Not I'm Taking Him
Reconnaissance Dika

"Darling, I'll tell you what time we go to the doctor's office". Thunder Sayings.

This morning he was excited to go to work. His smile never disappeared from dawn.

He who sleeps fast overnight while hugging his wife, before dawn is very fit for bed sports.

They do it with relaxation and a feeling of pleasure, so that bed sports feel more relaxed.

With a fresh body as well as a burning spirit, they did not stop calling out the name of the couple affectionately.

"Yes bang. I will go to work later. Bored at home". Gita.

"good. Be carefull". Thunder Sayings.

Kiss his wife's forehead, and Gita greets her husband.

And they work at their jobs.

By noon Guntur reported that this afternoon they had not been able to go to the obstetrician's practice.

Since patients used to sign up from the morning, the possibilities are already full for the day.

"We'd better be Monday or Tuesday, baby. We'll go to grandma's house tomorrow.

Maybe we'll stay there, 'cause after Sunday I'm off". Thunder Sayings.

"Good bang. I'm coming". Gita.

As planned after the party. Because Thunder's parents invited a large family to gather at Thunder's grandfather's house.

His house was not far from the house of Thunder's parents.

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"That's three days why they haven't given you the latest news yet!". Said Dika.

Now Dika is sitting casually on the balcony of his apartment.

This weekend he was lazy to go out. She had fun in the nightclub last night until she returned to her apartment at dawn.

But this morning he couldn't fall asleep, even though his head was a little dizzy.

"Sucks. Info about Gita only they can not. I was just looking for his year.

I'm going to the police dormitory. To find out". Said Dika.

Then she went to take a shower, and took a little bath. To get rid of dizziness in his head.

"It's best to use the mitor. Let's follow him if by chance meet". Mumbled Dika.

By noon Dika came out of his apartment. This time he was on a motorcycle.

Matic motor.

The distance from Dika apartment to polosi dormitory is about fifteen minutes. A little relaxed while riding his bike.

Arriving in front of the gate of the police dormitory, Dika stood across the street. To monitor.

"Where am I standing to stake out huh. Going to the dormitory, I can't.

Strict care by picket". Mumbled.

"Ah, I just eat there.

When I saw the street stalls across from the gate of the police dormitory. Because across the street on the left there is a sports ground and a playground.

There is a football field, a basketball court, a volleyball court there are also some game tools.

There is also a walk around the field, for residents to jog or bike.

There are many shops and shops there. Food stalls are also hangout stalls.

And also entered the right stall facing the gate of the dormitory.

To look directly at the gate. He'll be able to see Gita out or into the dorm.

"Order coffee and fried rice buk". Uhar Dika's.

He felt hungry because of the smell of food in this food stall.

Dika sat facing out, staring at the gate of the police dormitory.

While eating food, he occasionally stared at the gate of the dormitory.

Several times cars and motorbikes came in and out of the dormitory. But he didn't see Gita.

"It's impossible for Gita to get out of the car either". Mumbled.

It's been almost two hours since Dika sat there, watching the ones coming in and out of the dormitory.

But there's nothing she saw Gita.

"Is this week not out?. Ordinary police wives go out for a jog.

Am I late for lurking. He could have gone out early in the morning and been home". Mumbled in the heart.

Dika was upset himself. I forgot it was almost noon.

He's getting ready to leave. But to stand up. Because I saw some women wearing sports clothes coming out of the dorm.

And with luck they headed to the stall that was sitting.

"May there be a Gita among them. They must be the wives of the police who just finished sports". Think Dika.

Getting closer, Dika did not see any Gita among the six women.

Dika was a little disappointed.

I wish there was a Gita. But there's no.

The six women in uniform sat to the left of Dika. They ordered food to the shopkeeper.

From their conversation Dika believes they're the wife of the police. Because some of them called the name of the husband of the woman.

"I'll ask them". Said determinedly.

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