My Teacher's Husband's Id
Part 58 ~ Bad Mood

"Mom, cry?" ricky asked as he felt the shirt he was wearing suddenly wet.

"Where am I not trying? It's been worrying me all night. Go in the morning, go home in the morning without news, any wife would be restless, Mas," muttered Keisha still hugged Keisha quite tightly. Tears continue to fall without being asked. Anxiety wanted to curse the husband yesterday, lost because of fear.

"Worry? You don't suspect me?" ask Ricky again.

Keisha shakes his head. He hugs her and looks up to look at Ricky's handsome face.

"Why should I be suspicious of the same, Mom? I was once kidnapped by Mahesa. My phone can't be reached like Iky's. I'm afraid that Mas's car will be damaged on the road or an accident" Keisha said with a manyun lip.

"Sorry to worry Bubu." Ricky ruffled Keisha's hair. He bowed to kiss his wife long enough. He felt guilty for having to make Keisha wait without giving any news first.

"I'm angry, I don't want to go to school today."

"No, it's the same at home." Ricky took Keisha straight to the room. He didn't want his wife to get angry and end up getting yelled at for a few days.

Ricky lays Keisha on the bed, while she goes into the bathroom to clean herself up. Afterwards approached the wife whose hair was in disarray.

"Where's mas? Why didn't you come home last night? You know, I'm dark myself" said Keisha. His head rests on the husband's shoulders. Lately she has always wanted to be spoiled by her handsome husband.

"In the office, not coming home because of the flood, I have a lot of work to do. This is the last thing I'm gonna make you wait."

"Promise?" Keisha looked at Ricky.

"Promise Bubu dear."

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The sound of squealing or just talking continues to be heard in the school corridor, because the new break bell rang a few minutes ago. Aurin who was in class came out and sat on the terrace alone. He is lonely without the presence of Keisha who does not come to school, even though they agree to take a walk when they go home later.

Aurin was shocked when she felt something cold touch her cheek. The girl's smile expands to see who the perpetrator is.

"Alone, why not go to the cafeteria?" tommy asked, sitting one meter away from Aurin. It's very different, isn't it? In the past the man will stick like glue to his lover, now even keep his distance, even though the wedding day has been determined by their parents.

"Lazy, there's no Keisha."

"Uumm, I actually know something about Mr. Ricky, but afraid Keisha even misunderstood and quarreled with her husband," said Tommy did not feel good.

A slip-up about Ricky's past makes Tommy feel guilty, especially if he reports what he saw last night.

"Why?"

"No, what if we go to the cafeteria? I'm paying for it?" have Tommy distract Aurin. Luckily the girl was unsuspecting and followed Tommy towards the cafeteria.

"Hands on hands, can't you?" chirps Tommy.

"Huh?"

"Hand hands" repeated the man. Without saying a third time, he grabbed Aurin's hand after coating her with a handkerchief.

The two are in love, so whatever they do always feels very sweet, in contrast to Keisha and Ricky who are in the room. After making up with her husband, Keisha's resentment surfaced because she remembered Tommy's words about Ricky's past.

"Said Ricky was a playboy? Do you like changing couples? Don't-don't I'm the first body-tasting, Mas!" todong Keisha to her husband who was enjoying a cup of coffee.

"It-it ...."

"Honest answer!" firmly Keisha.

"Yes, but it was, Bub. Now I love you just the same, seriously."

"Lied!"

"Really, Honey. Where have I ever lied to you?"

Keisha stared at the husband. "Alright if you still like to change until now. I cut the mas sword, keep me satay and ...."

"Pretty Sweetie! I was horrified to hear it," said Ricky quickly. Smothering Keisha's mouth so as not to throw terrible threats.

"Iky's hands stink, don't hold 'em." Jerking Ricky's hands fast. Get out of the room because you feel so sick. It felt like she wanted to slap her husband in the face, but had no idea what Ricky was doing. Keisha gets upset every time she sees her husband's face.

"Ish, how is my mood bad every time I say the same sir Iky?" gerutu Keisha who was in front of his house.

The girl's gaze was fixed on the black car parked in front of the house. There's a blood patch on the hood of the car on the right.

"Mas Iky! Come here quickly!" yelled Keisha, making Ricky who had just come out of the bathroom, then headed to the balcony and looked at his wife who was in front of the house with a waistline, like a mistress who would rampage at her bodyguard.

"Why, Bub?" ricky asked from the balcony.

"Bab-bub-bab-tub. Get down here, Mas's spit!" Keisha waved his hand, making Ricky rush down without wearing a cover on his upper body, so the seductive muscles looked so beautiful the person who enjoyed it.

"The fury mulu from earlier, not tired hm? Or going for a walk?" Ricky immediately hugged Keisha from behind, resting his chin on the wife's shoulder without caring the girl was upset.

"That's why the hood of the car has blood? Do you break people or what?"

Ricky's eyes immediately squinted, looking for the bloodstains that Keisha meant. Ah shit, he missed something so had to answer his suspicious wife's question.

"An-anu, Bub, all-night I-I, it's paint stains not blood. Why has Bubu been so sensitive lately? I think it's a glaring mistake every second."

"Well?" Keisha flipped her body. "Kok mas recriminate that anyway? Is it wrong that I am the same? No, I just don't want to be honest."

"Keisha?"

"I'm going to mamah's house, same sir Iky is upset mulu." The girl walked into the house, just picked up a cell phone and cardigan then returned to the terrace. Passed her husband without saying goodbye first.

Maybe it's good Keisha is not close to Ricky for a while, because the mood is always bad every time you talk to your beloved husband. Along the way to her father-in-law's house, Keisha keeps silent in a taxi. She doesn't understand her feelings, and she has trouble controlling her anger.

"I must have pissed Iky off. Sorry," he muttered, staring at the photo of Ricky being the wallpaper of his phone. "Happy really, Mas? But nyebelin."