Testamentary Wedding

Moving House

Anggi is now lying in a bed room called UKS. His head felt throbbing since he was carried by some friends from the field to the UKS. Yes, Anggi fainted from being too tired to run during sports lessons. Remember, this morning Anggi did not eat breakfast because he gave up the bread for her husband? And her husband actually made her hurt because he did not want to eat the provisions made.

After opening her eyes, the girl sat down to drink mineral water deliberately provided on the nightstand next to her bed. His movements stopped when he heard the squeak of shoes entering the room where he was resting. Instantly the look on her face turned confused, cengo when he saw that the person who entered was her husband.

"Mas Prana?" Anggi called out by lowering his voice.

Prana is quick to point out body language which implies to Anggi to be silent. "Don't call Mas," he rebuked this time in a soft tone.

The man approached his wife and sat down beside her bed while touching Anggi's forehead with the back of his hand. Anggi was immediately fixated and let her husband check his body temperature from his forehead, neck, to his cheeks. Anggi's heart beat uncontrollably received such treatment from her husband.

"Is it better?" prana asked still in a soft tone. Really, it feels like Anggi really wants to hug her husband because the voice is very soothing to her heart. The girl likes it when Prana speaks in a soft, soft tone.

Anggi nodded and laid his body back. He has no idea what to do now.

"You want to make warm tea?" Anggi. Although his wife refused, Prana still wanted to make warm tea for Anggi.

The girl looked at her husband. "Do I have to get sick first so you're like this every day, Mom?" muttered. Damn, Prana looked. Apparently, the guy heard her mutter. You idiot! maki Anggi himself in heart.

After making a warm tea, Prana immediately gave it to Anggi. The guy even helped his wife to drink. It's a rare moment, isn't it?

"Lo should be able to take care of yourself. Don't take me."

Just now Anggi flew and now he had to fall again because of the cold words full of emphasis that was thrown from the mouth of Prana. Why can't that guy just pamper and make his wife happy? So, the attention was because of the force?

Anggi nodded. The girl wondered, why did her husband change so quickly? Does he have two personalities? Not likely. Prana is unique. A little soft, a little cold. It's hard to guess.

"You're going to the hospital?"

Tuh, right! Just said. No, Anggi should not waver because of his gentle tone this time. Her husband could have been pretending again.

Anggi replied to her husband's offer with a steady shake. "No need, Mas. I'm all right, anyway. There, Mas Prana went back to class. Pull the bell," he said. The girl was really upset with her husband.

Unfortunately, Prana nodded and actually left from there. "You're not so sensitive, Mom!" anggi grunts when Prana's nostrils have disappeared from the door of the UKS.

***

After school, Anggi rushed to his class. Not to take the bag because the bag has been delivered to the UKS earlier by Jesi. However, to meet her husband and bring him home together. His legs felt limp as he walked and began to climb the stairs.

Anggi's steps came to a halt as he saw Prana there. Not happy, the girl actually put on a sad face. How not? Prana is now sitting together in front of their class with a girl. And the girl is a girl who has long liked her husband, namely Nita. In fact, they seem to giggle together.

His legs felt even more limp as he watched the sight. Anggi also abandoned his intention and immediately ordered an online motorcycle taxi to go home.

***

"Well, Ma'am Ica!" anggi cheerful greeting.

Ica greeted him and invited him in. Then they walked to the kitchen.

"Don't you go home with your husband?" asked Ica while frowning.

There had not been five seconds, Prana suddenly came in her shabby clothes. That guy looks cute and limp. Seems very exhausted.

Anggi who realized the presence of her husband immediately crucified her hand. "What would you like to masakin?" the question is gentle and attentive.

However, Prana did not tastefully answer. Anggi's husband actually sauntered towards his room. No, he's headed for Anggi's room. Anggi looked over and looked at Ica. As if he understood, Ica also gestured for Anggi to follow her husband upstairs.

"Kok Mas come here?"

While taking off her uniform, Prana replied, "Lo want my sister to see us split the room? Every family I come here, you have to pretend that we are happy and well. Understand, right?"

Anggi was stunned to hear her husband's words. For a moment, the girl was still trying to digest her every word. The next second, he nodded in understanding.

***

The atmosphere of the dining room inside Prana's magnificent house was suddenly awkward. Only the clinking of spoons and saucers echoed in all corners of the room. Ica looks good to start. Orggi is the same as Ica. Meanwhile, Prana herself does not seem to want any talks between them. Especially for things that concern the household.

"When do you have a baby?" Ica finally started.

And sure enough, Prana instantly changed her mimicry. He stared intently at Anggi who was sitting across from Prana and then turned to look at his brother who was sitting at the end of their mediating table.

"Come, Ma'am. We're still in High School. Ma'am Ica want Anggi carrying a baby to school? Kan, it's impossible. We could be out of school." That answer made Anggi glance at her husband. He then nodded in agreement as he looked into Ica's eyes.

"We want to postpone momongan until we graduate High School first. After that, we will think again about how to go ahead," continued Prana.

***

"This morning I wasn't waiting for you?" With a very stubborn heart, Anggi tried to dare to ask.

"There's business." That's all Prana used to answer his wife's question. And as usual, the tone was cold and very stiff.

Now, the atmosphere of the family room became tense. At first, they were silent before Anggi finally started a conversation and actually brought him into an atmosphere that he hated so much. Anggi sat next to Prana on the sofa with a distance of five jengkal. Looks a little weird, doesn't it?

"Ap-rush"

"Lo doesn't need to know."

The girl breathed out slowly. It takes patience to talk to a Prana-type husband. Suddenly the memory of the scene in front of the class just now flashed in his eye peluk. She wanted to ask her husband about it.

Anggi muttering. "So we talked to Nita, huh? The power is so exciting. Nita still likes it?" tanyanya doubt. His hands were shaking.

Prana closed the business-themed book in her hands violently. Anggi was a little surprised to see the response of her husband like that. The man approached Anggi until his breath felt on the left cheek of his wife. Anggi's heart again pounded violently because their distance is now not as bad.

"Since when did you become rich gini? You don't need to know anything."

"Are you not jealous?"

Yes obviously, Anggi is jealous.