TANKER (TTM)
The plague brought me home

Several months passed The outbreak of disease (Virus) in our city is enough to make the economy paralyzed, access roads are restricted, all malls are closed, school children are forced to learn from home.. even my mother in the village told me to temporarily stay in the village.that means I have to part with my husband... And work for a while I can be remote from my mother's house. After all my work is not time bound...

**That night I arrived at my mother's house with my husband..

**This month that coincides with Ramadan is quite a bit of a cure, I also feel. very close to my family..starting from the mother-in-law, her temperament my husband, the woman, the finance and until finally my decision to become a single fighter

**Mother and sister brother who gave up all the decisions to me just ask that I take care of my health.if it hurts.who is difficult.Pity my mother who every day sees me sleeping in anger, he said,the sadness he felt deeply

"Nobody didn't sleep.. " My mother rubbed my head slowly, which made me turn my heck towards her.

"I can't sleep yet, I'm still talking to my friend "My answer calms him down

"Mom watch you sleep a lot at night, who are you calling? " Mother who sometimes likes kepo but in fact he is my confiding friend

"The name of aryangga sir, my friend coffee" As usual I tell in detail who, which person is certainly not the husband of the person who makes my mother quite relieved..

**I almost every day chat, call that makes me quite happy walopun rarely coffee, hang out like in Surabaya..

**When time passed, I got closer until sometimes I felt a deep kangen, beyond the feeling of my kangen to my husband, a simple dream after I finished all my affairs later

**Every night comes, I want it to be early in the morning.I want him to wake me up. But damn it. I don't think I'm expecting too much..

"He's online, why doesn't he chat me?" ask in my heart who makes marketing

"Ahh.Maybe he was talking about work with his friends, but was it until last night" I tried to master my mind by thinking positively

"Or maybe he was talking to another girl, or again chatting with a girl booking transaction" Again I was always thinking about it

**I have tried to think about it and again I myself have broken my assumptions...

but.. am I jealous..?? I'm not who we are, we don't even have a special relationship... Iyah is just a friend.perhaps more precisely "Friends But Friendly"

"you've spoiled "The sound of the message shocked me between 50% of my life between conscious and sleep

"Yet... " My answer is short, I dare not say ...Already .... iyah that ridiculous.just because I was happy to get a message from him..

**I glanced at a little link youtube that was sent to me with him disband emoticons love.It turns out his piano instrument Richard clayderman..Mariage D'amour, I smiled happily without me noticing..

"Hayo boy, sleep game.don't smile at the smile of a mobile phone toy.." And I'm ashamed of my mother...