Wife Sah Rasa Kebaban
Story telling.

They have now arrived at the mansion belonging to Chandra aryaguna. Mbok Sariyah who was just about to enter the kitchen, was surprised to see his young master was now in good shape. There were only a few wounds that had started to dry on his face. He immediately walked quickly to meet the Lords and Nyonya. However, clearly the one who first got his attention was Ale.

"Young master? Is this really Mr. mambahan?" he said by scanning Ale's appearance from end to end.

"Yes Mbok. This is Aleandara your momongan," said the Mama replied asked Mbok Sariyah.

"It wasn't that this morning Madam said she was moving Den Ale to another hospital. How come?" he said with a confused face.

"Alhamdulillah.Bless Mbok Sariyah Ale prayer is better now. Thanks to Mbok. Now Ale wants to rest first," Ale hurried over while holding his wife's hand towards his room. However, the step must be in place when the tip of the fingers the mother pulled the end of the tshirt.

"What the hell is Ma!" he said try to release the hand of the mother.

"Where's hem going?" said the Mama without letting go of her handrails on Ale's shirt.

Ale rolled his eyes lazily when he saw that the mother was just pretending not to know.

"To Ma's room. Why else, go to sleep,"

"Enak. Don't want to pay off debt first?"

"Duh, Mom. Don't pretend to be tempeh. Ale is really tired right now. Yes tomorrow. Okay?" the door with a face to the mother.

Sabrina will interrupt back. However, the voice of the husband stopped his intention.

"Badan Papa feels pegel all this you know Ma. Pijitin!" he said by stepping up to the second floor to his room did not forget to bring his wife along.

Aleandra smiled with satisfaction. The father turned out to be back to how he was before. Warm and very caring for them all. Hopefully there is no shrimp behind rempeyek.Sang Dad does not need to say if he really understands and cares about his needs as an adult man. Enough with the action and also the invitation sentence that managed to silence the nagging lips of the wife.

"Abang," Aisyah is now combing her hair in front of the mirror. Ale who had first laid his body was inevitably to have to stand back to approach the wife.

"What?" ask her by putting her chin on Aisyah's shoulder.

"You want to hear the story of Abang dong," he said and gently touched the jaw of the husband who now began to grow thin feathers.

"Abang tired darling. Can you not tomorrow?" he said he gave a choice that even got a flick from the wife.

"What a suck!" he said then climbed his bed violently to make a sound of pounding. And now his whole body is covered perfectly by a blanket of feathers.

"Abang belain go home for you Ai. But why is it like this?" he complained by trying to reveal the blanket of the wife, until there was a movement of attraction between the two, until there was a pull between the two,

"No need to grieve Bang! He said he was tired, tired, tired, lethargic, lunglai. Yes, sleep there don't bother me. Tired of knowing!" he was upset by turning his back on Ale.

Aisyah felt that the burly hand had now slipped into her blanket. Dancing here and there. Things that make Aisyah feel uncomfortable.

"The old bujang. The older the worse!" his grunts and Ale pressed his arms around Aisyah's body.

"Abang kangen Ai's. Can you ask for something?"

"No! Dingy. Go to sleep. Not receiving voice calls let alone video calls. Closed up!" he said he was upset and pulled the blanket rough.

"Your staff are with Brother Ai. You are the same Mama. There is no understanding. Same with Papa,"

"The comparison session began, later that Aisyah who compared her brother with other men. Brother was in a coma again like a man in the hospital yesterday," said Aisyah tried to lure her husband to start telling him about the days yesterday.

"Me or Brother?" aisyah chimed in.

"Kok Brother anyway? There is no reason that people who are victims of accidents can cheat,"

"Keep me? Is there a proposition? Every day I look forward to the stranger I thought was my husband. Then the man did not open his eyes. His mistress is like a bang. Cheating same sculpture. Da? What do you think I'm not sane?"

"Kok even scolded Ai. Husband just came home from a tragic accident instead of being greeted with sweetness. Uh, even the accusation is yes,"

Aisyah flashed a hostile look at Ale who was now holding back a smile. He had succeeded in making his wife angry.

"Yes-yes. Brother wrong. Where does the story start?" ask them to bring their bodies closer together.

"Where was the man who was the only victim in my car?"

"Don't know Ai. The brother remembers. Before the tragic incident happened. There was a man who asked for a ride with my brother. He said the car broke down. And after that my brother didn't want any more. It was just a very strong impact that you remember," he said, starting to tell stories.

"Where do you live, who was the same for a few days?"

"When you wake up. Brother was already in a bamboo hut belonging to a farmer Ai," Yes Pak tani bamboo hut with his beautiful daughter who harbored a taste for Ale.

"Bamboo hut? There's no virgin Bang? Must be beautiful and sexy? Hem, I know now,"

"Know what? Want to continue the story? If you know you broke up, it's not radiant,"

"Serus Abang fell in love with his virgin son Pak nolongin Abang right? And the brother who felt indebted wanted to repay the kindness of both. Aye right?"

"You've got a monthly guest from Ai? His emotions eased the explosion of Mount Semeru. There is no rhythm. Go up straight,"

"I'm jealous Bang. Brother really yes. I don't know how worried we are about thinking about my brother who is unconscious from a coma. Brother does not know every day I am always anxious to think about my fate if you suddenly do not remember me again. Then ask"Who are you? You will never know!"

"Yes, that's why I heard the story of Abang. Don't shoot me, baby. We better rest first. You look really tired Ai," Ale carried the wife's body in his arms.

"It's always breaking promises,"

"Now you will not have any more promises," Aisyah raised her head. His brows were perfectly wrinkled which even got a snap of Ale's finger.

"No need to keep wrinkling. Early aging later. Want to be Grandma at a young age?" he said by gently rubbing Aisyah's forehead.

"The promise isn't for me anymore? Is there anything else? Which is better and also bohai?"

"Abang will not promise again. But, then Brother did. That way you won't hurt you again and again,"

"Promise?" Aisyah showed her pinky finger which she greeted with a sweet smile from Ale.

"No promise. God willing, God's destiny is our happy story,"

"Amijin,"

Thank ye. 🥰