Be My Wife

Be My Wife
Red-red


“Huaaa!! Bang Ian!!” retha shouted from inside the bathroom. He stared at the red patches around his neck that were unintentionally visible while buttoning up his shirt while looking in the mirror. Out of curiosity he reopened the buttons of his other clothes, Retha made gaping made. Not only the neck area turned out to be red patches that spread to his chest.


“Bang Ian really did! Because Bang Ian Nih!” his gerrick. He hurriedly came out of the bathroom and overtook Adrian who was busy preparing breakfast. This morning the man was so carefree in the kitchen, even just cooking while humming indistinctly, maybe the effect of getting pure milk last night. Although it did not reach its final destination because Retha was still flooded, he was quite happy.


“Abang!!”


“What dear? Don't cry me out here, you don't have to shout I can cry too. Shouted kayak semalem aja, meldu.” Adrian Ledek. His favorite sound last night really makes him happy, like a supporter who provides support to players who are competing, making him more passionate even though the edges can not finish.


“Bang Ian don't have to suck!” annoyed Retha, “see Abang's behavior!” Retha unbuttoned her top uniform.


“Woy lo why!” Adrian reflex threw out the spatula he used to stir fry nais carelessly. He approaches Rethah before the girl unbuttons another button.


“Don't open this hour, go to school don't drink milk. Malem is safe, if now we can not bablas school.” Adrian holds back the hand of Retha who is still holding her shirt.


Retha glared at him, then pinched Adrian's hand. “Bang Ian perverts! Who wants milk! Her mind kept milk!”


“Not it was malem lo also like? Well uh ah everything, that's nothing yet. Half way is also not dear.” Adrian blinked one eye.


“Bodo really want half way what a quarter way!” ketus Retha's.


“Don't be misuh-misuh that, tomorrow I give you full vitamin if you've not flooded.”


“Abang!”


“What's dear?” adrian answered softly. “What's hm?” reworked.


“See this red-red! This is because of Bang Ian.” Retha pouted while showing red patches on her neck.


“Ngot Just here Bang, here too-


“Do not open! I know, besides, I made it. So I know the red-red where aja.” Adrian Sela.


“Tomorrow I don't want any more, there's a trace. My skin is not smooth anymore, patterned. Sebel.”


“Hey can't do that. It should be repeated so that the former ilang.”


“Iya. Just believe me.” said Adrian.


Ck! Adrian clucking wiry. “Basic plain already have bini. No one would think it was a contagious disease. Less education for boys.” Adrian batin.


“Pakein regular ointment lo oles-oles to the face aja ntar also cover no look anymore.” Adrian advises, “lagian necked Just a little kok.”


“Salep?”


“That's the usual lo totol-totles to the face abis it polished-olese keep your face so more glowing it loh.”


“Chusion the Bang is not an ointment!”


“It is just that. Eh lo nyium the smell of a scorch is not it?” tanya Adrian, “ya pardon my fried rice.” Adrian ran to the stove and turned it off.


Retha caught up with her, “lagian cook left behind!”


“This is because of lo nih, early in the morning to the kitchen make a fuss.”


“Gara Bang Ian lah. if not because of the former excessive Bang Ian vitamin also I will not nyamperin here.


“Iya-iya deh wrong Brother.” Adrian relented, rather than a storm and ended he could lose not get chocolate milk again.


“We have breakfast on the road only deh.” He continued, wiping the top of Retha's head.


“No breakfast on the road Bang.”


“Well how? The fried rice is burnt. You want to eat fried rice. Anyway ntar we breakfast on the road, I'm afraid you are hungry if not breakfast first.”


“Just don't want breakfast on Banga Ian street. Danger!”


“Danger why? I choose the hygienic ones. Usually also not picky lo food, why suddenly complicated anyway?”


“Who is also picky Bang food? I mean I don't want to eat on the road afraid of being hit by a vehicle, I want to eat it on the side of the road, if Bang Ian wants on the road well please I really don't want to follow, I want to follow, not ready for the afterlife.” Retha stuck out her tongue scoffing, then ran into the room.


“Retha!!”


“Luckily dear, if not already I pites dah it bocil!”