She's Wife In Dream

Made in Singapore

The curly blonde hair was flying, due to the slightly strong wind.

 

“Abang, where is this? I waited fifteen minutes ago. But he's not coming!” The woman wearing the winter coat, grumbled.

 

The woman just came out of the airport, it looks like she just came from abroad. When viewed from the style of clothing. He dragged his suitcase and sat under a tree, waiting for an invitation.

 

“I'll call him.” The woman spoke, taking her cell phone to her coat.

 

“Abang! I have arrived in Jakarta, why not pick up?” The woman protested, because her brother did not keep his promise.

 

“Alright, I wait! Don't be long!” He also turned off his phone.

 

“This country has been very advanced, early here at the age of one year. Last time was five years old, when the late Mbah Buyut died. I miss my family very much. Papa main move-move only, thought to move contract what?”

 

“Ayi!” The woman sitting under the tree smiled. When he saw his brother coming.

 

“Abang!” The woman called Ayi immediately scattered her body towards her brother.

 

“Abang, know not? Ayi wait for Brother, until jamuran.” His brother chuckled, as his sister protested.

 

“Have hugged it, later again. Now we go home, afraid his collateral add a lot.” He stroked his sister's head.

 

The two people, already in the car, seemed like the car was ready to go.

“Heat once.” The woman removed her scarf, then removed the black coat.

 

While Abang only held a smile, because of his sister.

 

“Ayi! This is not Russia, so there is no snowfall. You're wrong Deck, if you wear the oversized coat of that white bear country!” The man nodded slowly.

 

“Iya-iya Ayi knows, this is in the form of telling someone that I am new from abroad!" He laughed a little because he spoke like a silly person.

“I know! I thought you were going to Singapore first, before going to Jakarta!”

 

“I'm so tired, tomorrow I have to teach. Maybe, brother wants to go there? If true, Ayi ask for help to make all you take Ayi's clothes!” The woman spoke, drinking water from a bottle.

 

 

“Just calm down, tomorrow me and Brother Vi, will be there. To take care of business!”

 

“Back when? Here I just came from Russia, yes time Brother same wife want to go!”

“It's only two days, after that immediately back. Complete with our family! When are you staying married? Already have a girlfriend?” He laughed at his sister.

 The one asked pursed his lips. Because of the question his brother asked.

 

“Nonik-nonik Russian beautiful nan beautiful to look at. So there's no Russian guy I want to date. At most if you want, just stay in the roof but not in mating. Just make a collection like.” The woman shook her head, with her Russian lifestyle.

 

“It looks like his speech should be corrected Deck! If married yes, to marry? Still question mark, great!”

“I think so, I was there like a prisoner! I'll just get out of the apartment, if I'm kuliaah or buy food. Every day, I have to spend time in the apartment alone. Just learning and learning. If saturated most learn to cook, same lying watch anime. Very sad, already so far from the family.”

 

“That's your will, go to college there. Try first to follow what parents say, definitely not like prisoners! Like you said. Stubborn, nyesel, right? During college, there should be lots of friends. Adek even makes no difference with the prisoner.”

 

"Father! I wanted to go to Al Azhar University! It's good in Cairo, his lifestyle is eastern. Like the country of Indonesia. Many Indo people, studying there. Mostly major in Arabic literature!" he returned, reminding his sister three years ago.

 

"Yes, at that time the faith was still Jahiliyah, so yes Ayi, glitter."

 

"Emang is not Jahiliyah now?"

 

"Sometimes it still is, but not se—jahiliyah first." The woman scratched her hair, like a misbehaving person.

 

Brother just nodded slowly. "But if his ignorant nature is still not?"

 

"Depends, if anyone's being dijayilin. Must be his prickly nature coming out. Well if there isn't? Yes, the ignorant nature of it!"

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“Papa! Mother! Ayi home!” he screamed while entering the house.

 

The middle-aged woman, shook her head at the cry of her son.

 

“Yes, Ayi! Wa'alaikumussalam!” A satire from the Mother, because the princess forgot to say hello.

 

The woman, biting her lower lip. Because of shame, it turns out that the westernized style has been attached to even ingrained meat.

 

“MIS Ayi, already home turned out!” Someone from the kitchen.

 

“Daughter, don't call me MIS! I know, I'm made in Singapore. But, I'm a person not an electronic item that should be given the title. Made in Singapore, also times!” The woman grumbled. Mother and Aunt were just chuckling.

 

 

“Who are you not going to make in Indonesia. Had to wait years, to make you. Moving to lion country, just a matter of months, already so.” Bibik pouted his nephew.

 

“Well, blame it on Ayi. Why not make it in Japan. I'd rather. If it's made in Singapore, everyone says I'm a lion cub.”

 

“Let's not debate with your aunt. Rest, you must be tired. Eighteen more hours on board!”

 

“No-no, I haven't met Papa! Where's that great guy? I miss him!” Papa's favorite son, who always obeys if Papa says A he also goes with A. All who are in her, inherit her father. Height, face, speech logic to the style of the road is also the Papa. Only once the woman did not obey her father. When he's kekeh wants to go to Muskowa.

 

“Papa, still working. Go to sleep, later in the afternoon he'll be home!” Mother tells Papa's favorite child.

 

“I'm going to Papa's office!” The woman ran out of the house.

 

“Hard head!” Sebal Mommy, because of her daughter.

 

“Abang, anterin me to Papa's office!”

 

The brother who wanted to close the trunk, looked at his sister.

 

The man let out a long sigh at the request of his sister.

 

“Please, here's the key!” he said, while throwing the car keys at his sister.

 

The woman caught the key of the car that almost hit her face.

 

“Say you don't want to send, use all key.  What is this key for? I know, I'm not allowed to drive!” his grunts while pursing his lips.

 

The woman turned her body to enter the house.

 

“Adek, not just can't drive. But Adek also can't drive!” cibir Abang behind his sister.

 

“Later, if you're married. Adek wants to be taught to drive with husband.”

 

“Bahas husband, girlfriend only don't have. Blouse! If her husband does not give permission, Adek can what?”

 

“Tuker add, maybe?”

 

“Emang, Ayi's husband goods? Made in Singapore!”

 

“Silence!”

 

 

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