THE SUBSTITUTE HUSBAND

JSP 17'S. A Night of Sadness

A week later, I who was unemployed was pulled by Mr. Hartono Abdi as an impromptu assistant to his daughter who was none other than my own wife in the Antam Bandung branch company held by Ruby.

It's really a KKN circle. His two twins also have easy access to work at one of the state-owned companies.

Now, I also found the opportunity to sit in a soft chair even though only as an assistant seconded with the employment status of contract employees, not permanent employees.

Fate can only contract. So the husband is just a contract husband. Impromptu work in state bona fide companies is only a contract employee. Fate, fate.

Even so, I'm quite happy because our relationship is getting better.

Going home and going to work together was fun. Ruby also seemed to enjoy walking with me.

For now, Ryan's name is forgotten from his memory.

Although the nepotism of work in Antam because of the Pap powder, but it turns out Ruby's performance can not be taken lightly.

The girl has great dedication and loyalty and great responsibility to the company she works for.

I thought he'd just do a little fool's work like a little boy playing with dolls. But apparently not.

Ruby turned serious while working. Even to the surprise of him I made.

Ruby can be assertive in the office.

Inversely when at home.

Like tonight.

Ruby turned very childish.

With the reason of cravings, he made me fall in self-esteem.

"Please, please please... Come, Ga. Hix... I really wanted to see Lo wear this bastard. Huhuhuhoo..."

"Crazy! Yesterday I was told to wear a gini see-through girl shirt? I'll take it, I'll watch it!" tepisku.

"Ga, please Ga. Yea? Yes yes?"

"Engga! I don't want to!!!"

He chased me until he entered my room which was located across from his room.

"Female. Good-looking man, come on!"

"Lo's crazy, huh?"

"Gaaa. please. I really want to see you wear this shirt..." Ruby kept hunting me with pleading words.

I'm puffed.

Especially when Ruby suddenly hugged me from behind.

The entire front of his body was on my body. Goosebumps rome feathers to fish my shahw++ as an adult man.

Enforcing my sensitive nerves until I finally agree also his request outside the nurul.

"Orchid, kawaiiii..."

Anjiiirrr, bangk+e!!! I am a masculine guy with a macho burly body but told to wear a night dress for a mandatory maljuman event. Aarr!!! It's humiliation!!!

Ruby laughed out loud. It's so nice to look.

While I can only look down embarrassed and resigned. Occasionally playing the role of fluttering moves while occasionally pulling my wig to cover my red face.

"Haha! Cool, Anggi cool! Your name is Anggi Permatasari hahaha..."

I'm getting wet. All of you are acting more and more absurd. Joget like a sissy who used to be a wadon so the events I hate the most.

"Awas, Ga, ntar's delight! Haha..."

Ruby's innuendo makes me embrace her while whispering.

"Once I'm happy, bablas wants to be real, the sin of Lo who bears yes?"

"Haha, ogah!"

We dance to the frenetic rhythm of music.

Laughter pretends to be on the discotheque dance floor because of the sparkle of colorful Tumblr lights.

"Less exciting, the chillies are one less! Come on, Lo change costumes too! Must be the same as us. Let's be fair to each other!"

I asked him to do the same crazy thing as me.

Shame is also in style like this beyond reason.

Red night dress lit. The long blonde wigs of curls and red lipstick the ultimate appearance that Ruby put on my lips, became the one form of madness I wanted Ruby to be.

"Ga will, hihihi... Cheating ah! I have to follow you too!"

"Lo cheated is his name! I'm doing this, but Lo doesn't want to. Ish, that selfish!"

"Gue is pregnant, Angga. Besides, this is Dede's request for a baby in my stomach. Masa' You don't want to follow his will. Tar our son was born ngeces mulu how to try. Shamefully. Tari tari she's bullied her temen."

"Hadeeuh, pinter quibble Lo!"

Long nights.

I ended up being Ruby's joke that laughed with excitement.

Let it be, I'll do it as long as Ruby's happy.

It's just me and him anyway. Only the two of us were happy together.

Happy wife will get a double reward, right?

My body was tired of jiggling with Ruby until twelve in the night.

The threet treet treet

The threet treet treet

The threet treet treet

My phone rings so many times.

He was very lazy to respond and the intention to let it go.

Ruby had just entered her room and I was exhausted too. Now lying on the bed. Want otewe dreamland.

But apparently, Laila called.

Clik.

"Hallo, Laila? What's up?"

...[.The goose! The gogga!!! Mama, Mama Ga!!]...

Huh uh? The mama? Why Mama? Koq the Laila who reported on Mama's condition?

"Mama why?"

...[.Cepetan dateng, Angga!!]...

Click's'

Laila turned off her phone.

Of course it confused me myself.

Half an hour a night.

I get out of bed. Wash your face again so that the make up menor that Ruby was wearing was completely gone from the face.

Changing clothes and then out of the room while taking the spare key of Ruby's house that was once given to my grip.

I'm not allowed to because I'm afraid to interfere.

It's already midnight. Ruby's housemaids have also fallen asleep apparently because of the quiet atmosphere of the house.

"Sorry, Ruby. I borrowed the car to make it to Mama's house." I muttered to myself while opening the car door.

Ruby's car key is indeed me who holds it after we now work one office. I'm a private driver for Ruby too.

"Brake!"

"Mama, Ga! Mama! Hiks hyks..."

It was early morning, but Mama's house was crowded. There was a pack of RT Gofur, sir Hansip Soleh, some young coral cadets sitting on the terrace.

"What's going on?" many nervous. I started to panic.

Especially after Mr. RT put his arm around my shoulder and said the phrase "Patience, huh?"

"Mama?!?"

Immediately I rushed inside.

"Mama?"

A body in the living room. Closed. batik cloth wrote owned by Mama.

"Mama...? Where's mama, Laila?"

Laila's crying. Of course my heart is more unbecoming.

"Where's your name, Laila?" I was half-hardened.

"Mama..mamaaa huaaa hik hix..."

Laila rushed to embrace the covered body of the batik cloth.

"Where's Mama? Lo budeg huh?"

"Mamaa..."

Laila roared loudly. Mama.., Mama's face looks like she's sleeping soundly when Laila nibbles over the cover cloth.

"Mama?! Mama!!! Mamaa...!!!"

Of course I am in deep sadness.

Mama, stiffened with a half-smiling face.

"Mama! Mama wake up, Mama! Ma! It's Angga, Ma! Your son's home, Ma! Your son will get a new home for us to live with later, Ma! Ms...., Mama! Hik hicks... Ma,"

It feels like the death of all nerve cells in this body. It was numb, even as if it was losing energy.

I was sluggish for a moment and I fell down and sat on the floor.

I'm looking at Mama's glowing yellow face.

Crying to me so much.

No matter what a dark night. A night full of sadness.

My mother, Mama Diana Yuliana, returned to Rahmatullah. Friday night, a night of Grace.

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