The Heart I Choose
New Cars
Sunday morning, Mas Indra, the goddess and Rehan arrived at my house. Unusually
"What's wrong, mbak?" I asked the goddess while putting down the drink
"do you say you want to pick up the car?" Mother Goddess is back.
"Whose car?" I'm really confused.
"Why do you say you want to buy a car, why don't you know?" the goddess explained.
"Totally don't know mbak, mas Wandi never told me, never asked me too," I looked pitiful.
Kuhampiri mas Wandi and mas Indra who were coffee outside.
"Want to buy a car?" much
"Yes, why?" ask me wandi back.
"Kok, I'm not told you? at least we can talk!" I'm trying to ask you nicely
"You know what the hell? you take care of the child and the house just not becus, want to interfere with the car problem anyway." Mas Wandi replied with emotion.
"Let's go, the guy's been waiting." Mas Wandi invites mas Indra. Mas Indra just silently looked at me.
"Mia, said Mas Indra he also did not know, last night want to call to take delivery to the house that sells cars, he had a price deal and his car, mas Indra now just send aja." The goddess explained without me asking.
Seen a confused look mbak goddess, a wife does not know what her husband will buy. Mas Indra always asked everything to the goddess, there was no secret between them. Household mbak Dewi often make me envious, they never look quarrel even often joking friendly, they also call each other with affection. Mas Indra more relented if the goddess mbak.
Very different from our domestic life, almost every day we storm, mas Wandi absolutely does not want to budge, even though the difference in our age is almost 10 years, he has been married twice, too, they should be more experienced than previous marriages.
"Ayoo must be drunk, would you like to eat? but I haven't cooked, hahahha" I'm trying to switch this tightness.
"Nawarin hahaha." Mother goddess returned my joke.
"Honey Mia, papa dika already have a department, you also seem to get along now, congratulations, hopefully so on." Ma'am dewi open the chat.
"To be honest Mia prefers the first contract period mbak, we are more like a new bride, the nurses there are also delicious, the neighbors are good, if here you see for yourself, all the doors are closed, the, there's no reprimand." I answer for what it is.
"But is your pocket money now going up?" ask the Goddess.
"Take the hell????" the goddess saw me not believing.
"Because, until now I don't even know what the salary is, Wandi," I replied
"Hhmmmm" that's the goddess's only answer.
"Good mother, mas Indra gave all salary to mbak, trus believe mbak ngelolanya," I said enviously.
"Yes, but I don't want to, I want to be loved monthly, bothered to chat," the answer mbak goddess added to make me jealous.
We chatted a lot while laughing, occasionally mbak goddess invites kiyah play as well.
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Mas Wandi came to bring his new car, even though the former car looks very well maintained, I was happy, to see the face of Mas Wandi who was proud to be able to buy a car from his hard work. Kiyah really brought a huge fortune to Wandi mas, she carried Kiyah into the car and said Thank you while continuing to kiss her.
"Bang rehan ayoo ride, mom's dad see the car is good right?" dika showed it to Mbak goddess and mas indra.
They just smiled and Indra said
"Later to take papa out by car, take bang Rehan as well."
"Rehan doesn't want to, he wants to be the same father," Rehan shouted.
We all laughed, Wandi was still engrossed in his car, Mas Indra came home, I hugged the goddess said thank you
"Most often play here mbak," but it is not possible also mbak goddess work.
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