I Love U Honey's
Don't be Angry, My wife

“So, papa is at the police station now?” Bellova sat next to Abraham on the couch.

“Iya. Papa was taken there today. At first I was worried about my mom and dad, afraid that they would not be able to follow this plan. But, as it turns out, they can, even if they had worried.”

“Hah, really very tiring,” Abraham leaned on the shoulder of the sofa, raised his face staring

sky house.

“Bram, do you want me to flinch?”

“Hm? A tweezer? Can you really?” Abraham looked at Bellova.

“Iya, that time I mijit you too right?”

“Aduh, I forgot, sorry yes,”

Bellova smiled, “Don't apologize for the trivial.”

“Eiitss, suckle me now yes, already dare you yes,” reply Abraham. He was not angry, instead felt funny with the words of his wife who followed the way he spoke.

“Bu. Sometimes, other people think it's a trivial thing, but for those of us who make mistakes, if not to apologize, the heart will not feel calm and continue to be overshadowed by guilt.” Bellova said it. Abraham was not surprised by the words that came out of his wife's mouth. Because a few seconds ago, Abraham could feel that, if he didn't apologize to his wife for forgetting, he would feel guilty.

“You know Love-

“No, I don't know, why?” bellova before Abraham finished speaking. Not because she deliberately interjected, only she was still nervous if sitting alone with her husband.

Abraham sighed, pulling the tip of his lips out of the intercession of his wife.

“Mean heard first Love,”

“I.. yes, i-I

“Stop! Don't apologize again,”

Bellova was silent and did not speak.

“I mean the one, I want to say that when I talk to you, I like.”

Bellova raised her face to look at Abraham.

“Your mind is very broad and not one-sided, always draw, it's in my opinion yes, do not know if according to others. But, sometimes you're so innocent and innocent. Little thing we all know, but it doesn't make you understand or know. Of course it doesn't matter to me. Because I love the way you talk, take a stand, make a decision.” Abraham smiled at Bellova.

“Tuh, why else is your face? Why is it getting red? You feverish? Or... are you ashamed?” even though Abraham knew, he kept taunting his wife. Even rubbed Bellova's reddened cheeks.

Bellova pulled Abraham's hand to stop rubbing his face.

“It was because of my low education, not high like Bram and others.”

“Mm? meaning?”

Bellova stared fixed Abraham, “The small thing for Abraham, Arshinta and Kak Ina, is a big thing for me, because I know nothing.”

Pluck up!

“Haduh, what's the connection anyway? Is it a Math or Physics lesson?” Abraham lay with his head in his wife's lap. Both of his legs were raised on the sofa.

Deg. deg..

Of course Bellova was surprised by Abraham's impromptu action. Though he had taken pains to normalize the color of his face so as not to redden. As if it were being deliberately teased.

“Sometimes, the smart guy is not only seen from his education level Lov. Precisely, out there, the higher his education, he will be more arrogant, even though intentionally or unintentionally. Especially if they are faced with people whose education is far below him, he will act smart and genius. Hah, I've met a lot of people like that.”

“And people like you, they will be more self-aware, self-aware and maintain attitude, although sometimes a little excessive. Fortunately I married you, if I was married to a higher education or the same as me, must be both hard and do not want to give up. Maybe you didn't know my emotions were so high.” While Abraham was silent, Bellova was still seriously listening.

“And after I married you, my emotions were a little controlled, because of your succumbing nature. So maybe, I have no reason to be angry.”

Bellova felt that she was being praised, it made her smile a little while trying to hold her back.

“Love, you said you could mijit right?” Abraham saw Bellova nodding her face.

“My head is dizzy, can be massaged not?” he held her head which was still in Bellova's lap.

Without thinking, Bellova raised both hands to massage the left and right in the area of Abraham's head.

“There are definitely many out there who will make news about papa.”

“Iya, of course there will be.” Bellova Sahut.

“They will think, if papa gets special treatment in the cell. In addition to the Mafia Boss, he is also the son of a police officer and is being held in his own cell.”

“Kan is not just papa who is treated like that.” answers from Bellova that made Abraham open his eyes.

“In addition to papa-in-law, there must also be officials or people who have a lot of money to get special treatment while imprisoned. Some get caught, some don't, even if everyone knows it. And if they know, what can they do?”

Abraham's lips lifted.

“Wah, this is why I like talking to you so much Lov,” Abraham pinched Bellova's cheek slowly.

Moving left and right.

Bellova immediately released Abraham's hand.

“Your logic makes sense. I really like.” Praise Abraham again.

Bellova again seared her husband's head.

“Bram, we should move to the room, you have evaporated from earlier, must have been sleepy.”

“Yes, I'm sleepy,” Abraham woke up.

“Pft,” Bellova holds back laughter.

“Why?” Abraham looked back at his wife.

“Your hair is falling apart,”

“Oh this, yes obviously, you have ruffled it,” he holds his head.

“Iya, because I'm stomping your head.”

“Let's go to the room, you must also be tired, just rest,” invite Abraham to lend a hand.

“You go first, I want to check here first. The room also has me spray anti-mosquito kok.”

“OK, don't stay here long, when it's done, just go to the room,” Abraham go first. Bellova was still standing watching her husband leave first.

There was a part of her husband's words that made her a little confident. His face was red again

remembering the conversation between the two of them.

***

Next morning.

“Bram, can I come to the police station later this afternoon? Bring lunch for you and

for papa?”

“Pft, huhahah, to the police station? What crime report do you want?” Abraham almost choked on eating his breakfast, hearing a funny sentence from Bellova.

“Ekhem, sorry, sorry. After all, your face is very serious when you say it.”

“Bram does work at the police station.”

“Really. What to pick up?”

“Don't, you guys have a lot of work to do. I'll take a taxi online.”

“No, can't. I'll have Venom or Adley pick you up. So you have to stay here until someone comes along. If you don't want to, you can't come.”

“Alright, I'll wait here.”

“Don't be angry ya my wife.”