She's Wife In Dream

The Morning Exam

"Take off to work first, baby! It'll be noon if there's time, Abi's coming home okay!" harjunot said while holding his two babies.

"Mom, take the twins! Thank you, for taking care of Junot's son!" Lady Goddess took baby Kai from Harjunot's sling.

"Halah Not, you are like anyone! Wes rasah thought, as long as you're healthy, the twins are taking care of you."

"If only she still existed, Mom!" Harjunot lowered his head lamenting the death of his wife.

"Not, your destiny is like this. Yes, just walk. We also do not know what the future destiny will be. Isoae Gusti Allah! Thank you for being bitter now. Amergo Gusti Allah! Wes nyiapin sweet destiny for you," said Miss Dewi put her granddaughter in a baby stroller.

"I mean Ma?"

"What are you thinking, thinking of getting married again Not? You're Iki iseh young loh Le!"

Harjunot scratched his non-itchy head.

"If for now anyway, haven't thought until there Mom. The shadow is still on my mind! To be honest, I'm not sure if I can open my heart to another woman. Are there women as good as Fitri?" Harjunot put a helmet on his head.

"We don't know when God is turning someone's heart upside down. Maybe not yet. But God's destiny can never be guessed. It could be, a year to come, or another month, it could be a week to come. It could have been God, turning your heart upside down. And finally you decided to go back to the household. We don't know about Not!"

"Yes-yes! Pray for the best for your son. Junot is leaving, ma'am!" he said while kissing the hand of the Goddess Mother.

...***...

Harjunot propels his bike at an above average speed. That morning he had to pick up the woman, who always reminded him of his current status.

"I have to make peace with that woman. Anyway, I'm tired of having to argue with him" Harjunot murmured.

"I didn't expect, if Mr. Dirut's daughter would change as she is today. Because of me he lost his memory. Oh my God, please give me back her memory. He used to be very cheerful, polite! But why is he changing so drastically now. What should I do." Harjunot muttered to himself.

The motorbike entered the yard of the elite house of the Jaksel area. Harjunot got off his bike. The man turned on his motor horn.

...***...

The woman in her room heard a horn.

"Who the hell!" he murmured while walking towards the balcony. Arsy could see a male figure leaning against the motor and his eyes were staring at the mobile screen.

"She's not polite as it turns out, why wait in front of the house," grumbled Arsy left the balcony.

"Ehem!" Dehaman from the side made Harjunot squint his eyes.

Harjunot let out a long sigh, as his eyes were treated to a scene that invited passion.

"Astagfirullah azim thing!" Harjunot turned his face away and rubbed it rough.

That morning Arsy wore a shirt paired with a t-shirt and thigh-length levis pants.

Arsy pursed his lips, but a little later his lips smiled. Because the plan worked.

"Young sok alim! Why are you turning your face away? Wear everything Istighfar, have you just. Doing something bad? Or are you just a stone fornicating the eyes?" Arsy smiled mockingly.

'Oh my God, I thought I would make peace with this woman. But why, he tested my patience. Not only my patience, my vision tested also tested by him' inner Harjunot. The man looks upset because it was the daughter of his best friend.

"Do you not want to change your clothes.Fear it will overheat," said Harjunot as leisurely as possible. And his eyes looked the other way.

"Who are you, why are you setting me up. Girlfriend is not, friend is not, husband what else. You have no right to rule me!" answer's flat.

Harjunot shook his head softly because of Arsy's reply.

"The problem is that now you are with me. If I can be honest, I object to the way you look!"

'Patience Not, don't insist. The more insistent, the more brutal Harjunot's inner self tries to calm himself down.

"I think it's normal. There are a lot of women out there dressed like this. You, that's too old-fashioned. So you don't know what fashion trends are like now!"

Harjunot is silent, reluctant to argue with Arsy. What else is morning, mending his strength. Keep it for later when working.

"Wear helmet! Can you?" Harjunot thrusts the helmet at Arsy.

'The car broke down all over again. I'm very uncomfortable, if I piggyback a woman who is not the inner mahram of Harjunot.

During his marriage to Fitri, Harjunot became a newer and kind person. Because his wife taught him, he was about many things. Including how to behave with the opposite sex.

Harjunot just nodded then turned on his motor. While waiting for Arsy to wear a helmet.

"Master, aren't you wearing your helmet yet?"

While Arsy is upset, because he can not connect the safety of the helmet.

"Silence, I'm trying!"

"And, yes, one more. Don't call me by, call Master Ma'am! Because I am not your teacher! The student's time is the old Master's student! Ah ... Maybe if I was a teacher. You are the student who always stays in class!" Arsy chuckles mockingly.

"Yourf!" Harjunot again let out a slow breath. "He completely forgot everything turned out!" mumbling slowly.

"Haven't?"

"It's a kayak helmet that's got."

"Try here, I put it on." said Harjunot forced.

Arsy who heard Harjunot speak like that. He closed his eyes while holding his forehead. An almost identical shadow flashed through his mind.

"Who are those two, and why do I feel. If I've heard this before! This is the movie I've seen!" mumbling Arsy.

"Done, it only takes a few seconds!"

Arsy regained his senses as Harajunot let out a voice.

...***...

"Ehem ... can you not hold my stomach?" Harjunot asked, actually the man wanted to get angry. But he tries to relax, his goal just doesn't want to clash with Arsy.

"No, I'm afraid if you drive recklessly! When I fall, I don't want to die young!" said Arsy tightened his embrace. Actually it was one of Arsy's goals to upset Harjunot.

'The game has just begun!' arsy's mind is smiling.

'But why I seem to have done this before' Arsy's inner self hugged Harjunot's stomach. The black-and-white shadow again filled his mind.

"I'll drive slowly! But I beg you not to have his hands like this!" Harjunot tries to let go of Arsy's hand which hugs his stomach.

However, Harjunot does not come into contact with Arsy. Because the man was wearing a hand-shirt.

"No ma-u!" Arsy shakes.

...***...

Harjunot has lost his temper. He drives his bike at high speed.

Arsy was so surprised that he tightened his arms. And rested his head on Harjunot's shoulders.

"Don't worry, I'm afraid!" arsy yelled for Harjunot to hear.

"I told you, didn't I! Don't grip the stomach, but you're really ngeyel!" Harjunot returns a shout from Arsy.

"Now it's up to you, want to keep the grip on the stomach? I increased his speed. Or let go of this hug. I reduced his speed," Harjunot bargained to give Arsy a choice.

"I'm not sure, if I just grip the stomach still scared. Especially when I let go, I will fall!"

"You can hold my shoulder, but not the stomach. Okay?"

Arsy recalls something when Harjunot speaks.

'There are two people riding a motorcycle. When it rains, who are the men and women?' inner Arsy is confused by all the questions that are in him.

"No! You will lie to me!" Reject Arsy raw.

Harjunot increases his montorail speed. Arsy hugged her tightly.

"Yahoooo! Don't worry I'm afraid of huaaaaaa....." Arsy is terrified.

Harjunot who felt something was wetting his shirt. He began to reduce the speed of his motor.

...***...