Tengil Tuan Tuan Presdir's

27. Wife Tengil

Habibie exhaled a rough breath. The man kicked his cell phone until he got closer to the door of the room so as not to be stepped on by others.

"Mas can't be angry. Abie has to be patient. Doesn't God love the patient?"

"What kind of patience was it. You're purposely testing my patience, Kiara!"

"Well, I'm even beating Kiara. Mas Abie whose spread is as thin as a tissue is cut in seven!"

"Emang you think the Shirothol Mustaqim bridge!"

Kiara pursed her lips, she was still a henchman in the arms of the husband when they had reached their room.

"Down! Kiara!"

"No want! There's Mas Abie's date. Disgust, how about flying?"

"Astagfirullah ..where there may be cockroaches here. This room is always well cleaned!"

Kiara glared, she pushed her husband's shoulder so they became met face-to-face with a very close distance. The man frowned, while Kiara looked at him with a pinch.

"Mas thinks Kiara's lying? Do you want to accuse Kiara of doing something that makes Kiara angry? I think Kiara did this because Kiara wanted to stop him! Oh, my God, my. That's a spiciness. Where no Kiara wants to be touched by Mas Abie. It was terrible, morally minimal, stingy too!"

"Hey!"

Kiara shrieked quite loudly when Habibie threw her on the bed. The man looked at Kiara with a strange look, his knees started to rise, crawling closer to Kiara little by little.

"What do you want to do? It's just Kiara's son-nakutin, right?"

Instead of answering, Habibie even pulled the tip of his lips cynically. The man looked at Kiara like a hungry lion so the woman in front of him started to get scared. The woman retreated little by little, her eyes moved uneasily, Kiara turned her head to the side, looking for an opportunity to run away from her husband.

"You think I don't dare? You've been my wife, Kiara. You ... are already mine! Whatever you do, no matter how hard you refuse, you won't be able to escape from here!"

Gluey!

Kiara swallowed the saliva with great difficulty. The woman was even more frightened because Habibie had unbuttoned the shirt she was wearing one by one. The woman's knees were trembling, Kiara was afraid that Habibie would actually force herself.

"Basic Fuck!"

Bughhhh!

Kiara escaped by running out of the room after hitting her husband's head with a pillow. He shouted, asking for help to Bi Arum so afraid he saw Habibie with such an on mode.

"Ikhhhh .. how to cool down!" he said while rubbing the nape of the neck because of the fur of his neck that stood.

While in the room, Habibie smiled instead, laying his body in a supine position. The longer his smile widened, this Kiara was very cute. So brave but feared like that alone has lost.

"Responding grin. But coward! Fucking women!"

....

The next day, over the place at 5 am, Kiara again made to cry because the husband who snapped at her many times. He really couldn't stand it, Kiara had already tried to memorize the short letters first, but it was like a waste.

"Don't cry! You are already big, how to pronounce the letters - the letters are not right. If it continues like this, it will go to the next surahs!"

"Hikss!" Kiara again tried to repeat what Habibie had exemplified.

"It's still not right!"

"Repeat!"

"What's in your brain! Instead, having the spoken is guarded, so it's not hard to be invited to do good things like this!"

Kiara just looked down. He tried again to repeat his rote but it happened again.

"Kiara you!"

"What!" snapped Kiara does not like. "Abie's mom can't wait a bit. Kiara said Kiara doesn't like to be yelled at. If Kiara's wrong, don't be angry like that. Abie is evil! Kiara doesn't want to memorize anymore!"

Habibie pulled the corner of her lips. He smiled and said, "Please, but remember what you agreed?"

Kiara who was already standing in the doorway turned around also glared sharply. She opened her veil and threw the veil at her husband.

"Bad you, Mas!"

He really came out of the room. Kiara hated this, her tears were flowing even more painful. The woman rebuked as much as she wanted to, occasionally making a sound but again she held it.

The cold morning did not necessarily make Kiara waver, the woman sat on the park bench while shedding all her worries.

"Mrs!" call Bi Arum from behind the woman.

Kiara immediately rubbed the corner of her eyes but the shoulder was still trembling with a stifled cry that even sounded ngiknergies.

"Auntie!" lirih Kiara who was now sitting next to him. The woman hugged Bi Arum, again shedding her tears after Bi Arum rubbed her back gently.

"I'm not strong, Bi! I want to run away. I don't want to memorize Mas Abie. Mas Abie ferociously Bi. I don't want to be snapped again! ... Hick!"

Bi Arum smiled slightly, he again rubbed Kiara's hair with a very gentle swab, trying to calm down though perhaps it wouldn't mean much.

"Patience, Madam. The madam was lucky only in snapping. In the past, when Bibi learned to pay with Bibi's teacher, Bibi was often whipped by a long ruler if Bibi's memorization was not perfect. But, they do that not out of hate, they just want us to be more focused and more enterprising. If we've got the knowledge, believe the Aunt, it feels like a real manisssss. After all, think of this as a way to earn a lot of merit, Madam must be strong. I'll ignore Mr. Habibie. If you want, Auntie will help teach the Madam to cook your favorite food, hopefully it can help melt her heart!"

Kiara let go of her embrace. He looked at Bi Arum still with puffy eyes and the sound of ngik-nergia was still very clear.

"Auntie doesn't lie, does she?"

Bi Arum nodded. "No Madam. Tian Abie was a good person, he couldn't possibly refuse the attention of the Madam."

The woman was also enthusiastic. "If I manage to melt Mas Abie's heart. Aunty has to promise me, Auntie has to make pop chicken for me every day!"

"Agreed!" reply Bi Arum.

Kiara smiled, leaning her head on the shoulder of the middle-aged woman beside her. The woman hoped that this time her efforts would not fail. Habibie had to receive attention from him to defend their household. "Auntie knows what Mas Abi's afraid of?"

"Cock!"

"What?"

Bi Arum nodded back. "Yes, Aunty's not lying."

Laughter came out from the mouth of the woman beside Bi Arum. That evil laughter made the woman beside him do the same. They looked at each other and smiled. Both are like connections when Bi Arum does not know the reason why his employer laughed like that.