Aisyah Is Not a Mandul Wife

CHAPTER 44

No need to regret it because it's too late. As the word rice has become porridge. Stay in sprinkled chicken for food, rather than waste to throw away. So also with what has happened to Ais and Hanafi. Although the marriage was just a misunderstanding, but they both tried to accept sincerely so that their marriage was diridhoi by God.

This afternoon after delivering Ais's parents, Hanafi invited Ais to stop by a jewelry store. Hanafi's plan was to buy Ais a ring, because on his wedding day Hanafi did not have time to give Ais a wedding ring.

“We want to do this, Mas?” asked Ais in surprise.

“There's something I want to buy. Come down!”

Ice immediately got out of the car and followed Hanafi's steps to get into the store.

Actually, Ais did not know what her husband was looking for, because Hanafi's eyes were still looking for something to be desired.

“Mas Hanaf looking what the hell? The necklace? The ring? Or what? Let Ais help you find. For mom right?”

“Not for mom, but for you!” hanafi replied without looking at Ais.

“Forku? In what order? My birthday is still a long time, Mas!”

Instantly Hanafi halted his search then looked at Ais while taking a rough breath. “Must wait for your birthday first I bought something? Don't you? Was your husband only going to buy you a present for your birthday? If so, then your husband is stingy!” hanafi Cibir.

Instantly the eyeballs of Ais instantly rounded with width. The ice itself forgets the last time Azam gave a gift to her.

“Mana your hand!”

Ais directly extended her hand to Hanafi.

Unexpectedly Hanafi immediately released a ring that had been coiled on his ring finger making Ais wide. “Mas Hanaf want to sell our wedding rings? Knock the ring has a mother, Mas!” ice protest with wonder.

“Who wants to sell too? I just want to buy you a ring, because of our impromptu wedding, so I haven't had time to buy you a ring. Although being late is nothing, rather than not at all,” comments Hanafi.

Ice swallowed his saliva rough. His chest again murmured as it received more attention from Hanafi. Apparently behind its rigid nature, there is a romantic side. Yes, although it still looks stiff.

Hanafi immediately pointed to a ring that seemed to fit in Ais's hand at the shopkeeper.

“Mbak the one!” he told the shopkeeper.

Submissively, the shopkeeper directly took out the ring that Hanafi meant. “This, Mas.”

“Thank you.”

Hanafi's lips instantly lifted wide when a ring had been successfully paired on Ais' finger. So did Ais who felt amazed by the ring that had been coiled on her finger.

“Which way, you like?” tanya Hanafi wanted to know.

The head of Ais nodded slowly. “Iya, Mas. I like.”

Because Ais has matched his choice, Hanafi immediately released the ring that had been coiled on the ring finger of the wife to be checked and paid first.

However, suddenly Ais was surprised by the amount Hanafi had to pay. Ice never thought that such a small ring was so expensive. Hanafi had to spend a hundred million for a small ring.

“Astaghfirullahaladzim, Mas! So expensive! I'm ah, no need to be, Mas!” Suddenly, Ice refused.

“It's nothing, Ice! You don't have to be afraid, my money is enough to pay for it.”

“But it's a waste of money, Mas! The mother's ring is no less good. Ah, I don't want to!”

“But I want to, Ais! Be quiet with your husband!”

Ais could not persuade Hanafi to abandon his wish and still buy the ring at a very fantastic price.

Whether to be happy or sad when the hundred million ring comes back around on the ring finger before his right It feels like nagging on and on, when the hundred million money is thrown away.

“That's our wedding ring. Ring has mom save it!”

There was no rejection from Ais, she immediately kept the ring that belonged to her mother-in-law who was given to her on her wedding day yesterday.

“Now what do you want to buy? Our ass is sweet here?” ask Hanafi.

“I don't want to buy anything else, Mas. Mending now we go home to see the Jalu.”

“But it seems like no fun, deh! How about we go to the supermarket to buy vegetable stock,” Hanafi's advice.

“Yes I've done it, Mas.”

After getting a deal, Hanafi immediately ran his car to go to a nearby supermarket. However, just as he was about to get into the car Hanafi's eyes caught a figure so familiar to him.

“Iza,” murmured slowly.

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