One Big Dipper Two Love

Chapter 47

Hanga returned home, five days later. From the initial plan of two days, in fact the workshop lasted for three days. He misinterpreted the information from the office.

Hangga works as an IT staff at one of the telecommunications companies. He used to work in Jakarta and had only two years in mutation to Tangerang. Initially he planned to ask for the mutation back to Jakarta in order to be close to Nata who used to be still a lover. However, his marriage to Harum canceled the plan.

On the fourth day, the office gave him and his teammates a holiday. It was used by Hangga and his colleagues to enjoy the beautiful island of Bali. Don't forget to buy souvenirs for his two wives.

Vacation with colleagues in the Island of the Gods was quite fun. And it will certainly be more fun if you vacation on the island of the famous exotic with the women of his tribe. How thought.

After dinner, Nata and Hangga sit together on the sofa of the television room while opening the souvenirs that Hangga brought.

“Rum, here!” call Nata as Harum passes through the television room about to enter the room.

Harum obediently stepped over to Nata, then sat on a single sofa near Nata.

“This souvenir from Mas Hangga. Which one do you choose, Rum?” lontar Nata while showing a large paper bag containing souvenirs.

Smiling in response to Nata's words.

“This is like Mas Hangga specifically buy for you deh.” Nata took a Balinese mukena and showed it to Harum.

“All the stuff I bought two. If I believe, I even buy four, so Mother and Bi Jenah are also part,” said Hangga explained.

“You bought me Mukena too?” ask Nata.

“Iya. Later you can learn to pray as fragrant,” replied Hangga.

“You choose what color, Rum?” ask Nata.

“Whichever one, nothing,” replied Harum.

Then Nata began to divide the souvenirs for Harum. It is not difficult to divide the souvenirs, because Hangga bought two pieces for each item of goods, only different colors.

After the business of distribution of souvenirs had settled down, Nata and Hangga went up to his room. Arriving at the room, Hangga immediately laid her body on her soft mattress. Nata went to the bathroom to clean up.

After about ten minutes in the bathroom, performing a face wash ritual and brushing teeth, Nata came out with a fresh face and beamed with a smile that continued to expand. However, a second later his face was grimly bent because he saw the already sleeping Hangga.

Nata could tell that Hanga had slept, because of the mangap mouth feature. Nata knows well, his handsome husband if he falls asleep must have his mouth mangap and will sleep snoring if his body feels really tired.

Nata threw his body on the bed with a feeling of annoyance. It's been five nights not together, even left to sleep first like this. Sucks.

Staring annoyed at the husband, Nata sat leaning on the head of the bed while folding his hands on his chest. After careful attention, the Hanges do not sleep with snoring. This indicates that actually Hanges is not too tired. That's what Nata thought.

“Yang, wake up! I don't miss anything like me!” exclaiming Nata while rocking the body of Hangga.

There was no reaction from the husband, now Nata patted the cheek of Hanges. “Wake up dong, darling, wake up!”

Hangga opened her eyes slightly, staring at Nata in a semi-conscious state. “I slept first huh, Yang. Later at two o'clock there is the ball,” he said with his eyes half closed.

“I love you,” said Hangga with eyes that remain closed.

Finally Nata also broke the body. Sleeping sideways, turning his back on the Hanges. “Awas aja if tomorrow night cat-nempel, will not be given!” skink.

After many times back and forth sleeping position with a feeling of annoyance, finally the beautiful woman went also to dreamland.

May her dream tonight be beautiful, as beautiful as her expectations before being upset by her beloved husband.

At 02.00 in the morning, Hangga woke up because of the ringing alarm that was deliberately set by him since the afternoon. He was preparing to wake up at that hour to watch the ball.

Hangga is not a ball maniac who is willing to stay up every time there is a ball game. He will only watch his favorite Italian League—liga. And willing to stay up if his favorite team is competing, like early morning today.

Before getting out of bed, he looked at his wife for a moment, then gave a kiss on her smooth forehead. Then she went to the bathroom to wash her face. Only then went downstairs to the television room.

One glass, a bottle of cold water and his favorite chocolate biscuits that he took from the kitchen became friends with Hangga to watch football matches.

“Gol!” Hangga cheered cheerfully. In the thirty-seventh minute of the first half, his favorite team had scored.

“Yes. Yes. Yes. Gitu dong, my hero name is,” said Hangga full of euphoria as her hand reached for a glass that had been filled with water.

As Hangga was sipping water, without warning, Harum opened the door of her room. The door of Harum's room was right in front of the sofa that was occupied by Hangga. So that Hangga can definitely see the fragrant figure.

“Uhuk, uhuk.” Instantly the Hanges choked, after a few jokes stared at Harum without blinking.

Just this time Hangga saw Harum with a different appearance. His first wife appeared without a headscarf covering her beautiful crown.

Just like Hangga, Harum was surprised to find that Hangga in the early hours was still sitting in front of the television.

“Uhuk, uhuk, uhuk.” Hanges are still coughing as a result of choking.

“Mas Hangga - Why-why?” tanya Harum is worried.

“Eee, no. It's nothin. I'm nothing,” said Hangga.

Harum's forehead frowned at the response of the nervous sounding Hangga. Why Harum feels like Hangga is groggy looking at him.

Harum just nodded, not wanting to ask again. Then passed from before the Hanges.

The mango swallowed saliva which suddenly became abundant in his mouth. He struggled to overcome the nervousness that suddenly ensnared him.

"God is beautiful, Rum,” he praised in his heart.

Highlight his eyes focused on the fragrant step that kept moving away.

“Rum,” call him, before the fragrant figure disappears from sight.