She's Wife In Dream

Alayyyyy Harjunot

At night, Arsy was in his room. The woman appears to be pacing while playing her phone.

"Try me to send you a message!" he murmured while walking to bed.

"Gunny!"

"Night!"

"I was a project this morning! But there's no Enjun there!"

"If you are angry with me, mbok yao Papa should not be linked! Kasian Papa knows!'

"Yesterday it was who said my style resembled a Kindergarten boy! Then you also said I'm a child. Well now I want to say that your nature is like a child PAUD child childishhhhh!"

"Enjun! Reply dong!"

Arsy put his phone on the nightstand. The woman puffed her cheeks because she could not get a reply from someone.

"Si Enjun ngeselin! Just let me sleep. I'll be at work again tomorrow!" she put her body to sleep.

"The Mother, also no less ngeselin! Her son was told to marry Harjunot Alay!" Habits of people when they are angry. I like to change people's names.

...***...

The morning has come, Arsy is preparing to go to Harjunot's workplace. That morning Arsy wore a shirt top, sleeves rolled up the elbow. And black levis pants and white sneakers. It seems that Arsy knows that Harjunot does not like the style of clothing that is too vulgar. For the common good. Arsy chooses not to upset Harjunot. Because of his fashion style like Tarzan less clothes.

Not without reason Arsy did it all, the woman wanted to get sorry from Harjunot. And he's hoping if Harjunot offers. To make her a wife and mother for her children is still valid.

"Yourf!" Arsy took a slow breath.

"Sialll why now I look like a cheap girl!"

"Pursuing the man I despised because of his status. And now huaaaaa!" Arsy sneered when he saw the reflection of his face reflected.

"Ancurrrrr is my reputation!" Arsy hit his forehead over and over. When I remember what happened to him now.

"You alone the Mother does not love this seeeegilaaaa lad. I married a widower!"

"Oh ..my lord! My dream is to chase down a guy like Harjunot Alayyyyy!"

"Ohhall!"

Arsy closed the door to his room hard. After that, he got into the elevator.

***

Arsy got out of the elevator and walked towards the dining room.

"For all!"

"Also!" sahut Kafka, the others just nodded. But not with Mother, the middle-aged woman did not answer the greeting from her daughter.

"Where are you really nice, polite again?" Sister Vi asked as she placed the milk in front of Arsy.

"Ngecengin widower! (sell looks to widows)" replied Arsy ketus.

Sister Vi who heard her sister-in-law's answer tried to hold back her laughter. While Abang lowered his head while biting his lower lip so as not to laugh crazily.

Papa only shook his head because his daughter's answer was too frontal. Mother can only smile in her heart.

"Ah .. maybe this song really fits to describe the state of you now Yi" said Kafka while standing and positioning his hands like playing guitar.

"I am a beggar of love!"

"The one who has to give up!"

"If love is decided!"

"From the lover!"

"Wrong is I am not a beggar of love!" Papa justifies the lyrics of the song that the youngest sings.

"Not wrong with Pa! Now Ayi is a beggar of love!" grutu Kafka sat down.

"Should gini Ka!" sahut Gibraltar.

"Ehem! Ehem check one, two, three!" Gibril held the spoon as if holding a microphone.

"I've never been chased!"

"There I always chase!"

"Why is my fate this senelangsa!"

"Pursuing the durenn! Cool widower is a cool widower!"

"This is the fate of the Ayi! Kasian laliii."

"Give a round of applause for Bang Gibril!" kafka shouted while clapping.

The sky and his daughter-in-law laughed loudly because of the actions of the two men. While Mother who could not resist her laughter chose to run to the kitchen. The goal is that Arsy does not see when he laughs.

While Arsy who was made into jokes chose to put fresh bread into his mouth. With a state of pouting lips restrain upset.

"Mother, what did you do to the kitchen?" kafka asked who knew that her mother could not hold back her laughter.

"So Mother forgot to turn off the stove!"

"Oh .. kirain did!" goda Kafka blinked one eye.

"Pa, Ayi leave first!" he kissed her Papa's hand.

"Bun, Ayi is leaving first! Pray that Ayi can meet him!" Mother just silence does not answer. But his heart assures.

Again and again Arsy can only sigh long because of Mother's attitude to him. Arsy started to leave the dining room.

"Yes! Don't worry, your prayers are always with you! I pray the widower receives a proposal from mu wakawaka!" Gibraltar laughed crisply.

"Pull sesss semongkooooo!" Sister Vi chimed in on her husband's words.

Kafka stood up and put down one leg in the chair. While one hand up while turning the napkin. "Tsamina mina, uh uh!"

"Waka waka, uh uh...."

"Tsamina mina zangalewa..."

"This is the time for Africa..."

While Arsy who is fedekin continues to walk away from the dining room while covering his ears.

...***...

The woman starts to shake her bike at extra speed. With the spirit of four-five, hope that morning. Can meet with Harjunot and apologize to the widower of two children. Sweat pouring profusely made the woman meyeka with her arms. A half-hour drive from Arsy arrived at Harjunot's workplace. The woman was riding her bicycle under a tree. Arsy ran towards the artisans who were working.

"Her Fathers!" sapana.

"Bak Arsy is a shocker!" the handyman smiled.

"Haha! Oh, where is Enjun sir?" tanyanya while circulating her gaze in any direction. To detect the presence of the widower two children.

"Mas Arjunot! Today did not enter Ma'am!"

"Huh? Why didn't you come in, sir?"

"I don't understand that problem, Mom! If Mbak wants to know ask Mr. Agas because Mas Mandor must be his permission with him!" said cement mixer.

Arsy scratches his hair that is limp and wet because of the heat of the sun in ten hours.

"His ..he really stressed me out suddenly! I'm here but there's no one!" he murmured while scratching his hair in frustration.

"Why Miss Arsy did not come to his house directly! Or get a call!"

"I've called, but the phone's not active sir!"

"If only samperin went to his house, Ma'am! Than kangen the same Mas Mandor!" the temptress while chuckling.

"Huh ... unclean! Why did I miss him!" arsy said like a keen man.

"What if girls like to want cats?"

"Huh?" Arsy.

"Mbak Arsy wants to be with Mas Mandor but the prestige to express his true feelings! Understand that Mbak Arsy is crazy about Mas Mandor! "

"People Mas Arjunotnya good, patient dashing again!" The man gave two thumbs up.

Arsy shuddered in horror because of the words of the handyman in front of him.

"Fathers can't, don't have to be the high end of the foreman! I'm afraid my ears will suck later!" arsy said while covering both ears.

"Hahaha Miss Arsy! Funny too, I thought if later Ma'am Arsy same Mas Mandor marriage. I just want to give you a condo!"

Arsy who heard the words of the handyman immediately ran away. The woman took her bicycle with a breath of terror.

"Aihhhhhhhhhh! Why am I se—apes this!"

"Not at home, not outside is always a plumbing material!"

"It's all because of Harjunot Alayyyyy!"

"Don't order!" Arsy squeezed the drink in a bottle until it stayed half.

Arsy decides to go home because his body feels crumpled. Because three days back always gowes the bike without heating first. In the middle of the road he felt something different.

"Hey ..hey why the brakes don't work! Why geyal-geyol!"

"Yahoooooo!!" Arsy's stuck in the gutter.

"Ouch!"

"Must be the widower now praying for me a no-no!"

"Basic Harjunot Alayyyyyy!"