She's Wife In Dream

The Cihuyywit Meet Frist Time

Dutt ..search ...dutt... The sound of the motor stopped at home. Harjunot removed his helmet first, before checking the address of the house.

"This is right, the address!" Harjunot stared at the magnificent house. He nodded his tongue violently. The magnificent building, not too magnificent in the eyes of the Mandor. Harjunot nipped his saliva because he remembered Bu Dewi's message to him. Find a wife of the same degree, don't look for one above you.

"Huft .. there's no way that's happening! The not! It's just mim-pi! So don't be baper. The not! Make your goal, here make silahturahim. Don't be weird!" Harjunot rubbed his front hair violently.

Harjunot took a deep breath, before walking towards the main door of the mansion.

"Yourf!" Before knocking on the door, Harjunot took a breath and then quietly threw away.

Hc ..tok ...Harjunot knocked on that door.

Hc ..tok ... For the second time Harjunot knocks.

"Just go home! I don't think this is true, all because I wanted to know about him!" Harjunot turned his back on his bike.

Not yet Harjunot stepped foot, the door was open.

"Yes, find who?" The female voice, makes Harjunot rotate his body towards the owner of the voice. Harjunot looked at the woman standing in the doorway. He smiled for a moment, before answering. "Ah ... I'm looking for Mr. Dirut!" the answer is Harjunot.

"Sirut Pak? Companies engaged in the field of contractors?"

"Yes right!" Harjunot nodded slowly.

"Yeah! There are guests!" shouted Brother Vi, looking into the house.

Harjunot frowned as the female, who was in front of him called out to his superior Papa.

'It turns out my dream was wrong, he's Mr. Dirut's son! His face was not the same as the person in my dreams" Inner Harjunot was disappointed.

"Get Vi in!" sahut from within.

"Come in!"

Harjunot just followed from behind. After reaching the living room, Harjunot was told to sit down to wait for the owner of the house.

...***...

The sky was sitting on the sofa in the living room. He walked towards the living room. Harjunot stood up from his seat as he looked at the still dashing and healthy middle-aged walking towards him. Only her hair was completely bleached. Will but it makes the appearance of the sky more kece.

"No! You here?" sky asked, in disbelief, they did a handshake accompanied by a hug.

"Ah .. Yes sorry! Don't tell me first!" harjunot said, while putting down the martabak he bought.

"Yes-yes it's nothing, it's a big surprise! Let's sit down again Not!" The sky allowed his guests to sit.

"Bunnn! Bikini drink two!" the sky cried out to his wife. In that magnificent mansion there were no housekeepers. All Light does itself with his son-in-law. Sometimes the house is really dirty. Light just ordered a waiter to clean his house.

"What is it that Harjunot Ali came to my house?" ask Sky, while fixing his position.

"I just want to be holy. I've known him for a long time, so why don't I mess around with my boss' house!" Harjunot smiled stifledly.

"Ah .. That's a good Not! Let our relationship get closer! By the way there is a project in Jakarta?" sky moved his head because of the pain.

"Right, I did a field survey."

A middle-aged woman, with her shar'i hijab walking, was carrying a tray filled with glasses. Harjunot who saw the Light, walked towards the two of them. He stood as a tribute to the older one.

Light smiled kindly, while putting the glass on the table. Harjunot greets the Light with a banjalu greeting. The light returned with courtesy.

'He was very well mannered, he did not want to do a handshake with the woman' Inner Light was amazed by Harjunot's attitude.

"She's my wife Not, and she's a foreman! Nuns!" The sky told the two people who had never met before .

"Ah ..iya greetings! Mother first permission to the kitchen to prepare dinner!" said Light, saying goodbye to his guests.

Harjunot sat back down.

"Bone! This is the martabak of Harjunot! Papa forgot!" shouted Heaven, who could still see his wife's back.

The light returned to her husband to take the martabak that Harjunot had brought.

"Put the plate, and don't forget to give your child wheat bread!" the Word of Heaven to his wife.

"Ah .. Yes-yes no problem Mom! Don't bother!"

"Gee ... The not! You know, if my wife and my son like martabak," Sky praised Harjunot.

"Mother, must have eaten martabak this hayo ngaku!" the accusation of Heaven for Light.

Light glared because her husband embarrassed her.

"Just try Pa!"

"Try on it a little, if one piece is called a meal!" The sky is the same as before. Who always likes to tease his wife.

"Th ... Papa likes it, shy Mother!" he said leaving them both.

"No! You see how the wife behaves towards her husband. If you're a husband, you'll know what it's like!"

Harjunot could only gulp his saliva roughly.

"The wife must be patient. How is it different from a husband, a husband is not! He should be more patient than his wife. If his wife sulks or gets angry she must patiently advise, patiently listen to his babble, patiently hold his tongue. If the wife is easy, if you are angry it is easy to say divorce! We are as men, once we say divorce! Kelar already! The wife can no longer be cared for. Means Not, in a household relationship it's a wife or husband who must be patient, Not?" ask the Sky to Harjunot. The man, however, did not know what to say.

"Already Not, you always load when asked to discuss this!" sky said while drinking warm tea.

"Eat! This is my daughter's bread! I'm sure you'll be hooked!" The sky praised his daughter in front of the friend at once below it.

Harjunot took it and ate it. Also, the bite has not been chewed. Harjunot had already nodded as a form of approval.

'I never ate wheat bread as good as this' Inner Harjunot was gobsmacked with the delicious wheat bread he ate.

...***...

In front of the house two human children just got off their electric bikes. The woman's eyes, staring at the black motorbike parked in front of her house.

"Whose motor is Ka?" ask Arsy.

"Well, maybe Papa's bike?" kafka answered, who put in the electricity.

"No way, Papa's time, buy a kayak gini motorbike!" said Arsy, who is already beside the Kawasaki motorbike.

"Buncle ..brem..." Arsy sounds like a motor. While holding the gas motor.

"Basic kathrok! I never got on a Kawasaki bike. Oh ..ya forgot the transportation that Ayi, used when the bear lecture!" Kafka taunted his sister.

"Let it, from there never ride a bear?"

"What's Yi feeling?"

"Will know?" ask Arsy, who made Kafka curious.

"Here!" Arsy told his sister to come closer. Kafka came close to what Arsy wanted.

Hubs...

"Well, I think it's like riding a bear!" said Arsy who was already in Kafka's sling.

"Aciii! Down, no?" said Kafka, who was upset because of his brother.

"Come on, my little sister, who's handsome! His height is ideal. Brother just asked to be carried by you." Arsy won't come down from his sister's arms.

"If you ever want to call Brother!" cibir Kafka while improving the position of his brother to be balanced when carried.

"Ka! You're only twelve, why are you nineteen?" asked Arsy who was in his sister's arms.

"What's the point, brother, always train me. If it doesn't make muscles and elevate the body!" kafka answered who continued walking towards the main door.

"Your classmate just lost to you. People think you're in high school! If you look at your physique, but they don't know if you're underage!" she said, a little kiss on Kafka's cheek. Makes Kafka snort not like.

"Assalamu'alaikum warahmatulli wabarakatuh!" from the main door. That sounds right up to the living room. Harjunot turned his body back. To see who said the greeting.

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