She's Wife In Dream

Interviews Become a Ghost

In the living room, the two men faced each other. Seems no one wants to start a conversation there.

“Not! How's Arsy?” A very clear question in the ear.

The man who had been looking down, slowly raised his head and looked at his interlocutor.

“Ma-means?” The man asked in a stifled voice, due to a shocking question.

The middle-aged man shook his head, because of the reply of the man in front of him.

“Not! I know, you like my daughter!”

Harjunot was silent, because the statements his boss spoke were nine-nine percent true.

“Not! What makes you doubt?”

Harjunot was still silent, looking down. His mouth shuts down a thousand languages. I don't know what scared him to express his true feelings. Perhaps people would be more worthy to call him a coward.

“You're just silent?” The middle-aged man stared glaringly. Because it feels if the man in front of him does not want to answer his words.

“I don't know what to answer!” The man answered slowly.

“Do you like my daughter?” The question repeated itself from those middle-aged lips.

“I'm just a Mandor!” Harjunot issued a statement.

“I asked once again! Do you like my daughter? If you don't answer, then I'll accept Rasya's proposal! To propose my daughter!” The middle-aged man, speaking in a tone impressed to bully the man in front of him.

The man was aghast at the statement coming from the boss.

“I-iya!” The man replied confidently even with a stammering tone of voice.

“Nah, just say yes. What's the trouble anyway?” The middle-aged man replied in a mock tone.

“Then! I will reject Rasya's proposal, if you intend to propose to my daughter.”

“You are not interested? Or are you just playing with my daughter? Or are you just loving, not intending to propose?” The middle-aged, asked while bluffing. And wanted to see how serious the man in front of him was.

The man who was always looking down gulped his saliva roughly. The man thought he was in an interview before work. Ah-this is more heart palpitations.

“I intend to propose, your daughter Sir!” Inevitably, the man had to answer firmly.

...***...

“MAS ARJUNOT!!! BIRDS FLY!” Just really, why are the neighbors shouting.

Harjunot who heard the screams, he tried to open his still sleepy eyes.

“Astagfirullah! Why Mr. Edri, yelling. Disturb people to sleep only!” Harjunot spoke while walking towards the balcony. With a face that is still sleepy, an untidy holster plus messy hair.

“Why, Mr Endri screaming?” Harjunot looked down.

“My cage is flying!”

“Keep, what does this have to do with me?” Harjunot is not out of thought because of the flying bird he has to wake up from his dream.

“The clouds fly to Mas Arjunot's room!” Mr. Endri looked up.

“What?” Harjunot was surprised not to be a bitch. How can a neighbor bird enter his room.

All because of him who forgot to close the door selding after the dawn prayer.

A second later Harjunot saw a yellow bird, passing by his side. Huft. Harjunot breathed a sigh of relief, for the bird had come out of his room.

“Sorry yes, Mas! Disrupt sleep sampean!” Mr. Endri smiled at Harjunot.

“Other times, the bird should not be allowed to fly! Candangin only Sir!”

“Lha ..yowes not really a cage. I just happened to want to love Maka. Uh ... Not even nyamperin Mas Arjunot!”

“Yes, Mr Endri! The bird should have been tied up before it was fed. To go nowhere.”

“Means its birds, it makes no difference to goats and cows dong?”

“Yes already, then. What if Mas Arjunot buys a bird? Let my bird not fly away because there is already a friend!” What kind of crazy idea that is, why Mr. Erdi would not buy any more birds. Make the bird.

“Looking you buy again, the problem is I'm rarely at home. No one wants to watch it later!”

“About what birds are suitable, make Nemani Prikiy!” Mr. Erdi bird only use given name. Feels so human dignity down, because it makes no difference humans are the same animals are equally named.

“Cigarette outs!”

“Mas Arjunot! How about, the time of the Prengkiy! Temenan told the same Old Brother bird!”

“That's his name is That big brother, old man. Because of the birth of the prefix, there is no such thing as Young Brother!”

“True yes Mas, yes already Mas, tomorrow I do not buy. Make nemani the Prengkiy!” Harjunot shook his head as he entered the room, not forgetting that he had closed the door. Afraid that the Prengkiy is coming in again. That guy alone, hasn't checked if there's any Perngkiy shit in his room.

Harjunot decides to take a shower, after which he will watch his men work.

...***...

The man stood in front of the mirror while buttoning a white shirt.

“How could I dream like that?” Mumbled slowly.

“Can't be a Mr. Dirut, it's easy to give his daughter to a man. I'm sure if in the real world, Mr. Dirut will choose a good man and right for his daughter!" Harjunot ruffled his hair with his hands. Then comb it.

"This must have been all because of the letter I read last night." Harjunot sprayed the oil on his body.

"To be honest, I'm still confused as to why I've always dreamed of him."

"Ah .. I think my dream was caused by myself! " Tepis Harjunot thinks it's just a dream of his own.

Reporting from My Islamic Dream, dreams are grouped into three types according to the sunah, namely Ru'yaa or good dreams, nightmares, and dreams of yourself.

...***...

Harjunot walks towards the dining room.

"Morning!" harjunot to his first love.

"Morning-morning! It's Nottt's noon!" Lady Dewi spoke while cleaning the dining table.

"Yes, Mom! Sorry!" Harjunot thrusts his hand at the Goddess Ma.

"Have a habit, Not. If you're at home, you'll get extra work!"

"Well, if you don't, who else?" tanya Harjunot smiled at his mother.

"Yes find a wife, let me not Mother! That's draped your sleeve!" said Bu Dewi upset, even so Miss Dewi, still help her child.

The Harjunot could not fold his own sleeves. If it can, it will not be as neat as the folds of others. Indeed there are some humans that can not do trivial things.

"Please pray!" harjunot's answer made Bu Dewi, stop the event of folding arms.

"Is there already?" His face looks cheerful.

"Not yet!" Harjunot shook his head slowly.

"Bad! Mom, I think there is. Usually you just shut up and pass when asked by the wife!" His hand reached out to Harjunot's ear.

"Ow ...This mother, if her child is stewarded mulu may have her ears dislodged. How do you keep doing? He said he wanted a son-in-law!" Harjunot grimaced because of the jewel of Bu Dewi, very ouhai. Oh pain.

The Goddess also released her jewels. Looks like the middle-aged man, afraid if he doesn't have a daughter-in-law.

"Review yes Not! If next year is not married, do not marry his son Mr Erdi!" The threat of Bu Dewi impressed like robbing the market.

"Whose one is it?"

"Widow, let you buy one get four!"

Cug... Harjunot swallowed his saliva roughly.

...***...