MY HUSBAND STROKED BUT DID NOT DIE
Chapter 4 NEMPEL KEEP KAYAKING STAMPS

After my introduction and meeting and the first Arka mas, at the counter where I worked, our relationship grew closer.

Mas Arka so often visit the counter just to buy a quota or look at new products. If my boss says, it's just Arka's wits, so I can get closer to me.

At break time, sometimes he takes me to lunch. Feeling familiar with the boss of the store owner, Arka mas so a little free to take me out.

Sometimes it's a little late to go back to the store. If asked by my boss, he would just grin.

"You're never young, boss" is always the answer.

"Young young bro, but don't take my employees away too kalii" then they'll laugh together.

I just smiled looking at the interaction of the two companions, who seemed to be very familiar.

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Tonight this week, Mas Arka wants to ask me out. We have not officially dated. I want to, instead of being at home.

After the store, I immediately prepared. I was busy choosing the clothes I was going to wear. I was confused which one to wear. Because honestly, I don't have a lot of good clothes.

The clothes I wear, that's it. I never thought about having a dress for a date. Because I haven't been on a date in my whole life either.

When we were dating Doni, we never dated. Our only meeting was at school. Even if Dion wants to meet outside school, most play all day at my grandmother's house.

My grandmother never let me go. Especially with a male friend. And Doni wants to understand that. We know we are underage. Always order my grandmother.

After getting the clothes that I thought fit, I immediately went to the little dresser in my room. I smeared a little powder and lipgloss. I rarely get dressed.

Mostly when going to work. That's not even my cement. They mostly dress up like people going to gigs, and wear skirts that are far above the knees.

Fortunately, the bosses, did not demand me to look like them. Just be yourself, said the boss.

I heard the sound of a car stopping in my yard. I walked over to open the door.

I gaped at the appearance of Arka's mas. With blue jeans and a plain white shirt, plus a hat on his ship. He looks really handsome.

"Hey.malah gawking" he said, casting my gaze. I smiled and let him in first.

I went into my room to get my little bag. Remember the appearance of the cool Arka mas abis, making my confidence decrease.

I also looked at myself in a mirror that was not too big, in my room. Do I deserve to go with Arka? my question is in my heart.

Ah, it's barin. Bodo period if anyone thinks, I do not pantes ama mas arka. We're not dating. We just want to walk. Arka calls it a date.

I also immediately came out of my room. And walk towards the living room.

"You walk now, do I want to make you a drink first?" my many. Mas Arka immediately got up from his seat.

"Come on's. Let's go" he replied, grabbing my hand for a hold. I brushed it off slowly.

Mas Arka who understood that I was risi, let me walk behind him. I forgot to lock the door.

Arriving at the car, Arka opened the car door for me.

The car drove, splitting the streets quite crowded. Take a Sunday night. Many people want to hangout or just enjoy the city crowd at night.

"Who do you live with at home?" ask Arka, open the conversation.

I replied, I live alone. My father and mother have long since died.

There was so much she asked me about my life. I answer what is.

I thought, I better be honest about my life. Before our relationship got closer. I don't want to, he'll be disappointed after knowing all about me and my family.

Even though I feel, I'm kegeeran. Feels like Arka's gonna shoot me.

That's not it either. Let the Arka come near me, think again a thousand times. I'm just an orphan. Who have no inheritance of seven derivatives.

I'm always self-conscious. That's why I never intended to date. Enough Doni that once filled my heart. And it turns out, that Doni's parents don't like that I have a serious relationship with his son.

Maybe that's why, Doni was lectured in another far-off city. Let's not see me again.

We finally got to a cafe. Mas Arka invited me into the cafe. After parking the car.

I, who had never been to such a place, was a bit awkward as well. Seeing so many young couples, being affectionate. Some even kiss.

On here. In public places. Are they ashamed to see people? My inner.

I asked Arka, why did we come in here. His answer really surprised me. It turned out that it was right at my house, the boss I worked for, asked Arka to follow him here.

He's in the VIP room. Me and the Ark were immediately welcomed in by a waiters, who happened to pass by.

As soon as the door opened, I saw my boss sitting next to a woman, who I knew was his wife.

My boss's wife is pregnant. He said, they came here because his wife cravings to this cafe. That's why mas boss, ask mas Arka come here to accompany.

There-there was a cravings. People want to eat young mangoes, this even cravings to the cafe.

Where do you want to go to the cafe again. A cafe that only has people going out. I just watched it when I came in.

Good thing Arka immediately brought me into this room. So my eyes are not contaminated with indecent scenery.

Mas Arka ordered food and drinks for me. I was told to choose myself, but I didn't understand the names of the food. Afraid of choosing wrong. It's a shame if later even not eat it.

We also talked about ngalor. What is discussed. Understand this is a free area. Not in the store, be careful when you talk. Fear of disturbing customers.

While enjoying my order, I chatted with mba Siska, the wife of the boss. He's a lot of talk too. I thought judes. If it's in the shop, he rarely talks.

Mas Arka offered me food again, because it was fun to chat, it did not feel like snacking.

"Cie.kayaknya attention really nih" ledek mas bos on mas Arka. The one that is glued only grin, while shifting his seat closer to me.

"Nempel terooos..kayak stamps"