Wife Brought

The Unwritten Rule

"Rama .. dengerin aunty yes. Your grandmother said that because she was afraid that aunty did not love you. But here aunt wants to deny the talk of your grandmother, because aunt does not feel will be a bad mother like you!"

"really? so grandma lied ..."

"Your grandmother did not lie, aunt believes that your grandmother said that because she was worried that aunt did not love you. It's just your grandmother's fear, so your grandmother asks you to take care of yourself. But the truth is not that. Aunty has never cared for a child intensely. This is also my first time doing this. But aunt promised me she'd keep loving me."

"Really?"

Annisa nodded while smiling very gently.

"We both learn yes son .. aunt knows you are only two years old, but aunt obviously knows that you are a big pinter. Until aunt is amazed continue with you. My aunt has learned a lot from you too. So, if aunty is wrong or accidentally hurt you. You said it was the same aunt. Let auntie learn and don't make you sad anymore."

Annisa took off a hug and fell asleep on her back while staring at the sky of the hotel room. Their hands are still tied to each other.

"Ajarin aunty ya son."

"Can I call aunty a mother?"

Annisa was stunned and immediately nodded quickly.

"Can, son. Very conceivable. Geez, this is why I'm so moved." Annisa wiped her tears down. "Udah ah's. I don't want to cry, now you sleep. It's malem."

"Okei mother."

***

Bram clucked rough. He glanced at the clock that was coiled around his arm. It's ten o'clock at night. But Annisa hasn't been to her room yet either. Bram loosens the tie and chooses to clean up first.

But, until Bram finished cleaning up too. Annisa has no sign of coming.

"I hate people who don't value time. Can he just do that to sleep with Rama?" bram said he chose to visit his son's room.

Without pressing the bell, Bram went straight inside and his steps were made to stop when he saw two people there sleeping. His anger was immediately lost seeing the two people who were very slumbering.

"Well, right .. I should have let Annisa rest first. Never mind, discuss rules. It can be tomorrow. Don't need to be confused now" he said and turned around.

But Bram's steps stopped when he realized that Annisa's clothes were very open visible from the reflection of the glass cabinet in front of him. He shook his head and turned around. Choose to cover both.

"Tu— sir?" muttered Annisa who was aware of the movement, she immediately sat down to make Bram's eyes widened and immediately turned around, turning her back to Annisa.

"Wear your clothes right!" panicked Bram with hunting breath.

After all, he was just a man with lust. Who wouldn't be tempted to look at a woman's shoulder like that? Almost a year Bram never channeled his lust. But now he is even treated to an appearance like this.

"It looks like you're conscious, too" he murmured and threw the jacket that had been wrapped around Bram's body

Annisa just wanted to protest because Bram threw it as long as it hit her face. But shut up because of conscious bathrobe he's released. He put on his jacket and put it on top.

"Sorry sir ..."

"Here you are, if you are not tired. Please come to the next room to talk about something important to me. If you are still tired, take a break. We'll talk about everything tomorrow morning, before my son wakes up."

"Just go, yes" he murmured

The woman made sure Rama was safe to leave before he left the room and went into the room Bram meant. There Bram was already sitting on one of the sofas haughtily.

Annisa was still standing behind the door and looking at her husband. How handsome. But arrogant. His face was really sharp. Sometimes Annisa is afraid of the aura her husband gives off. Now Annisa regretted that talking was like that. Where to get ready again.

"Why still stand up, sit down!"

Annisa scowled and immediately sat down. "Master don't get angry keep dong angry. I don't like it. Aih this mah turned out to be originally fierce. Very different like his son," exclaimed Annisa who had nothing to fear at all

"Gue?" bram fishing

Annisa looked back in confusion.

"Is it me?" said confused. "Song language loh. Uh don't tell me you don't know slang anymore? because of the frequent talking of me-you, very formal," said Annisa while shaking hands in front of Bram. "I taught you. I-lu .. kece loh if you already use kayak gini."

"No .. of course I understand," Bram replied with understanding. "But ... Which husband and wife says I-lu?" bram asked while shaking little. "Okei .. I understand because of our age difference."

"Well, what age are you?"

"Thirty-five," he answered lightly.

"Woah," exclaimed Annisa who was shocked to the point of closing her mouth. "Omm?" he said unknowingly making Bram pat him on the forehead. There was a speech made by Annisa that made her surprised. "It turns out I married om-om. Oh my lord ... our age is far away," he said again

Annisa hugged herself with a small scream and continued to rebel, even though no one held her back. Bram who saw just glued. He did not know that his original choice turned out to be this late.

"I don't want to be married to an om-om. Take me away."

"Sorry Annisa, but this is a cringe," said Bram made Annisa immediately speechless and cleared her throat. I feel pretty embarrassed about her behavior too. "And .. I'm not the one who wants to marry you. But you yourself are directly pointing a statement to me," said Bram trying to remind the incident of their first meeting.

"Yes! I want ... don't need to be clear, too," he said with embarrassment

"And one Annisa .. I-You alone, no I-lu. We are not the ones who can freely talk like that. There are unwritten rules that should be polite to each other. Not his gini," Bram recalled again, this time firmly.

Annisa lowered her head and nodded.

"Sorry sir ..."

"Call me, mas ..we are husband and wife."

"I— yes mas," he said.

For a moment no one said anything more. Both are busy with their own thoughts. Annisa who tried to deny that she now has a different status and can not be as relaxed as before and Bram who continues to pay attention to the movements of Annisa's very clumsy gerks.

Until Annisa remembers something and looks at Bram with questionable eyes.

"Mas ... But what's the reason you're saying I'm fitting that shit?" ask him