Wrong Room

Wrong Room
Meet Kenan



Didn't feel like a month we've occupied our new home, it's a sign that it's over my cut. The day after tomorrow I have to get back to work.


“Mas, Meta equals Ferdy today so play here?” ask my wife who had been busy cutting apples beside me in the living room.


“So he said, but kok ya haven't showed up yet either. It was such a cloudy day, it seemed like it was going to rain. Will rain them if not come soon.” I said a little bit. And sure enough, before long the rain began to fall.


“Alhamdulillah rain, may They take shelter yes Mas,” thanksgiving My Wife.


“Aamiin.” Before long we were back cool eating apples that had been served my wife.


A month of living with her, I started to get to know what she likes and dislikes. His nature and habits. My wife took care of me so painstakingly, even the smallest thing about clothes was all prepared. Like a mother who is preparing a change of clothes for her children. After the shower, a change of clothes is available on the mattress. Everything is provided, even for Daleman's business. Amazing not my wife. It's just one thing that sometimes I have to take extra care of his feelings. Namely, my wife is jealous.


Once I went out of the house and did not say goodbye because he was doing dhuha prayers. Suddenly he called me.


“Hallo, Assalamu’alaikum,”


“Wa’alaikumusalam, what's the deck?”


“Where are we, how are we,”


“And you were praying. If you wait for you to finish, herbal medicine push it to go.”


“Oh mas again buy herbal medicine,”


“Iya, later tonight will match again.” I said tease.


“Huh, Joni has started to misbehave ya Mas,” he said then laughed.


“Hehe, but you like right?” I said getting more and more into it.


“Ya already, I want to pay first.” continued me


“Before, buy the clock Pak tarno or mbak Jesika?” her question is full of search.


“Mbak Jesika deck,”


“Astaqfirullah, wait for me to follow there.”


“Lho, what do you want?”


“Let me pay.”


“Kok is Dek?”


“I ga willing if Mbak Jesika lyrics, flickering with you.”


Wuuusssttt, five minutes he has appeared in front of me. Pay my jamuku order. Then take me home. Redirect it! That I stopped smiling to myself.


“Not yet come also Meta ya mas,” said itiku disperse my daydream.


“Yes, maybe shelter. Yes udh we find the first angt-anget yok.” Take me.


“Where is Mas?” he said, standing up and walking behind me.


“Where ajalah same origin as you, yes kamuuuu.” I said as I turned around and raised his body like a souvenir. He chuckles. I brought him to the kitchen.


“Hmmm, if you look for warmth in the kitchen is a stove Mas,” he said mendelik. And I chuckle.


“Make Coffee milk yes deck,” my orders, answered with a nod.


The sound of the motor roar rang out outside, it seemed like someone was coming. Rushing me forward, I left my wife who was serving me a drink.


“Makasih loh already want to nganterin me to my brother's house, until the rain-rain kayak gini,” sound Meta out there. It turns out meta's coming. I hold my step, I let Meta first on the porch of the House.


“Normally Yank times, for you whatever I do.” Answer pacaar. Hello, gombal mukiyo. Mumbles.


“Honestly I just this once loh diaterin guy until rain kayak gini,”


“Haaaaa, seriously yank! Very cute guys you first,” wadauuuu, arrogant very that boy.


“Iya, the former problem on the car use. So never rain.” Huahaha. Teach le! Almost the sound of my laughter exploding, if not immediately I close my mouth with my hands. There was no word from the man, but I vaguely felt his wry face.


“Mas, here's the coffee,” my wife's voice surprised me.


“Eh, yes deck. Put it on the table.”


“Eh Meta, has come apparently,” greet my wife so know outside there is Meta and her boyfriend.


“Iya Mbak, it is still wet so do not want to go directly in,” said Meta who did look a little wet.


“Ga papa let's go in. Wear a dress instead Mbak aja.” My wife offered her services and agreed to them.


“I change clothes first yes, you wait here first until your clothes dry,” said meta to his girlfriend. Sadistic guy! It seems like Meta is in collusion with the events that befall them today. Because of pity, I finally went out of the house to accompany him even though just chatting.


Five minutes of stale talk with Meta's girlfriend, we've started to look familiar. Chat was connected, because it turns out we have the same hobby, namely nangkep Cricket. The difference is I used to Mang Kosim, he was with Ky Bedul. Curer who uses Crickets as mediation. So said. Horrified gaes! Pantes chatter from earlier kayak there are bad smells. It turns! Waduh, Ky Bedul shaman? Let alone the Meta has to be useful. Because Meta's tastes dropped dramatically, after breaking up from the Duke of Kecantol guy model key chain motor supra fit like this. Uh, but if you look around, it's getting longer this boy is getting handsome if he notices. Her smile looks sweet with the left dimple, plus her teeth roll up to add to the impression of a gentle man. Ebuset, how come I'm going to praise him huh. Am I on the pellet too? Ih, shudder amused I imagine.


“Hallo, sisters! How are you?” he said while greeting me and macem-style president salaman with his cabinet. Peres is just like that.


