So Ustadz's wife, Bejo?

The opportunity has time

Maura came out of the bathroom with a much fresher face, smilingly looking at her husband who was sitting holding the steps she had turned back since.

"Is there a difference between him and back in a fried kayak like that?" asked Maura who was now in front of Bejo.

"Hah, this is Dek. invitation kok no name, just says (We hope his presence) this person intention what is not the intention to make an invitation."

"Hahah, yes the intention is Mas, it was a loving bik inem he said from the front neighbors maybe they want to give thanks for his new home, we present ya Mas, Mas, I'm curious about the same thing in his house, hehehe."

"Hem, God willing, we can say that there are any more if invited yes it must be present dear," Bejo replied as he pulled Maura's hand slowly leading her to lie down next to him immediately.

"Well, if we sleep tonight, I'm tired, sleepy too." Maura seduced Bejo into not asking for his rights tonight, as he was tired.

"Yes, go to sleep, I know if you are tired," jawb Bejo as he kissed Maura's forehead which has now entered into his arms.

"Still Mas," said Maura, who seconds later had fallen asleep carried to dreamland.

Bejo, who could not sleep, heard his wife's subtle snoring, smiled because he saw Maura quickly go into a dream.

"why do I feel something is going to happen, is this maybe just my feeling or maybe this is a sign," murmured Bejo who now glanced at the steps he had put in his desk bag.

"Hopefully, this is just my feeling and nothing bad will happen to me or to Maura, God, always protect us wherever we are," bejo continued to pray to appease his heart that felt bad, which then prayed again to immediately sleep.

The next day, As usual Maura was struggling in the kitchen to prepare breakfast before leaving for campus, today Maura and Bejo schedule his class a little afternoon so they want to relax at home first.

"What a cook dear," asked Bejo who had just come and sat at the dinner table, looking fresh once he had just finished bathing.

"Em, today I make stir-fried chickpeas plus carrots with green chay, fried chicken, sambal terasi, the same fried tempeh same tofu Mas," maura replied while putting fried chicken that was ready to eat.

"Wah steady this, pantesan from inside the room smells already called mecall, it turns out to cook fried chicken anyway. surely this delicious." praise Bejo who immediately took the plate and then poured hot rice on it, said Bejo, Bejo deliberately put the rice in front of the fan to quickly cool.

"Bik inem let's have breakfast, sir ujang also tumben has not taken coffee?" Maura invites Bik inem to srapan together. tetpi himself also felt surprised why kok mang ujang has not come to take coffee, because usually mang ujang always on time if the coffee problem.

"Yes Non, let bibik aja who brought to mang ujang, maybe he overslept at the guard post, usually mang ujang mah so when you watch the ball like to sleep again after dawn."

"Yes Bik, come back, let's have breakfast."

"God willing Neng," replied Bik inem who indeed prefers his own darapan with mang ujang, he hesitated if breakfast with the employer, what else saw his master who was still a newlywed, he felt himself a mosquito.

"What time does your class start, dear?" bejo asked, carrying his rice in front of Maura.

"Four ten Mas, what's up?" maura asked who stretched out her hand to take the rice that Bejo brought for the side dish.

"no papa, means can dong," muttered Bejo who could still be heard by Maura.

"what could Mas be?" asked Maura astonished.

this is what is always avoided when invited to eat together, because it already feels familiar so bejo or Maura is not ashamed anymore if you have to eat both in one plate.

"Alhamdulillah, full." Maura looks whale because she is full.

"Alhamdulillah, let Mas do the dishes" said Bejo, although it is usually Bejo who wash the dishes after eating but Bejo always said that, because sometimes Maura is still the one who insists on washing and cleaning everything herself, because she feels it is her duty.

"OK then, I go to Mas's room first, want to prepare clothes for nanati to campus ya,"

"Yes, dear," replied Bejo who is now washing dishes with a little in speed, there is a smile on his lips no matter what he was thinking so that a mysterious smile so.

"Whichever clothes yes, em wear this, it's still good long ago also never in use," murama Maura said when choosing clothes that she will wear to campus later, not to forget Maura also wear clothes for Bejo, although only shirt and pants material, did not reduce the good looks of her husband who was bleeding indo-asia.

"Well, perfect hehehe, looks good." Maura smiled looking at the clothes she prepared with the color of her sign.

Maura was surprised when she found a sweet circular hand on her waist, but it was only for a moment because she smiled when she found out who did it.

"What's so spoiled, early morning hugging like this?" maura asked who is not usually Bejo look spoiled on him, but usually after breakfast Bejo has struggled with his laptop.

"Mash at seven baby, can you?" whispered Bejo that made Maura glance towards the wall clock.

"It can, but.."

"But what? " ask Bejo who is now looking at Maura's face with a clear glance.

"Have the door been locked?" point Maura with his tail to the door that is already tightly closed.

"have dong dear," replied Bejo with a smile on his face, without waiting for long Bejo immediately carried Maura to move onto the bed, feeling there was an opportunity and indeed there was time for them to exercise in the morning on the bed, Bejo who had wanted it since after the dawn prayer, felt very happy because Maura had never refused his request.

meanwhile, at the security guard post, as expected, Mang Ujang was asleep.

"Oh, the flood flood." cried Mang ujang who felt wet on his face.

"Yes the flood, your flood." Ejek bik inem who was upset to see mang tidjang yang yang nekan sleep again.

so with ignorant bik inem send water to the face of mangujang so as not to be difficult to wake him.

"Oh Allah bik, it is very the same mamang, the building uses all the spray, it will be all wet, but ujng think there is a real flood." Mang ujang grumbled with the action of the bik inem who doused it with water until he thought there was a flood.

"Do not protest this, your coffee already wants to be full, breakfast is also done, what would you like to have breakfast?" Bik inem thrusting coffee that is no longer hot anymore it is against mang ujang

"Yes, I want a bik, I'm also a lager," replied mang ujang while following the bik inem towards home.