YOUNG WIFE

LECTURE SCHEDULE

“Belepotan,” said.

I glanced at him sharply. Parried immediately his hand that had been perched in the corner of my lips are still a virgin tinting this.

Nineteen years old, I maintain the touches of the opposite sex. Come om-om even play hold-hold as he pleased!

“I can clean by myself. Yuk ah he said to anterin me to campus.”

Aiman looked at me confused. But then he ended it by nodding his head like a chicken.

“Ya change clothes already there.”

I also brought Gala along and to change her clothes as well. Aiman waited in the living room to finish his ice cream.

After changing clothes, we went to this famous campus in Indonesia. The campus that can be addressed with this krl, has a faculty that is so complete and well-known. As a village boy, of course, I am proud to be able to enter here. So I noted in my future plans that I should be able to graduate from here even though I am married. Four years I will try to finish college and live with this one child widower.

“This school mama?” chirp Gala when we just got to the main parking lot of the campus.

I chuckled at the school Gala said that.

“Iya. Gede right?”

“Iya bige.”

“Will be home at what time?” connect Aiman who refuses to get off his bike.

“Ya don't know yet. Later if you are finished can go home alone kok.”

“Emang you poult the way?” ask Aiman underestimating.

“Yes siplah. If you don't later cheat on me again,” I quipped. The insinuated even cengengesan.

“Like very fond of people –“

“Kan really, right?”

“Phone aja. Later I invite all of us shopping for home needs,” invite him. I agree with his idea.

Without wanting to linger, I rushed into the campus to re-enroll. Gala was seen waving her hand seeing me about to go inside then her papa turned on his motor matic and left the parking lot.

Up inside, I was like a dust grain. I was lost and didn't know the way home. The place is so wide and there are many entrances and exits. Already pay attention to the map I still stray to other faculties. Because of the shame of asking later even perverted on the road, I also forced myself to ask people randomly.

One of them is the one who's going through me. I hope he's a good man who'll give me a lead, amen.

“Kak sorry. Numpang ask a minute.”

He dude. Wearing a bright brown checkered shirt as an outer. The styles of the current campus children in Jakarta, of course, the person I was holding his steps was also that cool. He has glasses and looks good. I hope I didn't choose the wrong person to ask the way.

“Iya, why yah?”

“Gini brother, I've been muter-muter daritadi but did not meet this where,” ask me half a dozen.

This guy I asked took the map paper I've been carrying. After watching her carefully, she then looked at me for a moment.

“You Maba Interior Architecture?”

“Iya sis! Today want to re-list.”

“Come with me. Coincidentally this is going there.”

“Kakak is also in AI faculty?”

The guy who turned out to have a ginsul on his left tooth nodded while smiling at me. Stunned me for a moment because she looks so sweet.

“Iya.”

“Alhamdulillah finally. Thanks brother for usherin.”

“Sama-sama.”

Arriving there are already waiting to receive re-enrollment of new student candidates. And I just finished the registration and just waited for the schedule to enter the campus on the first day of acceptance later. Here I got the credits I chose and then the famous yellow alma mater dress. Unknowingly I hugged and kissed the proud suit of this famous university. I immediately put it on and took a photo with him. Because it's too cool, I didn't know that the guy who drove me was still there. He approached me who was alone.

“Udah done?”

“I-iya brother. Thank you, brother. If there is no sister I will stray everywhere.”

“Iya. Studying diligently later well.”

I held my two thumbs up to him. And oh yeah, I forgot to ask him this.

“Sorry brother, if I may know whose name? I'll buy coffee sometime.”

At first he refused my offer. But after I persuaded him in such a way he finally wanted to mention his name and accepted my coffee drink earlier.

“Rendi. Call aja Rendi. If you?” he said as he extended his hand to shake hands.

“Mela. Hello yes brother.”

Again his ginsul and smile distracted me. Ah if I were single, I would have approached this upperclassman. Unfortunately you've been tied up by om-om sompret's Mela. Remember yourself when it belongs to someone!

Successfully going through the difficulty of finding a class on my own, I was finally able to go home quietly. After calling Aiman, soon the police came to pick him up. But this time not on the bike he just bought, but with a car.

I opened the door while glancing at him confused. Gala is seen sitting in the back seat playing with her beloved doll.

“Kok use car?”

“Can we do some shopping. How was it on campus?”

“OK hell.”

“Not stray though?” ledek.

Damnit damnit! Like, Aiman does have the skill of reading people's minds. Why does he always make me helpless?

“Striest certainty –“

“Iya yes. I think you are very happy to be cheatedek.”

Aiman laughed like he had no burden to live. He then started his car and drove it slowly to the main road.

After the conversation, there was nothing else we talked about. I daydreamed while watching the crowded streets. While Gala in the back is still cool with toys and snacks. Sometimes I also harassed him until Aiman reprimanded me because he was about to take a call. I sat quietly and observed the road beside me again. While Aiman there looks very serious with his phone that has always rang.

“Waalaikum greetings,” replied Aiman gently. But still his face hardened seriously.

“There. Gala behind again main.”

Hearing his father's words, Gala immediately stretched her body forward to listen.

“Pa! pa! that's Susan's mom yeah?”

I glanced in surprise. So who was talking to Aiman was his ex-wife? They still in touch?

“Iya. Gala want to talk to mama?”

“Mau! Mau!” said Gala spirit.

Aiman then gave him the airpod that he had worn on the son of his puppet. After that, Aiman glanced at me with his flat face.

“Susan is Gala.”'s mother

I'm speechless. I don't know why I feel uncomfortable with the way I tell me.

“Oh,” my answer is short.

Why should I be upset, Dad? Moreover, heard Gala talk a lot with his ex-wife Aiman. As a result, during the trip, I just kept quiet while listening to Gala tell a story. Moreover, Aiman also said as if the three of them were beside me now.

It's freaky. Why am I not comfortable like this? why am I distracted when Gala and Aiman are busy with their past?