordered that Viona not come home first, then he will deliver.

"Sir, go to yu's house? I'll make you some warm tea." Take Sidar.

"Yes, Mother. Coincidentally the sale was over, we want to finish," continued Adam.

"Em ... okay." Viona got out of the car and pulled out the key. Then bring a paper bag, because the two young men bring items that must be washed at home.

This is the second time, Viona entered Fatir's house. Adam went into the kitchen and cooked rice. Sidar made some warm tea like he said Viona did.

Viona was sitting on the floor, there was no chair there. Viona's eyes kept moving observing every corner of the house.

Sidar appeared with a fresh face. Looks like prayers. "This is how we stay beautiful."

"Oh, will I go to the toilet for a second?" Viona stood up and tipped her bag.

"By, Ma'am please."

Viona goes to the toilet that has to pass through the kitchen first, because there is only one bathroom in the house. "Uuh .. sultry. Where hasn't taken a shower."

Coincidentally earlier from the office directly picked up to Fatir's place, not to go home first let alone change clothes, riel office clothes that he was wearing at this time. He stood in the kitchen, looking at the flaming recucer. Approaching the table, empty no side dishes yet.

Adam came in wearing a sarong. "What are you doing there?"

"Em. From the toilet, oya again cook rice huh?"

"Yes, Mother. Not yet sent to eat Mom," said Adam.

"Kok, no side dishes yet?" Viona looked at Adam.

"Mas, Fatir is now shopping."

"Oh, em .. for Mom, let Mbak just order, then immediately delivered there."

"But, Ma'am. Let Adam or Sidar leave. Don't bother," Adam refused to feel bad about too much trouble for Viona.

"No, pa-pa, already. So you guys don't have to eat for mom tonight. Okay?"

"Thank you, Ma'am!" Adam was embarrassed.

Fatir who was near the kitchen door listened to Viona and her sister Adam. Then go in and store the bag of crackle fill side dishes on the table.

Viona glanced at Fatir. Then walking across Fatir again sat down in the living room, sipping warm tea.

Fatir followed and sat in front of Viona. "I guess you're still in the car."

"They brought me here." Answer Viona. Without looking and choosing to play his phone.

Fatir looked at the younger sister, then towards the same Viona turned her head. "Who? the man at that time!"

"Yes, she is," replied Viona.

"Are you okay?" ask Fatir back.

"No,"

"That, Mas. Forced to hold the hands of beautiful Mbak," said Sidar again.

Fatir's eye bead moves from Sidar into Viona's hand. Somehow he felt annoyed and did not like to hear Sidar's story just now.

Silent!

After no conversation between the two. Fatir opened the scabbard and folded it. "You going home now?"

"Huh? yes, but by yourself. No need to bother," Viona slightly raised her face.

"If you want to be alone, why do I tell you to wait?" fatir.

Viona did not answer any more, other than standing up and grabbing her bag. Following the steps of Fatir who first came out, but just wanted to wear sandals. Rain falls, although not so heavy but will be quite wet if it penetrates it.

Fatir took the umbrella. "There's only one, isn't there?"

"Yes, Mas. One more broken." Sidar Voice.

Viona only glanced at a glance. Then his eyes were fixed on the rain that soaked the earth. After Fatir returned with an umbrella in hand. Viona wears her shoes that Fatir thrust. "Thank you!"

Fatir nodded. Viona came down from the terrace, walking under the rain. Fatir walked beside Viona paddling her.

Both of them look stiff, the road is stuck did not dare to hold. Like Fatir he is so clumsy, but he can just grab his waist or his shoulders. His name was also one-sided, but they did not.

Both of Viona's hands crossed on her chest. And a little shivering, when it arrives near the car. Suddenly there was a motor passing through the water puddle roadside and spitting out the water, so that littering the legs level and smooth Viona.

Similarly, Fatir's trousers did not escape the splash of water.

"Iih .." said Viona as she stomped her foot to the ground.

Fatir bengong momentarily. Seeing Viona's dirty feet, Fatir opened the door.

Viona entered with a bitter heart. Take out a tissue and clean his legs while grumbling. "That's it. Itching again." rubbing the wind oil on his leg.

Beyond the rain is getting worse. The blind eyes of Fatir looked outwards as though red flashes were coloring, like sparks flashing.

"Gruesome!" Viona's mumbling.

Without wasting time. Fatir drove Viona's car into the rain. The quiet streets added Fatir eager to speed quickly, darting like an arrow that slipped from his bow.

"Well, thank you for buying my sisters a cell phone?" fatir's voice among the rain.

The henchman Viona looked at the window with a blank look. Moving looking towards Fatir. "Together."

After some time, the car arrived at the front gate. Waiting for the gate to open. Fatir turned his head towards Viona who looked dreamy while hugging her chest.

"Not bored every day? every night nganterin, ngojek home! You're getting married soon, aren't you?" mr. Rusadi's voice shocked the two who were about to get out of the car.

"Fuck!" Viona stared dislikefully at the words of her father.

"Sorry, Om. I just take it, it's not good to let princess Om go home alone" Fatir said.

"What's wrong with you holding back, getting married!" ketus mr. Rusadi.

"Pah .. We are not children, we also have limits. We didn't do anything." Bela Viona, looking at the father.

"Every day home at night, delivered by men. Hold yourself napa?" said Mr. Rusadi back in an angry tone ....

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