MY HUSBAND STROKED BUT DID NOT DIE
Chapter 22 SURPRISE WHAT ELSE?

Ever since her husband came home, Yola has rarely visited me. Maybe she was busy serving her husband. I also feel bad if I play there often.

Fortunately my habits, hitchhiking lunch at his house, have been reduced. So I can take care of myself for lunch at home.

Like this afternoon, I intend to have my own lunch. I ordered the food from the app. Because today I'm not in the mood to cook. The vegetable was not passing. Looks like vacation.

While waiting for my food order to come, my door knocked. I immediately opened it. Yola and her husband came.

They came to bring me lunch. They had lunch with me at my house. It was like a windfall.

I immediately prepared a plate to move the food. Assisted by Yola. Then Yola arranged four dishes on the table.

Aren't we just the three of us? Why did Yola arrange four plates?

I haven't had time to ask, you know Arka appeared from the front. I was surprised, because Arka does not usually come home at lunchtime.

He who is crazy for work, will definitely choose to order food online, rather than having to go out of the office, looking for food. Lunch at home is not possible.

But now, he was already standing in front of me. With eyebrows raised many times, teasing me.

Why the hell since Deni's return, Yola's husband, I feel like life is full of surprises? Apparently, Deni likes to make others surprised.

Not only Deni mas, but also Arka mas, my husband. Why does he keep following along? Before, if you want to do anything, you must say the same to me.

"Are you home yet?" tanyaku plain.

"Why? Don't like to go home fast? Come back again" threatened Arka. I'm pouting. Not that time either, I mean.

Then we took our own sitting positions. I took the plate in front of the Arka mas, and filled it with rice and some food.

While we were chatting, enjoying the food, my food order came. So more and more of our food. Mas Arka himself had also brought food, which he bought a thrue drive.

I am really satisfied with this lunch. With my husband and best friend.

After eating, Deni invited us to a honeymoon. Do you want a honeymoon to hijack me and Arka mas?

"Double honeymoon's. Well, do you agree ladies?" ask Deni to Yola and me.

Why was it just me and Yola that were asked? Or maybe Deni and Arka mas have planned it? Do they want to make another surprise?

Yola and I looked at each other. We both smiled. Who refuses to take a Honeymoon?

We are welcome to choose where the honeymoon is. I, because considering my content that is still several months, have not dared to travel too far. So I chose to go to Jogja.

Besides not too far away, there is also not too crowded. The city is still beautiful. Residents are friendly. That's what I read on the internet a lot. Because I've never been there either.

Actually, there was a family from my father who lived there. But because our relationship wasn't very good, so we never visited him.

Even when my parents died, not a single family from my father's side came. My father was wasted.

Good thing you have a mother and I love her so much. But unfortunately, I can't be with my mom and dad anymore. God loves them more.

"Hey, how about daydreaming?" yola's voice surprised me.

"No, I just imagined we'd get there. It must be very fun" I replied origin.

Later afternoon? Why so suddenly? my question is in my heart. I dare not go straight. Ntar refused.

Arka and I immediately went into the room to get ready, after Yola and her husband came home.

Mas Arka dropped the suitcase from the top of the closet. Then we also prepare our needs later, as long as there.

We planned three days there. Because Arka mas can not long stay his work.

Not many clothes that we bring, said Mas Arka, later we can buy batik clothes there. So don't overdo it. Let's not bother going home.

We plan to bring our own car. The car is Arka. Because the distance is not too far away either. And everyone can drive, except me, so they can change.

I asked Mas Arka, about this event. This was the idea of Deni. Arka just complies. After all, during our marriage, we have never had a honeymoon. There is no harm in following.

On the place they also decided. It just so happens that my wish fits into their plan. If not how? My toot.

"Yes in the box. We also have a reservation there" replied Mas Arka.

Owe, it turns out these fathers have prepared everything. Underhand. They like to play in the back.

We don't give them the chance to plan. Mas Arka said, you guys just enjoy it. What matters to you, right?

Yes please, who is not happy to be invited to go for a walk.

Because of the satiety, I yawned many times. So sleepy. I also laid myself on the bed. Mas Arka just let me rest.

While he said he wanted to prepare his car first. Just take our suitcases into the car.

Four o'clock in the afternoon, we were all ready to leave. I see, Yola is very enthusiastic about this event.

I glanced at the face of Deni mas, there is a slight resemblance to Arka mas. Maybe because they're brothers, even if they're cousins. But it's still the same blood.

I looked again at the face of Deni. He smiled at me. Seeing her smile, I felt that there would be many surprises. This guy is fun, but full of mystery.

Maybe because I don't know him very well. It has only been a few days since his return.

But when I first saw her picture in the big frame, in their living room, I also felt like there was a mystery behind her face.

Ah, naw. Maybe it's just my feeling. The proof, both Yola and Arka mas, felt fine.

Yes, if only there was anything, there was the Arka mas, who would always protect me.

Our car started to run through the streets of the city. Mas Deni and Yola sat in front. Deni is driving.

While me and Arka mas, in the middle seat. Back seat for our place of need.

Towards Maghrib, a new journey arrived at a winding road. Slender. Mas Arka also said, why the road growth is quiet. Usually crowded by inter-provincial buses that start out.

In a corner, suddenly our car broke down. Many times try at the stater, still not on fire.

Mas Arka said, it was checked by everyone this afternoon. There's no problem. Why are we suddenly on strike? On the street corners too? And then it was Maghrib.