The Cost of Trust

Spoiled

"Assalamu'alaikum!"

"Moskalamic. Where are you from the deck?", asked Aziz in an anxious tone.

"From the front doang mas, usually do not have to worry so."

"I mean mas , you ...."

"I have a need. Udah ah, ayok Diaz time bobo day same mother....!"

I pushed the stroller. Breasts already feel full because it has been more than an hour Diaz has not suckled.

"Imah, go inside first!"

"Ready boss!"

Aziz followed me behind. When I got to my room, I changed into a daily dress.

Mas Aziz was already beside Diaz again.

"Why are you there?"

"Well, where are you from deck?"

"Mas...can I not have other needs mas?"

"It's not okay, but you can ask for help. I can anterin wherever you want, right deck?"

"What are you worried about, right? Now you see I'm okay."

"Yes. Thank God you've got home okay with nothing less."

"What are you worried about, then?"

Mas Aziz was stunned to look at me. Is there something wrong with me? He hugged me tightly.

"Don't be a hah!"

"Mas afraid that you.you.meet your ex."

"Astagfirullahaladzim mas...."

"I'm sorry.not that I don't believe it, but you know that Fai obviously still likes you."

"Keep, you think I'm gonna hide out that Fai mas?"

"Yes..maybe you don't, can Fai nyari chance to meet you mentang-about you go alone not with mas?"

Mas Aziz was still writhing spoiled on my shoulder. Why is he so possessive? Shouldn't I be? He loved two tenacious feathers that no tired of chasing the love of Aziz mas. Not love, exactly obsessed with having Aziz mas.

"Let's go, ah. Just stayed an hour just aja lebai gini."

"Mas kangen's...!"

"What the hell, look out ah..nih Diaz time nen."

I tried to take off his hand that was wrapped around my stomach.

"Since Diaz, you have to live!"

I shakes in frustration. Why is my husband so rich?

"Yes not?", he forced me while I was breastfeeding Diaz.

"What the hell is mas?"

"It's done with Diaz, and Diaz's busted. You have to go!"

"Yes...!"

Big baby shit! I don't want to lose to his son. It turned out that Aziz was still faithfully accompanying me in the room until Diaz really fell asleep.

I put Diaz in her box. Elevate the AC temperature so that it is not too cold.

Mas Aziz was already sitting on the sofa of the room. She patted the sofa next to her, wishing I was sitting next to her. With a silt I sat beside him.

After I sat down, he put his head on my lap. Spontaneously my hand rubbed his hair and forehead. He looked at me with a smile.

"Why see me so?", I asked as I continued to rub his head.

"My wife's beautiful. This beautiful one too!"

Mas Aziz pointed at my chest and rubbed my cheek.

"The new guy realized? Where have I been?", my god.

"Hem, not really. I've known for a long time!"

"Yes, you're sleeping."

"No, if I go to sleep you wake up from here!"

"Heh, keep going..Well you sleep, I'll be your pillow?"

"Hoooh!"

"Well, is it heavy?"

"Ah...heavy time? Just head doang. Ordinary ge overstressed long time is okay, even ask again!"

Crack it! I sentil jidatnya wider. Aziz laughed out loud. He turned his head which was automatically facing my stomach.

"Daddy...!"

"Hum...!"

"Pregnant again dong....!"

"Yes, tomorrow-tomorrow!"

"But if you make it not have to wait tomorrow right?", he asked while kissing my stomach which although not fat, but still left behind after pregnancy Diaz.

"Kan semalem already!"

"Night last night, not yet!"

"Come deck!"

"You're rich again puberty. Want to play every day? I'm tired of it!"

"But I'm not tired!"

"What do you think, possessive of me? Is it because of Fai , you're afraid I'm turning on him? Because I used to ask you for my rights?"

"You're just like that deck!"

"Eventually you mas, he wants every day not to be tired what mas?"

"But it is the duty of the wife of the deck.If nolak ntar in the angelic curse!"

Ah... his mainstay is always that sentence that I will not be able to refuse.

"Ntar's the other night...!"

"Promise?"

"Hey!"

"It's up to me how many times?"

"Huh? Yes, not!"

"Yes, that's why it's now once a malem!"

I pushed his head. Eventually Aziz woke up.

"Udah ah, I want to lift the clothesline. By the way rich so Mulu same mas mah not kelar!"

Mas Aziz smiled in response to me, then pulled me to sit on his lap.

"It's not that easy, dear.!", whispered Aziz.

You know what..what the next....!!!

*****

"Hem.ada very soon!", ledek Imah.

"Be quick!", said Aziz casually.

"The train is fighting!"

"You doain mas you fight with mbakmu?"

"Heheh, it's not mas!"

"Lha, you keep talking like that?"

"Kirain aja mas....????!!!"

Mas Aziz grunted!

"Buck.mas..!"

"What the hell?"

"So A Dadan came here!"

"Certainly? Yes, you are the most, right? Not to get me?"

"Iiih.tadi A Dadan here same mas Fai! Want to deliberate about the wedding date of Imah Sama A Dadan. About when will it be done?"

"Owh.yes.no matter, when there's time to talk!"

Mas Aziz is not very sensitive when talking about the statement of Imah and Dadan even though it involves Fai. Different story that Fai came to just ask about Dian.

"Will you get mas?"

"Can! But not here, I don't want Fai to meet Dian!"

I guessed it, Inner Faith.

"Let's go....!"

"So, why didn't you call me?"

"Where to call peyan, wong peyan lagek make dedek for Diaz anyway?"

Mas Aziz glared. Did you know Aziz had just finished doing it?

"Sokay know!"

"Yes.nebak! But yes..tuh..the proof, shampoo is not this hour?"

"Basic adek no morality!", snapped Aziz. Si Imah even chuckled amusedly.

"Imah also said the same thing with Fai and A Dadan. Mas Aziz again can not be disturbed, again make a dedek for Diaz. Ahhahahah!"

"Yes....!!!!!!"

"Weiiisss...weissh...patient to bro...!"

"Your brain is now snuggling huh mah! Dadan really should immediately marry you so as not to omes and gesrek continue!"

"The one who taught!"

"Astagfirullah, huh!!!!"

"Hahahaha pardon me!", Aziz beat him with a few pieces of paper.

"Mas know, how did Fai react?", said Imah .

"I don't know, don't want to know!"

"Hahahah sure? Look at your cctv mas!"

So, back to continuing his laughter.

Actually Imah does not know what Aziz did with Dian at home, Imah only origin mengejeplak. But it turns out that the reality is indeed Aziz mas finished shampooing that makes the mind of Imah traveling, synchronizing his own speech with reality in front of his eyes.