The Father's Choice Husband

Chapter 16

"I used to go through here, but I forgot. Hehe." Cook without feeling guilty.

"Walk like this is not included in the google map, right?" I took my phone from my little bag. Trying to find a solution.

"You don't know, the road is small and damaged, Google car may never pass here." Mas Aak stopped the pace of his favorite vespa.

"Try asking the same people, Mom! Do you want the prince back, to the main road!" I put my phone in again, I realized that I can't read the map too much, if it makes it even more lost, can be serious!

"Yaudah, you're a back-and-forth princess. Shame to ask people. Vespa life does not know the way. It will destroy the dignity and dignity of vespamaniac." Cook laughed, so pretentious of him. It has dignity and dignity.

"God."

Finally we both turned around, back through the damaged road quite badly again. We have been on this road for a long time. Although Mas Aak passed the vespanya not too fast, but still my back felt like it was about to fall out. If this is not refreshing the mind, it even makes a body ache! Kapok deh, use a vespa motor. Mending used a regular duck motor.

We finally heard the main street.

"Mas, it's not far to the main road!" I shouted excitedly, patting my husband's shoulder.

"Yes. So what kind of picnic are we going to go home for?"

"Well, how come home, Mom?" I slid my face through the side of Mas Aak's head, making sure I didn't hear wrong.

"Your father if so add to his body pain. If I was this ordinary." Cook replied without burden.

"Kan, 'cause he's very unstable, really. His mind changes easily, "my mind.

"Yaudah, it's a responsibility, too, Mom. Honey if you don't get anything." I decided.

"Okay, to any tourist spot that missed ya."

"Whatever, Mom."

Finally we both went to several tourist attractions in the same direction, until finally our last destination was the black sand beach outside the city. We enjoyed the sunset at the beach. Every now and then we take photos together, even though we're both not really stylish photo smarts. But good enough, for memories. It can be shown to my children later.

It turns out there is also blessing I married Mas Aak. I have been a home child, never anywhere, so I can go for a walk to spend the day together. It was like this to be dating after marriage. Although I am not sure I love him yet, I will still try to love my husband immediately with all the advantages and disadvantages.

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The next day I had to go back to school. It turns out quite troublesome to be a housewife, as well as a teacher. My time must be divided, for home affairs and school affairs.

"Mas, have you started work yet?" I asked Mas Aak, after I had finished my bath and had to get ready for school. Given the distance from my school is now so much further, so I have to leave early.

"No. No more calls. Wait if there's a call, just got to work." Mas Aak replied without looking at me, he was busy playing games while lying on the bed. Got me craped again.

"Hmm."

"Great nyebelin!" Narrator.

"Okay, I assume it means to want to!" I'm dressed sober, my uniform's still at my dad's, so this morning I had to stop by first. It was my fault that yesterday went for a walk instead of preparing for today.

"I'm leaving first, Mom!" I let go of my husband who is still busy with his online game.

"Yes, careful. No need to shake hands, my hands are busy for mabar, afraid of losing, wronged by the cement." Mas Aak still did not look at me. Really sucks. He is more concerned with patience, than with proper communication with me.

"OKAY. Assalamu'alaikum." I say hello with a sniffle. Early in the morning like this Mas Aak has ruined my mood.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." Cook just didn't look at me at all. I quickly got out of the room and closed the door violently. Let it be if it breaks. My own fault I'm being wrong!

I walked into the garage and remembered something.

"Oh my goodness, the bike is still in my house! I came here yesterday by car?" I patted my eel.

"Mas Aak certainly will not want to nganterin me to the house of the Father, I say only the response is rich. Vespa motorbike is also not possible. How ya?" I try to think fast.

"Borrow my father's, deh." I saw an ordinary duck bike in the front parking lot. It might be hard to get it out, but that's okay. Than not to leave.

Finally I put on my motorcycle, after struggling to get it out of the garage. Still morning like this, it has to sweat, because of the motorbike. Cooking Aak really sucks! I was still grumbling, with the power of emotion, I turned on the motor that had to be in the genjot, because the starter button was off. Fortunately the motor can turn on, even though he said long time not used.

I saw the clock on my HP, it was six o'clock more. I immediately launched my in-law motorbike, my first goal now is my father's house. I'm lucky enough, the streets are still pretty quiet. So I can drive the bike at high speed and in less than five minutes, I've arrived at the house.

"Assalamu'alaikum." I said hello before I entered the house. I opened the front door that was never normally locked.

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Uh, Mel. Did you get here in the morning?" My mother welcomed me.

"Yes, Mom. I want to go to school again." I kissed my mother's hand. My house is still very messy, pity my mother, must be hassles to clean up the remnants of my marriage yesterday. I regret, yesterday even went for a walk, do not remember the condition of my house like this. I should have helped Mom clean up the house yesterday.

"Have you finished your cut?"

"Udah, Mom. It's not nice if it's too long off, pity the children, same teacher who replaces too." I gave you a reason that would make perfect sense.

"Yaudah, get ready! You'll be late. Not breakfast yet? I cooked your favorite food. Your uniform is also my mother's iron."

"Oh my God, Mom. Sorry, so it's a hassle." I shed tears, I was moved, my mother was really amazing. Even I who is now a wife of people, still helped to prepare for school needs, without me asking.