Passion of My Wife's Sister

maria's request

after Maria's talk last time I became minded at her request.What's wrong with my Maria?. As far as I know no wife wants to share a husband is not it, but .... maria?!.

I still keep asking a lot of questions, or Maria is joking ... Maria did not seem to be joking at that time.what else he asked me to marry Mayang who is none other than his own sister.

I let out a heavy sigh, what's with my maria?. If she's in trouble then .. why won't she share her story with me.

time has shown at 4 pm where I have to go home immediately, grateful I have no overtime schedule for a few days.

I immediately packed my work equipment, laptop and so on I put in the briefcase, and immediately I left the room where I was collecting sustenance.

I swung my footsteps towards the aisle where the 4-wheeled vehicle was parked there as soon as I opened the door and sat behind the wheel.

when I was busy controlling the steering wheel, I seemed to see the figure of a woman I knew then I also slowed down the speed of the vehicle I drove.

and sure enough I knew the woman, she was sitting with a man, maybe it was her lover, but unfortunately I could not see clearly the man's face.

I continued my journey so that I would get home on time. Don't want my wife to wait too long, I know Maria is now preparing something she said from the phone call.

I don't know..why Maria Lately has been making puzzles in my opinion.

it was as if I had lost the figure of the woman I had known all along, the woman who had accompanied me all along.

the woman who was full of honesty, now full of secrecy, as if I did not know her anymore.

soon I edge my 4-wheel drive in the garage, and immediately go down not to forget I also bring my work equipment.

"assalamualaikum.." Greetings, after opening the door and stepping deeper into the house, but.

where my women who every time I go home to work always welcome my return. Wasn't he the one who was busy asking me to come home on time?!.

"honey!" call me, I'm trying to find the figure of the woman who's been filling my heart but.

I walk towards the kitchen normally, Maria is busy cooking there but I don't get her figure there.

I turned around, walked towards the room, immediately I turned the doorknob, and the door opened Mary did not see the trunk of her nose.

I took off my clothes and grabbed a towel to clean myself, immediately went into the bathroom, after I finished I immediately passed my obligation to do my 4 raka'at.

don't want to delay time.

even after she finished praying, Mary did not attend, where was my wife?!.

busy with your own thoughts,

until I forget not to make a phone call. yes I immediately grabbed my phone, immediately I press the name Maria there.

connected but ... not lifted.

"what are you planning, baby?!." I spoke to myself.

I walked out of the room looking for the whereabouts of Ning's bik, maybe making Ning know where Marian went and since when.

"Bik! Bik Ning" a call that echoed yet there were no signs of life in this house.

even Mayang has not come home.usually if I come home from work Mayang is also at home busy doing his schoolwork in this room.

I tried to be calm ..Maybe, Maria was out accompanied by bik Ning.

there were footsteps approaching, "that must be Maria" I muttered, I opened the door immediately.

I breathed a heavy sigh, but it was not Mary.

"why, mas?" I was astonished to see the face of the mas Dimas look tangled, not as usual.

and ... tumben also he opened the door for me. ah .. maybe I was too confident, aware Mayang she Kaka your sister-in-law, your sister's husband Maria.my inner grumbling, my inner, then I walked in through the Dimas mas.

I immediately went into the room to break down. I honestly want to have a husband like a figure mas Dimas, a man who understands religion and is responsible, also full of patience.

as long as I've stayed with Mary's mom I've never heard them fight, it's really a dream couple.

I was only interested in the warm nature of the Dimas mas, he even thought of me like his own biological sister instead of as a brother-in-law.

while I was busy with my daydreams, I realized someone was knocking on my door.

"who?" my answer.

"mas, I'm gonna ask you a question"

I immediately got up, and opened the door of my room.

"yes, mas, what's wrong?." I asked, because Dimas has never been seen this golden.

"what, didn't you tell you today?"

"no," I replied quickly "where did Maria go?" I asked bo**just me.

"mas do not know, from earlier mas have contacted many times, but ... no answer, and .. now your mba phone is turned off" I replied as it is.

"Bik Ning, is there?" I asked, because this is not the first time my sister went missing. if Mba Maria went to definitely make Ning participate, I don't know where they are, I don't know.

I saw Dimas shaking his head, sad I saw him. I don't know what my brother would do if he disappeared like this.

I tried to distract myself, "mas Dimas, have you eaten?!." I asked, just shook my head in response.

then I went out of the room to the kitchen, I had to prepare dinner tonight for us.

after finishing with the cooking I immediately serve it on the table and neatly arranged.

indeed, my cooking is not as good as the cuisine of Mba Maria, at least it is good..

I immediately called the Dimas mas, "dinner is ready" I told him.

"mas, not hungry may"

"mas, must eat. if the mas do not eat how to nyari mba Maria try." said I carefully

then I saw him immediately get up and walk towards the kitchen.I smiled happily at least mas Dimas, want to eat.

after the Dimas mas, eat. Now it is my turn to eat, I deliberately do not eat together there is no mba Maria among us. I do not want to happen things that are not wanted.

we went to find Mary, down the streets of the city, from her friends' houses, but we did not find Mba Maria there.

"where are we going?!" I asked.

"we'd better go home first, tomorrow we'll go again" I nodded in agreement.

after entering the room, I heard the sound of my phone ringing.I smiled happily, she called also the end.

Dimpled

"he, baby"

maria

(.....)

Dimpled

"don't joke" I replied, no matter how not, he was always talking about this.

maria

(.....)

the connection was also cut.

I'm shuffling my hair rough..

"should I follow your wish" I murmured and sat down in lethargy.