The Beloved Barbaric Wife of the CEO

Nostalgic

Get off the ojek, Litania open the helmet and see where her favorite subscription used to be still in front of the school gate—SMA TRI DHARMA. His eyes sparkled, a smile was developed, he was holding the arm of Kinar who was still busy tidying his hair with his fingers. "Come on, Kin, I can't wait to eat a lick."

"Yes, yes, patient napa? My hair is still tangled, huh. You're squirming cilok already kayak—"

Not had time for Kinar to finish the word, Litania had dragged him across the road, he who was a little surprised to not want to follow stepped almost half ran following in the footsteps of Litania. The girl was really impatient to want to enjoy the peek that was only a few steps away from them. "Prophe napa, Neng. Tu Mang Urip will not run away."

Litania's not bullying. His arm was still tied to Kinar's arm. While the eyes are of course only fixed on a small cart complete with its contents.

Litania's smile grew more and more, spit has even been swallowed many times. The distinctive aroma of beef meatballs mixed with kanji makes his stomach more demanding in the contents.

"Mang, Mang, Mang, take two servings. No old wear," Litania pinta on a middle-aged man of tall thin stature and mustachy misty. The man Litania knew named Urip was smiling in between the rush of stuffing merchandise into a small plastic glass. Understandably some customers were waiting before they came.

"Just a minute, Neng. Just wait there first," Urip asked politely as he pointed at the blue plastic chair that had been arranged no farther than they stood.

Litania and Kinar nodded, both of them sitting on chairs under shady mango trees. The mango tree he used to climb when it was fruitful. The great tree that protected them and the merchants from the scorching sun.

Litania smiled, the longing for the atmosphere when she was in school had become more and more so that her eyes were unceasingly scanning the surroundings. The school building and the nuances there still feel the same when he was still a student. Calm and quiet in an indeterminate time.

Litania smiled again. Memories during school there are still imprinted in memory. How sad they—Litania and Kinar—so famous when still wearing white gray uniforms. They make mistakes, intentionally or unintentionally. While the punishment is no less varied, from picking up garbage, respectfully facing the flagpole to cleaning all the toilets in the three-story school building.

One day they played letters when the teaching and learning process was underway. Both giggled while the others were seriously studying. And damn it, the lump of paper as between their messages— who sat still in one table—it was obtained by the teacher.

[Eh, do you understand what is explained with Miss Riska?] Kinar.

[Yes not. I'm even sleepy. My eyes are hung with two bricks. Weight. Exceeded his longing sense of Dilan to Milea. Wkwkwkk] Titanium.

[Well yes. If Naruto did not know the mantra makes the style of a thousand shadows. We must have gone free.] Kinars

[Decide! Once independent remains independent, as long as life is still conceived the body.] Litanian.

[Amcity ..] Kinars

[I sing, oon. Not praying.] Litanian.

After reading the messages from the two students, the face of Riska—guru sosilologi—suddenly sour. With one deep breath he shouted "out" at them.

Remembering that, Litania's smile grew even more. Their silly behavior is so dear to forget. It can be a funny story for grandchildren.

Litania holds Kinar's shoulder. "Eh, Kin. You don't remember we used to jump over that fence."

Litania's index finger pointed at the school's high fence. Cement fence with a height of about two meters.

Kinar. "Yes ingetlah. And because of the lompatin the knee pager I became injured. It was the same as the teacher of BK, "kinar murmur with a face that looks sour.

Not yet had time to continue the word, the sound of clapping was heard. Kinar, the gray-haired girl landed a slap on Litania's back. Litania who was reminiscing about the past was suddenly grimacing because Kinar's slap was not playing games. Hot and sore. He rubbed his back. "Why mukul, sick tauk," murmured Litania.

"You're crazy. Time to jump again from there. Did you forget you were pregnant?"

Litania who was surly immediately changed direction—mesam-mesem because of shame—because Kinar again realized that he was now a wife and mother-to-be.

"This, Neng, ciloknya," interrupted Urip by carrying a tray containing two cups of cilok along with a skewer and complement—saos, chilli, beans and soy sauce.

Again, Litania's expression changed again, the shy one suddenly smiled. The special veil that was in front of his eyes made him swallow again. He pricks the meatball circle and blends with the seasoning, then put it in the mouth. Bak enjoyed eating the world's wisdom, Litania's eyes even closed with a swaying tongue. It so solemnly permeated every bite after bite that Kinar and Urip were astonished.

"Wii it feels ajib, Mang," said Litania after swallowing it and when her new eyes opened, she was surprised to find Urip smiling. "Why, Mang? Something's wrong, huh?"

Urip shook his head, but Kinar said, "You are weird. Eat cilok aja eat anything. Your expression makes me want to go out. Ngeselin."

Litania smiled clumsyly. "The name is also baby-born," replied Litania who was in contact with Urip's eyes rounded.

"Neng Litan is pregnant?"

Litania nodded in embarrassment even the people gathered there were seen looking at her. The view that makes Litania uncomfortable. Someone is smiling, grateful. There were also those who looked at him cynically, humbly.

"Yes, Mang. Three months after graduation I got married and now I'm pregnant."

"Oh, congratulations, Neng. Urip was not surprised. You are still flat on his stomach," said Urip with a smile that developed. The man was so friendly with her from the past until now.

"Well, don't look at me, Mang. Wong is only seven weeks old" replied Litania, holding her stomach.

"Well, congratulations again, Neng. Mamang was happy. I never thought I'd see Neng here again. Mang Urip thought who. It's different now. It's changed drastically." Urip scan Litania appearance. The girl does look beautiful with a blue make up and jumpsuit on the body. As for hair, I purposely drove a horse. Increasing the beauty that exists.

"Mamang sure, his son's undying must be cute like his mama."

Duh, Litania's smile is getting unfinished. It feels like something is flowering but not a garden. God, I don't know how to respond. Mang Urip pande really makes me embarrassed.

However, in between Urip's praise, Kinar suddenly stood up. His eyes were perfectly patterned when he saw a car coming out of the school gate. The usual chatty girl suddenly silenced with lips that had paled.

"Link, what's wrong with you?"

Kinar did not respond. The body is stiff, the tongue follows the chel.

"Linar, what's wrong with you? Don't panic," asked Litania again. His face began to turn—looking for direction Kinar's eyes were fixed. A young and handsome teacher got out of the car and walked towards them.

"Is he the one?" Litania's eyes were fixed on that person. His hands were already clenched firmly with clenched jaws. He saw Kinar's face. The girl had shed tears. O, so he's that jerk.