THAT BAR-BAR GIRL IS MY WIFE
New Bride Taste Amby
Thump!
Ghibran, bouncing away. His body collapsed on the floor. The pain, now he had felt all over the body. Obviously, because the fact is the floor where it landed, it is not as plump as the mattress in his house.
His eyes stared straight at the person who was still wrapped around the warming blanket. His gaze sharpened, making the situation gripping.
Not only was his face reddened, even now his hands were already firmly clenched. His teeth were grinding, and his jaw had hardened.
"Rose ..!" his screams filled the entire room. Maybe the person outside the hotel room could hear it too.
"What the hell? Please deh, the sound if it's already that crisp, do not use screaming. Delicious, no. Make a budg, iyya." He opened his eyes, lazy.
Instead of feeling guilty, the woman answered no less tightly. His eyes closed again, without any intention of waiting for how the man who had shouted his name would react.
Ghibran, who was treated as such, clearly felt unacceptable. Is he a ghost? Existing, but considered!
The man uncovers a blanket covering Rosa's body. Although actually his bones were feeling pain, and he was also still very sleepy. However, everything seemed to disappear with the pain that gnawed at his bones. Shutup? Hey, it's a matter of self-esteem. Of course, as a man, Ghibran should not look weak, especially in front of his own wife. There, later he even became a husband afraid of the wife, if not reciprocate!
"What a damn thing, Woy! I'm sleepy" asked the woman. She was forced to wake up by her husband.
"What, you say? Sleepy? Hello, bar-bar girl! My body hurts because, lo!?" He flicked his hand at the eel, Rosa.
"Nuu ... Ghibran!" His eyes glared, like a lion that was ready to pounce on its prey.
"What, don't you accept? Yaudah there report to your parents!" His hands are in front of his chest. Like ready to give a fight to the other side.
"Everything, don't just doang diploma diandelin. The brain must also contain! You don't know what, about Article 1 of Law No. 23 Years of 2004 on the CCP? Domestic Violence is any act against a person, especially women, resulting in physical, sexual, psychological, and/or household neglect, including threats to do so, coercion, or abuse, or unlawful appropriation of independence within the household sphere," cerocos Rosa, welcomed by the Ghibran.
"What, you say? I don't have a brain?" A smile grinned, adorning his face. "Spoiled base. I just got it, but you've been playing report? How about Iw, ngelakuin the le—"
"What do I do, huh!?" sela Rosa's.
The sound of birds chirping and alarms, now interconnected. As if being the audience of the debate of two people, who last night had officially held the status of husband and wife. Binding a sacred promise between the two, in front of the ruler, parents, friends and friends, and other relatives.
***
The wall clock has shown at 11:30. Rosa and Ghibran, already in the residence of Mr. Alkarna.
"Mom, Oca is hungry" he said as he reached the kitchen.
"If you're hungry, eat, baby. Not saying the same, Mommy."
"But, Mom. Not funny!"
"Wong Mommy, no joking. Where's your husband?"
"Mas Ghibran, sleep again, Mom. Lazy people mah, that's Mo—"
"Come, Mommy." The ghibran appeared suddenly, cutting off his wife's words.
'Dih ... Mommy, I did too. Basic face-seeking,' bathin Rosa.
"Eh, Ghibran. You awake, son?"
"Eh anu, Mom. Ghibran, do not sleep" replied Ghibran.
"Dih .. bo'ong, Mom. That guy Oca, look at him. It's so bad again," Rosa said, not accepting Ghibran's answer.
"Bo'ong tuh, Mom. Where am I snoring!" ghibran Protest.
"Udah .. yes. You're like little kids," leerai mama Rosa.
"Mas Ghibran, don't want to give up!" sinister Rosa to her husband.
"Dark, Ghibran. Enough's enough! There, you eat first," said Ms. Lauren—mama Rosa.
After eating, Rosa and Ghibran returned to their room.
The atmosphere was so quiet, there was no sound. The couple is also busy with their own affairs.
Ghibran, looking towards his wife. He smiled cynically, looking at Rosa who was serious about her game.
"Basic weird chick! Instead of learning to cook, even playing games," murmured Ghibran lirih, which can still be heard by Rosa.
"What did you say? Oi! You've never, ever tried gw cuisine. I assure you, once you try. Surely it will continue," answered Rosa, confident.
Ghibran chuckles. "Taste you, make a bill? Hallah, there's a stomach gw mules."
Bugh ...!
Rosa throws a pillow at Ghibran, and manages to make the man grimace.
"Basic chick bar-bar. A little bit of physical play" ketus Ghibran.
Rosa, who did not accept Ghibran's words, suddenly felt hot. His hands were clenched, his face reddened.
"Ghib—"
Tok ... tok ....
"Young lady, this is me" said someone from outside the room, who forced Rosa to stop her intention to teach Ghibran a lesson.
"Yes, Bi. What's up?" Rosa walked in to open the door for Bi Inah. Yes, the woman out there is Bi Inah.
"Someone wants to meet with, young lady."
"Who, Bi? Clara?" ask Rosa, curious. All this time, no one had ever come looking for him in that house except Clara. Because it's only Clara, who knows her house. Ah .. but it was just before, before she got married.
"No, Non. He's a man" explained Bi Inah.
"Who the hell, Bi?"
'Male? Who?" bathin Rosa's.
"Ohhh .. turned out to be the bar-bar-cake chick she had, had friends too. I think he only has an opponent, bathin Ghibran.
Rosa, hurrying to meet the guest referred by Bi Inah. Leaving the Ghibran, who also joined the kepo. Who exactly is the figure, who wants to meet Rosa—his wife.
Rosa, speechless. His net caught, the silhouette of someone he had not seen in person for a long time.
His eyes sparkled, his heart flowered. He seemed to want to float. Rosa has never been in love. He had never been attracted to any man during this time either. But this time it looks different.
He was very happy, seeing the man. "Sister Rifal" he shouted.
Yes, he is Rifal Aditama. Cousin, from his mother. For a dozen years they have not met only occasionally talking on mobile phones or making video calls on the green app, because Rifal lives in Singapore. He went with his parents.
The relationship between Rifal and Rosa is very good. They are like siblings. In the past, whenever Rosa had a problem. Rifal, who always defends and protects him.
Rosa, run. Hugged the man's body tightly. It became a habit for him. He has nothing to be ashamed of, or not to feel good about. After all, Rifal was like his brother.
"Fierce Basics!" sneer someone.
Apparently secretly, someone noticed Rosa and Rifal.
Connect ....
