Not the Hope Husband

Kangen

"Who? yes's lover!" search for Viona while pulling both her legs.

"Hem." Fatir muttered immediately lying down tomorrow should wake up early in the morning.

Viona shut down her laptop. After looking at the clockwork that already showed that the atmosphere was late at night.

It had been a week of Viona and Fatir's marriage, every day Fatir left early in the morning and came home at least in the afternoon around 09 or 10 pm.

Viona is busy working and taking care of her company. Go home in the morning, every day. This Sunday will be at home. But when I heard Rumi and Sita coming. Vi changes her mind choosing to go to Alisa's house only.

But he forgot that today Alisa and her husband are going to his parents' place so that Alisa's house is quiet. Finally Viona turned the bow and after a long time driving, suddenly arrived at the place where Fatir was selling. But it is still quiet and still seems to be beberes. Adam and Sidar were in the cheese cart.

Fatir is not in his place. Probably still at his house.

"Well, one serving of bananas?" viona said as she sat on the available bench.

The two young men looked. "Eh, beautiful mother. Tumben's here Missy huh?" look at Adam with his friendly smile.

"The parents must not be the same Mas Fatir, anyway met every day. Must've missed me, huh?" He blinked his eyes flirtatious.

"Sure, I miss you guys," Viona retracted her lips smiling.

"Ahay .. happy in kangenin." Gurau Sidar and Adam.

"One serving huh?"

"Ready, Ma'am. Oya Ma'am, Mas Fatir is out." Chirps Sidar.

Adam looked at his brother. With a hard look.

"Where are you?" looking at Viona, she thinks Fatir is still at her house.

"Eh, don't know Ma'am." Adam's providing Viona's order.

"Oh, who's home?" Viona glanced at Sidar while enjoying the cheese banana.

"There's nobody. You want to go there?" adam looked at Viona.

"Yes, can you?" Viona looked at the two young men.

"By dong, yu equals me." Sidar precedes Viona.

Viona follows Sidar from behind. "And go to the house first, right?" pamit Viona to Adam who replied with a nod.

Viona and Sidar walk together to Fatir's house. Some neighbors who passed by smiled kindly and asked that this beautiful woman who Sidar was. I've seen him come there a few times.

Sidar immediately replied that this woman was the wife of Fatir. Some wonder, is not Fatir's lover Soraya?

"Suk Mbak's. Look at the new couch and the new chair that you've been sending." Sidar pointed inwards.

Viona's two blind eyes circled the entire room of Fatir House. The sofa and dining chair are new but the contents of the room have not changed. Viona looked through the room and its contents one by one.

Then back to the middle room. And his eyes were fixed on Fatir's new motorbike which was beautiful in the corner of the house.

"Well, is that a motorbike?" looking at Viona glanced at Sidar who was sitting on the sofa.

Sidar glanced at the motor. "Oh, means Mas Fatir bring the old Ma'am."

"Where's emang? oya don't answer. At least I know where," said Viona while taking a cell phone from her bag.

After finishing talking on the phone. Viona glanced at Sidar again. "You don't want to help Ma'am?"

"Let's do. What the hell?" Sidar got up from his bed.

Clean room. The old things come out and we replace them with new ones."

"Assyic tuh. But my room has no rations?" Search Sidar expectantly.

"certain. Three rooms, right? we all sort it out. Okay?"

"OK it then." It has moved and started moving to clean the three rooms.

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Fatir who was at Soraya's house was busy chatting with his lover.

"Mas, I've been to the hospital. His intention was to visit your sister, but on the road someone asked for help in giving birth so I stopped deh." Soraya's voice as she wrestled at Fatir's hand.

"Yes, who was born smoothly?" ask Fatir.

The deg!

"Baby! not married yet and do not know in the future how?" fatir in his heart.

"I miss dear kangen immediately weighing our baby. Must be handsome like you." Soraya stabbed Fatir in the nose with her index finger.

Slowly Fatir removed Soraya's hand from his. Glancing at the watch that already showed ten o'clock in the afternoon and the time he was trading.

"I'm going home first, right? if I have time to see you again, don't call me if it doesn't matter"

"Why? don't you think the same about me!" Soraya stared at the heart. His heart felt sadder the more here Fatir drifted away, communication by phone was difficult. Cell phone numbers are often inactive.

"I'm busy, but there must be a time when we meet." Fatir. It feels like to say that getting married is difficult to ask for forgiveness, Kasian.

"But I miss." Soraya's hand hugged Fatir's hand very tightly, her face looked lethargic and sad.

Fatir's breathing is heavy, so the dilemma. Confused about not knowing what to do? While honestly not able to. This marriage did not want to come to when.

"Yes already? I want to go home, it's noon. Sell it." Fatir walked forward and was followed by Soraya who continued to hold her wrist.

"I'm coming, right? you sell." Rajuk Soraya's.

"Don't. There are already children who nemenin Mas." refused Fatir staring friendly lover heart.

After saying goodbye. Fatir wears a helmet and rides his motorcycle but previously opened the phone first which turns out there is a message from Sidar. He said there was Viona. Sidar hastily launched his motorcycle.

"What's coming home? kok didn't say he wanted to come." he muttered Fatir while focusing forward.

After some time, Fatir arrived at the base and Viona's car was there. Adam's cart was no longer in place.

"Go home, don't ya?" Fatir stood by his wagon. But finally decided not to go home first. It just so happened that all the trading materials were already available there.

Viona and Sidar dwell in three rooms all damaged and unused items are removed and burned behind, replaced with new ones. New bed, new closet.

"Ahok .. I'm tired. tell the gih people, who's the cake. Neighbor's mothers, I paid for it." Viona sat down in a doldrums. Seeing the work is still a lot, if the bed and closet have been installed, stay clean-up clothes and tidy up all.

"All right," Sidar went somewhere.

Viona went to the kitchen looking around for anything there, no food, in the freezer. There were only a few eggs and cold water there.

"Huuh .. no food. My stomach is hungry" said Viona.

Finally, Viona ordered food through gojeg. Not long Sidar came with a Mother-mother called Bu Roro.

"Mom please huh? help me out!" Pinta Viona and this is money for her laborers. Viona gave two sheets that were red.

"Thank You Non." Bu Roro nodded respectfully and immediately intervened to tidy up all the clothes into their respective cabinets that had rooms in the three rooms.

Viona is now cleaning the kitchen, arranging it very neatly.

"Sider?" call Viona.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Sidar.

"Please wait for the package delivery and the groceries outside." Viona Pinta.

"Ready Ma'am." Sidar comes out waiting in front.

Not long after the package came and immediately Sidar brought it to the kitchen where Viona was. "Mr. Here's the groceries."

"Yes, open the food. Eating must be Hungry, right? the mother's love is one and sisain for Fatir and Mas Adam." Viona Tympal.

"Okay Ma'am, I'm taking Mas Adam with me? that Mas Fatir must have come home from the sale."

"Loh, that's .. nothing, right?" Viona wonder.

"Yes the hell .. but it's directly Mbak trading, there's no way Mas I forget his obligations."

Viona was silent near the wall that was tidying up the plate. Then Sidar went and brought Adam food. "Well .. eat well!" he muttered while walking.

Viona continued her activities of cleaning the kitchen is a mess of knowledge that inhabits the feet of all men, if cleaning the hell Viona can know cooking can not. Except warming. So focused with his work that it is not aware that behind him there are people who pay attention ....

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