ONE ENOUGH

CHAPTER 133: PATIENCE

Siska had not taken the Mirna motorbike parked next to the house. Mr. Herman's pick-up looks to have come with Siska's mother's electric bike that looks tied in the tub behind him.

Gita is already on the front porch of Siska's house. Of course the arrival of the pick up was not spared from the eyes of Gita as well as others. They all seem to be on the front porch. To enjoy the pempek that some have matured earlier.

“You laugh fearing sin.” Siska chirps right as the pickup stops in front of the house. He'll drop off his mother's electric bike.

“Laughter Sis, the widest also can.” Said Gilang looked annoyed to see Siska who began to cry.

Gita felt guilty, saw the upset face of her husband who had just come down from the front left side of the car, and was about to take down the low batt electric bike.

“Udah to where the hell?” siska asked as she put on a smile approaching Asep and Gilang who were both standing near the rear tub Pick up would be ready to drop the bike.

“Until sizzling... Satisfied!!” Ketus Gilang towards Siska who can not resist the taste of the gel.

Hearing that, Gita hurriedly stood up and half ran to return to Kevin's house next to Siska's house. By holding back the water that was blocked in his eyes.

Disappeared, he did not mean to be angry at his wife Gita. But a bit upset because Siska did not say if the bike will run out of battery power. Because no matter what lights up on the head of the bike, Gilang does not understand. He doesn't understand. All he knew was, when all the equipment on the electric bike was off, it was out of power. And what Gilang knows is that it's a bicycle. Which has pedals to paddle, so with the spirit of four five, he also managed to get to the kiosk next to the village hall to buy pempek kidaman his beloved wife.

What hurt more was the words of the stallkeeper. “Oh... masnya who again nyari pempek biat a craving wife huh? Kan was Mirna's mother I told you, if the stock runs out.” That's what makes Gilang goosebumps. Why didn't Mirna or Siska tell him there was no pempek. If you know, maybe he also will not pedal the bike so far to find Gita's dreamer.

But, what is the fate of this apes, already tired of pedaling sepda. In time yes, home must face his wife who seems angry with him. “Oh Lord. Painful pain pain yes.” His mind as he stepped into Kevin's house and left Asep san Siska who had worked together to lower the bike earlier.

Lost fast, Gita has entered and locked herself in the room.

“Neng Tap Gilang many times on the door of the room.

Unanswered, just silent and audible. The sound of a runny nose is heard up and down in both sockets. A sign that his wife is crying sobbing.

“Neng.. bucain a’a neng.” Rengek Gilang forced Gita to open the door.

“Ga. AGi angrily similarly lovable..” Samar Gita's hoarse voice sounded with a tone of fear from within.

“Nggak Neng, why aGi angry just as cool..” Reply who is really afraid his wife snags for a long time.

“Tadi... Siska aja in bentak.” He said with a high voice.

"Ngaak neng, a'a ga snapped Siska. We were just kidding." Clearly Gilang to his wife to open the door immediately.

"Lying.gi would want to be angry as cool. But Siska's got the stone." The voice of the Gita is rising.

“Open the door first, we speak well dong neng. Shame on the neighbors. We thought we were fighting. Yes neng... open yes..” Rayu Gilang to his wife slowly. Gilang increasingly understood the meaning of the word Patience that many times he received from some people after his wife declared positive pregnant.

There's no sound.

“NengGi sayaaang, open the door for aGi donk neng. A’a along the road strong ngayuh sepedea tuh because kebayang pretty face eneng you know.” Soul dreadlocks Gilang ignited, when his whimper was not in limbo by his wife.

There was still no reply from within.

“Neng... tau ga? Along the road in the village was aGi in pelotototin mothers and young women you know. There is also a nawarin make aGi stop by first in their house, if soybean. But the mind of aGi in full face, with the appearance of a sizzling stomach that enlarged due to pregnant child aGi, it's a mood booster for a’a Neng. To make it faster to care. Let's go home and find some peace. Want a quick hug eneng, kiss eneng.” Said Gilang who now chose to sit leaning in front of the door of the room that Gita lock.

Crashed under Gita's feet, when suddenly the door was opened.

“But aGi ga layover?” apparently Gita was afraid her husband smitten mothers and young women in the village. So quickly he immediately opened the door of the room, provoked by what Gilang told him.

Gilang immediately got up and hugged Gita's body.

“Uweeek.. uweeks” Gita sudden nausea. Her nose was not used to the pungent smell of sweat from her husband's body.

“A’a smelly...” her screams squeeze her own nose.

“Mana... seger gini.” Defend Gilang to himself.

“Bau a’... shower there.” He threw it at her husband.

“Iya therefore open the door. How a’a can shower if the door is in lock.” Replied Gilang who was really happy, because he was able to enter the room.

“Mandi there..” Gita's orders with a sewot tone, still holding her nose.

“Iya but promise..don't run again. We haven't talked yet dear.” Mengiba.

“Quick shower there..” sergeant.

“Promise first..” insist Gilang.

“Yes bawel ah. Hunting cuddle puke nih.” Threatened Gita to hold her mouth.

“O o o.. iiii yaa ready. Bentar neng.” As fast as lightning Gilang had run into the toilet in the room. To replace the smell of the sweat with fresh fragrance in that bathroom.

Meanwhile, Gita, already seemed to face the fried pempek and kuah that Mirna delivered for him. Gita just cut the pempek until small, to quickly cool while waiting for Gilang finished bathing.

“Cium. Try kissing a’a now. Not perfumed yet?” Gilang without cue closer to his throat near the nose of Gita.

“A’a. ya gini also nyiumnya.” She said to keep away the body of her husband who was already fragrant.

“He... he. If the body aroma a’a already fragrant maximum.” He sat next to his wife's body.

“Nah .. this is pempek. Where can I get it from?” Comot Gilang on the pempek that is already available in front of him.

“Huaaa…. Why at the meal. That has not been a sultry photo for the second kidnap a’a.” Gita's voice went up again. Though her mood had begun to calm down, while waiting for her husband to take a bath.

“Ya Allah .. a’a wrong again ya neng?” ask Gilang lemes.

“Iiih... kok this afternoon even make a sprain anyway.!” Angry Gita. Deflecting the Cross with his arms crossed in front of his chest.

“Oh yess.. pregnant wife like this very yes. I've cape ngayuh bike looking for a kidaman. Husband came home even in lockin room, said stinky. Turn comot food, uh in temurin again gegara not yet in the photo daong. Sabaaaar.” Gilang stroked his own chest.

Seriate…