You're Not the First

Micile

The couple left for the office from Abah Fani's place. Troubles Mikail again. After last night he came home using ojol this morning he came to the cottage using the services of mamang ojol back.

Basofi really does not want to drive alone. He said very lazy. He just wants to sit behind the making out with his wife which of course makes Mikail even more careless. His ears are forced to listen to undue things. Things that smell like adults.

Though he also wants to enjoy it with the halal like his boss who has retired from things that smell like that.

"Why?" Basofi asked who saw the sad look on Sofiyah's face.

"Say the house will be occupied by someone else..." Sofiya slept in Basofi's lap. Tumben once today he felt nauseous when he saw food and his body felt sore and crumpled. She seemed to have no strength to stand up so she fell asleep in her husband's lap even though there was Mikail in the same car.

"Her...."

"The house is very historic to me. Sometimes I also want to visit and stay there when I miss mami papi" Sofiyah sighed considering that the house was not hers and it was only natural that the house would be used for people in need like her family used to be.

"It may take at least two months to occupy" Basofi said.

"What if I want to go there?" Complaints again.

"This is why it was built into two floors. The bottom for Abah's man later the top for us "

"meaning?" Sofiyah looked at Basofi's face looking down at her.

"The building will be built first little girl..... Let's go there at any time" Babas touched the tip of Aya's tiny nose.

"What?" Basofi seemed to know with the questions his wife wanted to say.

"I had an argument with my brother and he allowed it. For people who will occupy it will be asked to stay in the cottage first"

Aya wanted to ask when she talked about it with Abah and had opened her mouth but stopped because Basofi answered her first.

"So morning after the dawn prayer".

"Makerasiiih..." Sofiyah said with eyes that radiated happiness.

"Nothing is free" Basofi said. "I don't need to thank verbally I want the actual one" He put on a smile while looking down kissing the wife's orange-colored lips.

"Coko never wants to lose?" Aya said while holding her lips that she had just polished with orange lipstick as desired Babas. Every day he had to ask what color lipstick to wear before applying on his lips because it was Basofi's request.

"In this world everyone wants to profit. Who would want to lose. Here, I want to see the guy?" Babas said back to glance at the lips that had just been let out. But this time he could not resist the temptation because Sofiyah bit her lower lip.

He also put his lips together gently until Aya was lulled and forgot that there was a Mikail among them until the sound of his decapitation disturbed the concentration of Mikail who was driving.

"Fucking shiittt!!!!! You can't do it in the room. Oh my baby!!!" He gulped to find that there was a part of his body that started floundering and made his cage become tight.

Sofiyah hit Basofi's arm to release the link of their lips and Basofi chuckled after releasing the sweet lips that became his candlestick. He was satisfied with his wife and satisfied that he had made his friend suffer.

That day they worked as usual. Although Aya's status is still a secretary but defacto Mikail is the one who runs and completes work-related affairs. Almost all is delegated to Mikail who is kind and not arrogant of course with a double salary that can spoil the contents of her savings balance.

Actually Sofiyah had asked to stop but Basofi was not willing if he did not see Sofiyah for a long time. He prefers his wife to spend time in his private room so that at any time he can see her.

Plus he often nausea if eating without seeing his wife's face. As a result he would eat a lot if Aya was by his side. While Aya himself has only experienced changes in excessive appetite and often weak and tired. The new symptoms of nausea are felt this morning, usually never at all.

"Honey.. it's time to go home" Basofi stroked the wife's delicate white cheeks that simply changed position without opening her eyes. Babas gets anxious and immediately steals a kiss from him.

"Ko...." Its length.

"Let's go home in the afternoon! If I don't want to, I'll pounce on you right here right now"

"Smart girl!" Babas rubbed the head of Sofiya who was now sitting with disheveled hair.

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When they arrived at the gate they could see mama walking back and forth anxiously. After arriving and just getting off the vehicle mom greeted with a panicked face and trembling hands.

"Mama why ma?"

He did not answer questions from his son-in-law. Just patted his hands while looking at Basofi who was walking towards him.

"Ko..... Grandpa ko. That's mama-meaning Tata...."

Basofi frowned, "Why Tata?"

"T-data ordinance wants to visit-kekesini....."

"When?"

"Sunday tomorrow. How'this?"

Basofi hugged his worried and confused mother.

"Mama calm down ma!. It's still Tuesday. There's still time to prepare everything for the old man"

"Haah!! Your mouth is it! That's your grandfather. That's polite as old people!" Jerk mommy.

" Lagian mama is-there is. The story is only the day after tomorrow why now it is trembling" said Babas who immediately got a blow from his mother.

"You are yes. This is the first time that Tata satang has come here. Mama didn't want to make a mistake" Basofi smiled to find her nervous again.

"That guy hasn't come here in years and suddenly wants to come and see you. Yes aja. Be treated as is. Don't bother me!"

"Well, you're wrong. Instead of getting a solution even perecoki" Now mama is handed a pinch on his arm.

"Admute ouh ma ouh. Sick ma!" Desperate Basofi to seek his wife's attention.

"Don't be pinched ma. This is Fia's husband. This is his grandpa did not accept his father being hurt by his grandmother" murmured Aya while holding his stomach which was still flat but sounded in the ears of the mother.

"Eh?"

Just this time Sofiyah showed a sullen face to her beloved mama making Basofi laugh with joy as if he had won a national level match because this time the wife preferred herself over her mother.

"How dare you get angry with my mam" Daniel who suddenly appeared hugged the arms of the mother and stared intently at his sister-in-law.

"Hush, it can't be nyo! That's polite same cece!" Mama said while hitting Daniel's arm.

"Geekk!!" Sofiyah stuck her tongue out at the sister-in-law while Daniel just sneered while throwing his face to the side.

Basofi grabbed his wife's shoulders and walked behind his mother and half-sister. A thin smile adorned his face without anyone knowing how happy he was with the circumstances that were going on .

He only realized even though his mother was not recognized as a daughter-in-law in the family of father after Daniel who in fact his mother's honey child prefers to live with his mother than with his own parents. Likewise with his father who came home more often than to return to his second wife. In one month maybe only two to four times his papa does not appear at home mama.