“Sisters Mbahmu salto!” said dongkol.


“Oh forgot me, the manhood has been tested. Sory my brother,” said chuckling. Bejo, behavior never changes.


“Eh, come-ayo all in, soon it's Maghrib time. Rest first you inside while waiting for the time Mahgrib arrived,” I said then stood stepping into the house, and accompanied by them.


“Kak, I can take a ride to the restroom?” ask the girl Bejo brought.


“Oh permissible, please. Just go straight, and turn left. My wife will be there.” I said while pointing towards the kitchen that connected the bathroom.


“Thank you Brother,” he said and went straight to the back. I saw Ferdy about to follow the girl from behind. Quickly I caught his collar from behind.


“Eits, butt lizards go where,” also anxious.


“Ya wants to send Rey, afraid of getting lost. If WRONG ROOM is Rey.”


“Select, mode. And here you are, if you are not even dangerous. By the way Since when did you become a pedophile,” my question while removing my grip on the collar of his shirt.


“Whatttt? Pedophile?” he said while looking at me.


“Lha that, boy still your Junior High is embat also,”


“Dih, so evil you Rey. He's 23 years old, I'm 25. Yes, it is Rey. Dikit doang!”


“Oh, means your extravagant face. You walk the same way he macem boy piyik road same brother chilli-cabean.” I said giggling.


“Wedus Rey! Her name is Rey!” said sewot.


“Yes, meet Meta's girlfriend! I'm gonna make you guys a drink first.” I said as I left them.


“Ga bother Rey, get out there all,” cried Ferdy.


“Yes, all of your tar I'm also out of the house.” My heart keeps walking.


*******


“Come to drink!” tell my wife to my guests.


“Cie, Couplean's shirt Rey,” asked Ferdy Jahil, when he saw me and my wife wearing the same shirt.


“Dih alay very much his writing. ‘Mamah antiex’.. ‘Papah AntenK’! Nausea my stomach Rey, macem unstable child who just knew the world of dating aja” said Ferdy again.


“Lahh, we are dating. Halal dating in fact, right Dek?” I said ask my wife for support. And smiles and nods.


“Waduh, wrong bait me,” said Ferdy manyun.


“Hmm, shedding!” meta sewot. In the face of her sharp guy towards me. Etdah, the gaze of the media witch doctor crickets. Afraid!


“Yes already, we maghriban first! After that we ate together yes,” said my wife and answered compactly by us.


“Siap chef”


*********


After each meal they were busy, I saw Ferdy and Meta's girlfriend on the mabar cool, while Meta was cool to confide in Ferdy's girlfriend.


“Fer, follow dong!” I said.


“Ah, no! Not yet started playing at least ‘Knock’ first.” Ferdy replied still cool with his phone screen.


“What's Tu?”


“Lahh, the term just don't know what else is playing. Dah main bubble shooter you aja, or if not download ‘guess song’ aja sono!” said Ferdy cuek


“Mbako semprul.” I said. Feeling ignored and not considered by them, I followed my wife who was in the room. Ah, I think it's so cool than in pecans just like they are like this.


I saw my wife composing the clothes she had just folded from the clothesline. The cold weather of the remnants of the rain and the speck that still fell to the earth made my passion for it suddenly rise. Added to the atmosphere of the newlyweds that we always feel. I hugged my wife from behind. I'm making out without rejection. As usual, I turned off the lights immediately, still equally embarrassed. Finally, activities worth worship were completed carefully and at the shortest tempo.


‘Tok! Geck! ToK!’ the sound of the door being knocked from outside. Ah, thankfully it's done. Usually if there is Ferdy always annoying and appear at moments that are not desired. Quickly I put on my clothes. My wife too. Finish wearing clothes quickly light the lights.


“Mas, they want to go home,” sound Meta.


“Iya bentar.” My heart from within.


Before long I was out, my wife was still in the bathroom. I followed their first steps in front of me. At the door they say goodbye, something is different. They were crying at each other. A little wonder, but just be cool. I said in my heart.


Meta's girlfriend bailed first, sliding roaring leaving the exhaust sound of his kissing plate. Meta immediately went inside. Meta did ask permission for a few days of staying at my house. Kangen said. So for a few nights he'll sleep in my house. While Ferdy and his girlfriend soon catch up, the little girl is let by Ferdy first into the car, while Ferdy deliberately slows down his path. The feeling began to be uncomfortable with Ferdy's movements. You know how the habits of this one lizard. Jahilnya district level. And sure enough,,


“Rey, couplean sih couplean. But the time yes daleman also couplean,” he said while chuckling, stepping waltzing into the car. I'm interested, I'll immediately lyric down, into my pants. The pink Daleman, combined with a knit flower full of lace, poked slightly from behind my t-shirt. Nature beard! Because of the surprising beats from Meta earlier so Salah took the CD turned out to be me. This is the CD I wear. Their pantes are grinning. Mbako Semprul! Red face withstanding shame. Plus my wife who was behind me with a smile.