She's Wife In Dream

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Harjunot that afternoon, it was already in Jakarta. Construction of the building, located next to his sister's favorite school. The man took off the white helmet (foreman). Harjunot sat down, and placed his great helmet beside him. The man, looking at the sky full of white dense clouds. What a creation of God, so perfect!

 “Rabbana ma kholaqta haza bathilan subhanaka faqina ’azaban nar. (O Our Lord, You did not create this in vain. Most Holy of You, keep us from the torment of hell)” The prayer that Harjunot does when he looks at the sky. There was a reason why the man always prayed to God. All of that is undeniable because of his former lover, who made Harjunot like that.

Harjunot took a slow breath, then reached into his pants pocket to retrieve his phone.

“I need Information about that woman!” murmured Harjunot, while stomping on his phone keyboard.

 

“Assalamu’alaikum! Mr GM! Can you tell me, address Mr Dirut?“ tanyanya was awkward.

“Ngapain? Ask the house of the Director of All? Not that we've known for a few years, never. A Harjunot asked this? Then, you also have your boss's number!” black said, from inside the phone.

 

Harjunot was silent, it seemed like he had to rack his brain to make Black unsuspecting.

“Ah ..just want to intertwine silahturahim only!”

 

“You don't mess with Not! There must be shrimp behind sasa flour!”

 

Harjunot gasped when he heard Black suspecting him. If he wants to find information about the woman who always comes in his dreams.

 

“What does GM mean? I don't understand!” Harjunot seems to prefer the back road. Safe roads without corners.

 

“Hey ...don't pretend you don't understand! I know you very well Not! Tell me what's your plan?”

 

“What plan does Mr GM mean?”

“I think, after I told Brother! Make you his son-in-law, you'll find out about your superior family! Turns out, you sucked Not!”

“Ya is not Sir! I am a unstable child. Directly find out the unimportant thing!” Harjunot accompanied his words with kakehan.

“Jaksel Area, elite residential area. For the full info later I send a message, sorry Not! I have a meeting, so I can't talk to a single guy for long!”

Harjunot shook his head because of Black, who always insulted him.

 

Drtd ….Drtd.. Incoming message on Harjunot's phone.

 

“Having gotten, later tonight I will visit the house of Dirut!” Harjunot had already planned a meeting at his superior's house. After seeing the video story shared by his superior son.

... ***...

That night Harjunot just left the room. The man walked into the dining room. All of his family sat around the dining table.

 

“Ehfm .. Whose perfume is this stinging once?” Aghnia covered his nose, as Harjunot was standing behind Tantiyana.

 

Harjunot who heard that, he reflexly kissed his own body. Ehfm ..Harjunot felt, if he put on too much perfume.

 

“Punya, Mas You are Agh!” I answered, staring at Harjunot.

 

“Replace yes, the perfume? Kok different is not like the smell of Mas perfume, which is usually!” Tantiyana spoke up, the teenager was very familiar with the smell of the Masnya perfume.

 

 

“Blusit, I don't like changing perfumes since long ago, when I was twelve years old” Harjunot talk while, playing motor keys.

"No! If you can find that wife whose degree is equivalent to yours. Don't be above you, I don't want you to be made Ba-Bu!" said Mother advises her son.

"Yes!" Harjunot nodded slowly.

"Project in Jakarta, means often go home dong Not?" He asked, putting food in his mouth.

"Every day!" His answer confirmed.

"Where are you going? It's like a young boy!" Tantiyana chuckles mockingly.

"Yes, usually the shirt is a t-shirt, the shirt keeps the scabbard tattered . Tonight's her style?" Aghnia chimed in on his youngest sister's speech.

"Ck ..huft! At home, it is still said. Not, why don't you hang out with your friends. Now get out, you're astonished." Harjunot sneered at his family.

"It's just a question! If we don't want it, you're dizzy Not!" I gave a joke to the firstborn.

"Yes Not, where are you going? Asked your sister not to answer!" Mother was very furious, because her son was reluctant to tell her, the goal was to leave.

"To my superior's house, to silahturahim!"

"Oh! Kirain wants to hang out with your friends!" Madam Dewi mangosteen after knowing where her child's destination was.

"Yes, I'm saying goodbye! Don't want me to come home. I've got the keys to the house!" Harjunot kisses his parents' hands. After that, Harjunot walked out. Not yet out of the house, the voice of the Goddess Mother, made the man stop his steps. "Don't worry about driving. Remember Not, you're still a bachelor! I'm afraid that later in Heaven, you don't have a partner." Harjunot simply shook his head as he continued walking. Thought in Heaven, like what world.

...***...

Harjunot has been riding a Kawasaki motorbike output three years ago. But the man remembered something. Makes him step on the standard side of his bike. Then take his phone in his pocket and put his phone in his ear.

"What else is Not? Didn't I tell you your address?" The voice from inside the mobile phone was blabbering uncivilized.

"I forgot to ask, about ...what is the family's favorite food Mr. Dirut?"

"Hey Not! You ask me like that! But you never ask me what my favorite food is and my family's!"

"Yes, if I have time to ask!" Harjunot answered flatly.

"Braud you Not! All right I'll tell you, remember well.There's no re-broadcast, 'cause it's not a play music! One queen of that house, loves sweet martabak. For Gibraltar, I don't know. To the youngest martabak telor!"

Harjunot who heard nodded.

"Have you? No one's missing?" ask Harjunot to look.

 

 "Hmmm!"

Afterwards, Harjunot ends the call with Black.

 

 "What's that talk in the video at the time about Gibril? Is it true Mr Dirut, only have two children? Perhaps the youngest was her daughter!" Harjunot spoke, while wearing his helmet. After that, Harjunot launched his motorcycle.

The man drove his bike at high speed. Seems like Harjunot didn't hear what his mother said.

After a journey of nearly fifteen minutes, Harjunot stops on the sidewalk to buy a martabak.

"Martabak as sweet as telor!" Harjunot ordered while reaching into his pocket.

"Okay ready, would you like a couple, would you?" ask the martabak seller.

"No!" answer's flat.

"I think you want a partner, because you wear something!"

"What if such a special one should be given to a special one?" asked Harjunot who was staring at the man giving cheese to the martabak.

"It's usually Mas! Often visitors buy something special for his girlfriend, or for his wife there are also my customers. Every day buy a special martabak, I just remember his face. I asked my customer that. How come you, every night here a message martabak sepesial for whom? He answered like this! PDKT Edition same Father-in-law!" Harjunot who heard just nodded.

"Don't you! Also want PDKT same in-laws as my customers!" Harjunot gulped down a rough saliva.

...***...