Wife Candidate for My Husband
part 5's
If the rain cannot be friendly with the wind, why am I not friends with honey which is always considered bitter by those who never want to accept it?
If the earth cannot be close to the sky, why not if I am close to something that they have always thought was like heaven and earth that could never be together.
If only the moon and stars could not be together at one time, why not if I was able to be together at all times with what they always say, that the two can not be together every time.”
Not only are they capable of feeling jealous, I am too. Jealousy will always be in every heart. However, every heart has its own way of conquering that jealousy.
Even a heart that is always protected by love, will be scratched by itself when feeling jealous.
[Msir! I got hired around the house, Ma'am. Can I work tomorrow?]
A message came in from an unknown number. But I know who sent it. Delia! Yes, it was definitely Delia.
[Alhamdulillah if so, tomorrow you go home!]
[Good, Ma'am. Thank you.]
When I fell asleep, a hand was like stroking my jellyfish. A hand whose warmth was familiar to me, which every night melted my sleep because of his warm embrace.
“Hm!” On purpose, I turned my body to face him. I was a little bit stubborn.
“If you want to be kissed just say it, no need to pretend like that, Dek.”
The deg!
Could Wawan be a psychic? Why did he know I did it on purpose. The face that was all cold, turned red, hot from embarrassment.
“Ciye! His face was so red, Dek.” It continues to deliberately tease me.
“Sensitive!” I replied while keeping my body away from her.
“The story is crashing, huh? If you love this, would you not?”
Still upset, I did not answer.
“Took here, Deck. If not seen would be sorry.”
***
Stretching his hands while occasionally rolling his eyes. That is how Mas Wawan to make me melt like ice cream that melts due to exposure to sunlight. Melted instantly.
Although the person seems quiet, not much talk and calm. But he can always make me feel embarrassed.
Tonight the sky looked cloudy, not a single star was shining. Could it be that the sky knows that my heart is also cloudy tonight? Thinking about what will happen in the future, while Mas Wawan did not know what exactly happened.
"Lingers!"
I remember what was behind the gift and the lingerie. Why don't I remember to ask Mas Wawan.
"Do I wake up? Nay! Kasian, his face looks tired from a long day at work." I pare to wake Mas Wawan, I better ask tomorrow.
***
As per our agreement, Delia has already started work this morning. My time to accompany Mas Wawan more, before he left for the office.
"Later if there is something you do not understand, just ask the same Ma'am, yes!"
"Yes, Mother. Later if something goes wrong, remind me too, yes, Ma'am," replied Delia.
Our house is not too broad, it just has an upper floor that is on average filled with unused items. So, it's a little hard to clean it up.
For work, I never make a fuss. The important thing is that the house is clean and neat. The most important thing is trust.
"Dad! Go to work first, yeah. Take good care of yourself! Assalamualaikum."
"Waalaykumussalam's chat. Good luck to the destination, Mas."
The most important thing in our household is to pray for each other. For more, we always introfection ourselves according to what mistakes we have done. Whether it's a trivial or serious problem.
Both sides of our family never interfere with anything that happens in the household. Both parents of Mas Wawan typical who set. So did my parents.
