Loving the Mafia
Keys
"Why pick me up? Said sleepy?" Chesy glanced at the face of Cazim who was nearby.
"The pig told me to."
"Oh, I also know you wouldn't have picked me up if it wasn't for another insistence. It was as if we knew that your actions were troubling me. And the husband who troubles the wife his affairs will not be paved by God. Good fortune and any business. When the wife's heart is hurt, the husband will be hardened in all things by God."
Cazim glanced at the face on that side of his face. Then he rolled his eyes. "You're the one who asked me not to consider you, right?"
Chesy got a check. At first it was so. But Cazim did not know that things had changed.
"I know you don't like my existence, and if there's someone else who's more deserving, you won't ask me for help either." Cazim puts Chesy's body into the front garden chair of the house.
"Kok, over here?" ask Chesy.
"Straighten your legs!" Cazim lifted one of Chesy's legs and straightened it into the long chair. He sat down in the chair and began to massage his legs.
"Well, why is it sorted?"
"You said sprained. Must be treated to heal quickly. I've done this before on your back that night, and you're cured thanks to the order of my hands aren't you? Then don't doubt my ability in this matter."
"Yes, I understand. But I mean my sprained leg is not the right, but the left. Why should the right be ordered?" Chesy grin.
Cazim face direct plate. He lowered his right leg and replaced it with the left leg now in his lap. He started to pull that leg.
The touch by touch of Cazim's hand at Chesy's feet gave a great vibe that flowed all the way to the heart. How thrilling.
"Thank you for poking me!"
"Why just now say that?"
"Well, isn't it just now?"
"I don't think you're amnesiac. I used to do it and you're mad at me, right?" Cazim keeps on frowning.
"Oh. Another one now. I'm sure you must know the laws of nature about weather changes, it can come to rain when the heat is scorching. Likewise, someone can suddenly reconcile after feeling very angry."
Cazim clamped the tip of Chesy's nose. "Sokay great!" The man then left the chair.
"Is this the massage done?"
"It." Cazim continued to step into the house. And passed Jonah at the door. I don't know when Jonah was there.
"Abi's happy to see you and Chesy get along. Hopefully over time Chesy will be a good woman," said Yunus made Cazim scratch the scratchy neck.
Chesy was glad he was back to walking. His sprained leg was healed. Cazim is indeed good at pijit messengers.
***
With a smile, Chesy put the food on the dining table.
"Tumben, Non Chesy cook. Bibik's been cooking non?" ask Bik Party with a wry smile.
"Once-time, Bik. This is me making an omelet."
"Special for a husband, huh, Non?"
"Bibik knows it."
Bik Parti Puj smiled and passed away when she saw Cazim appear. The man pulled up a chair and sat down.
"Abi's gone, huh?" ask Cazim. "Cock not breakfast?"
"Yes, abi has gone to be picked up by a mosque teenager. There's business" replied Chesy. "I'm cooking for you. Eat yes!"
Cazim shakes the side dishes on the table. Then shake. "I eat out."
Chesy's disappointed. He had struggled to cook omelet so as not to burn, but Cazim even refused it. Struggle in vain.
"This is my first omelet that does not burn. You're a chip!" chesy.
Cazim.
"Yes already." Chesy bent her face. But then he smiled again and said, "Thus you will take me to school." At the moment Chesy wants to be alone with Cazim. Being sent by her husband to work is a pride for her.
"You can ride your own bike!" Cazim stood up while answering the phone as the flat object rang.
And Chesy briefly saw the name Dusk on Cazim's phone screen.
"Yes? Okey. Sure do. I'll drive you now." Cazim walked out of the dining room.
Twilight? Cazim refuses to take Chesy to school and instead wants to take Dusk? Where are they going?
Chesy chased after Cazim who stopped the phone and the man walked towards the motorbike that was parked in the yard. The man got on a motorcycle and wore a helmet.
"Mas, where are you going? Why Dusk?" Chesy picked up the key that was stuck in the bike.
Cazim looked at Chesy flat. "What are you doing? Give me the keys!"
Seriate....
Give gifts let the spirit yes...
This bad mood. More fever so updates little. Sorry!