Perfect Son-in-law

Go home

In the gaping window frame, a breeze of wind swept across the plain face without any makeup. Glorien's down there. A vast fertile rice field with lush green leaves of rice, stared at in nestapa. He misses the Ocean. For two months the man did not come home.

The days are the same, although in her spare time, Mia often invites her to do many fun things, but not just treat the taste of her own time like this.

....

“Glo!”

Glorien. He must be dreaming. Does the longing make him hallucinate. “No, no!” He brushed aside while gawking.

“Glo.” But the voice was so real and increasingly clear.

“Glo!”

The third time he was sure he had not heard wrong. Geras got up from his place to approach the door that a moment ago he locked because of the day crawling twilight.

And ....

Right in the doorway he had just been busy with, Glorien nailed himself. His mouth widened followed by the roar of a rumbling heart. In a blink of a second, his eyes were already glazed. “Sam.”

The ocean stood up with a fluffy smile.

“You're home?” Glorien was still in disbelief, thinking that maybe this was just a dream. The reason, three days this Ocean has not contacted him and did not say will go home at the last time they communicate.

“Iya, I'm home,” replied Samudra. “You don't want to hug me?” It stretches the hand.

Glorien shut his mouth, without nodding the Ocean's question, he rammed himself into the man's arms and wept shedding his taste. How much he misses and really does not dream.

“I miss you,” kicaunya.

The ocean hugged tightly. “I also.”

 

Some time later, they were both in the house. Sitting face to face in a chair that indeed there were only two with one round table in the middle, prepared their special Darius. A steaming cup of tea is sitting in front of the ocean.

“Why these three days have no news?” glorien asked opening the word.

The ocean put a cup of tea whose contents he just sipped. “Hape I jatoh to the pool. Broken. No matter what number you make come back.”

“Hmm.” Glorien nodded in understanding. In silence, the ocean is observed from face to foot.

“You're so ugly anyway?” the woman said to be honest from her heart.

Ocean jerks. Just observe himself directly. Holding her face, then her hair. At the end he grinned himself, realizing how chaotic his current appearance was.

Something has changed from the ocean.

His long hair remained tied in a hun style, but his face looked dull and chaotic, whiskers and beard grew rough like burning weeds.

“Which I thought was just work and wanted to come home. I had no thought of managing myself" the man explained later.

Glorien smiled. “What's risk. Tomorrow we take it to the barbershop, all of you to the gynecology clinic, I want to check our child.”

The heart of the Ocean instantly rippled. His gaze then fell on the stomach of his wife who began to turn fat. “Our baby,” he said full day. He then went down and rested in front of Glorien. Stared while behind his stomach, then frowned. At the same time, the content of which is more or less almost five months old is moving. Ocean screaming happy, “She moves, Glo!”

Glorien nodded with a happy smile. “He knows his papa is coming home," he said, gently rubbing the cheek of the Ocean.

That sentence rattled the entire soul of the Ocean. With a flowery taste, Glorien embraced later. “We will be parents.”

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It's been a week the ocean is home. And today, is the last day before he goes back to Borneo to work the next day.

The dining room at Darius' house was crowded. There was Kang Omon there too. They all ate together. Miana seemed excited to tell about the guests who came to Darius's halfway villa that she managed. Kang Omon was busy chattering about his senile mother, unable to tell which plasticine candles and sponge cake, also often stray into people's kitchens.

Laughter sounded crisp like a welcome firecracker of a boy who had just finished circumcision.

At the same time, the front door was knocked. Someone is coming.

“Let Mia open, Kak.” Miana prevented Glorien from standing up.

“Ya already,” said Glorien then sat back down.

The ocean immediately stood up after his eyes caught who the owner of the strong aroma that stung the entire space. “Backed!” Without babibu, being approached, beaten, then hugged the man. “Why just came, Damn it?!”

“Woooy, Satan! Aing this ketek!” None other than Mada. His face was veined tight, the Ocean hugged him with energy right at the neck.

“Haha! Sorry, sorry, Mad. Keliwat kangen cave just like you!”

Mada snorted while rubbing his neck that was still numb. “Bangke! Kangen mampucin lu cave?!”

“Kangen farting in anyway!” Samudra replied as well as jidat.

“Sit, Mad!" said Darius. “Eat all.”

Mada's face welcomed her happily. “It just so happens again this laper, Om!” While pulling an empty seat right next to Kang Omon.

“Lu didn't shake hands with Kang Omon's father?! Maen sit around you!” spray Samudra took back his seat.

“Hehe.” Mada nyengir kaku's. “Forgot the cave, Sam." He then stood up and greeted Darius as well as Kang Omon. “Sorry, Om, Sir. Keliwat girang my food.”

“What is the excitement of food mah, as long as you do not girangin bini people. Haram!” babble Kang Omon as if patronizing. “But boong!”

All chuckle.

“That delicious pan is haram-haram, sir" Mada replied while picking up a piece of fried fish and then devouring it.

“Kalo tasty, lu jilatin upil cave nih,” Samudra said while inserting index finger into his nostrils. Spontan gets an extra blow from Glorien.

“Jorok!” spray the woman.

“Old shops in Jakarta many nerves are broken,” Mia chimed. “For a long time turned into Sun Goku," he continued ngalor and ngidul.

Mada chuckles wide. “Mampus lu, Tan!” his mockery on the Ocean.

Ocean whirring. “What's the connection, Jakarta, Sun Goku's equal nerves?”

“Sama-sama---”

Miana's answer was cut off suddenly, when the sound of the door being pushed so hard from outside. Followed by the sound of screaming,” SAMUDRA, GET OUT YOU!”

“Naon eta?!” Kang Omon rose up in surprise.

All rushed to the front of the house, including Mada who had a stormy carrying with her dinner plates.

Darius quickly opened the door. On the porch, an old man stood around his waist in hunting breath.

“Juragan House!” darius knows. “What's up, Juragan?”

The old man pointed at the Ocean. “She, your child was ... already teased my wife!”

Ocean cringing. “Me? Tease your wife?” Then look at Darius.

“Iya!” answer sure Juragan Wangsa. “My men saw you alone in Darius' garden!”

Glorien patted Ocean on the shoulder, implying she needed an explanation from her husband.

“Riani, Sam! His wife the Housemaid was Riani.” Darius.

Hearing that, Ocean sighed, then rolled his eyeballs. “I don't know Riani. He came to my nemuin plantation crying. He said he could not stand your treatment that he said he liked rough.”

“Damn it! I-”

Before all the fighting continued, from the gate, a man came in. “Juragan! Spook!”

All look at simultaneously.

“Yadi! What are you doing here?!” The House scribe asked his person with a cruel face.

“That, Juragan ... that ..” The man named Yadi looked scared.

“What?! Speaking of which is clear you!” the juragan spray.

“That, Juragan! ... Neng Riani hangs herself!”