An Unassumed Marriage

Waiting

Anisa is now ironing upstairs, and occasionally back and forth to the room to store her already neat clothes, after which she prepares for dinner.

"Mother, for this dinner let Anisa cook and also aunt. You don't have to be tired of coming down, later if you're ready to taste good or not taste Anisa's cooking." Anisa said to the mother-in-law who was cutting various vegetables because she wanted to make vegetable lodeh.

"Taste Anisa it does not need to be tasted again, it is definitely delicious. Go up then Mother will just relax in front. While watering the flowers!" said the mother-in-law softly and then she pulled out through the back road.

Anisa saw it with a smile on her lips. Then he cut the vegetables that the mother-in-law had wanted to cut into pieces.

Anisa accompanied by an aunt who was busy too, was making a favorite mentoan tempe Pak Lukman and mother.

So cool is struggling with the cuisine, so Anisa does not hear the sound of Pram's car that has returned home.

Through the front door, Pramana walks with a sling while carrying her briefcase. The right hand pulls and loosens the tie still attached to his neck.

Pramana's lips immediately smiled, seeing Anisa who was struggling in the kitchen and struggling with pans and sodets and kitchen spices. Then he turned to the aunt who was smiling at him and Pramana directly put her index finger on the lips, so that aunt did not make a noise and also pointed towards Anisa who looked like a cooking henchman.

Pram walked sagging. "Don't be noisy, Nisa will see!" The inaudible muttering of Pram that was aimed at the aunt who nodded slowly.

Pramana very slowly and carefully kept the bag and also opened the suit that she kept in the chair near the table then, with an eye view that led to Anisa who was on her back.

Pramana's steps settled down, then she stood behind Anisa and hugged her from behind.

"Ach!!" Anisa gave a startled shriek and immediately turned her head towards the back along with the voice. The man who hugged her.

"Honey it's me!" Pramana tightened her embrace.

"Astagfirullah .. could-can make me hang, why the hell make people surprised? say hello cake, say what cake makes a person a heart spot," Anisa stroked her chest that felt Shock. Afraid of the bad guys.

"Aibi also does not talk about it .. if there is Pram, why not say it anyway?" Anisa turned to look at the innocent aunt.

"He he he .. aden asked aunt not to say anything, Neng!" aunt's dream.

"You ich! do you want me to hang ha?" Anisa patted Pram's hand tightly coiled on her stomach.

"No," Cuph Pram kissed Anisa's head.

"Please, shame!" pinta Anisa while glancing towards the aunt who is now cooking stir-fry oncom.

"Why indeed?" Not immediately let go of his embrace to his wife.

"I'm cooking. Don't see what?" Anisa tries to fade away Pram's overpowering hand.

"Well ... I'll let go, but ask for this first!" Pram pointed at his cheek, meaning to ask for a kiss from his wife.

"Iih ... What the hell? no shame on Auntie!" Anisa looked her eyes to the side.

"Let's just say, Auntie knows too, doesn't Bi?" Pramana glanced at Aunt with a smile.

And Auntie just nodded and showed her white teeth.

"Tuh, right ... Aunty knows, let's spit it out if I want to let go! if you don't want to .. yes, you won't let go!" Pramana is getting her embrace.

Embarrassed, Anisa kissed the left cheek of Pramana who had been thrust by the master, then asked to kiss the other one. Then Anisa obeyed him so that Pramana released her embrace in Anisa's body.

"Sana ach takes a bath" Anisa said as she patted Pram's shoulder and gave a shy smile.

"You're in the bath ..." Pram with its potent style.

Anisa. "The fire ...."

"If you want to bathe, Aden is also okay Neng. Let Auntie handle it!" said aunt with a smile.

Hearing the words from the aunt made, the two beads Anisa increasingly glared glaring perfectly at Pramana.

While Pramana only chuckles while walking carrying her bag and suit up the stairs.

Anisa also resumed her delayed activities just now.

Now Anisa is watching television with her mother-in-law and aunt too, in the room there is also a television. But there just watching alone! no friends because Pram after dinner he looks busy with his laptop.

"Did Nisa make you warm milk for Pram?" ask Bella's mom.

"Maybe it has now reduced the warm drink, but now there is a real one, the manufacturer ha ha ha ha .." he said Mr. Lukman who was sitting in the corner reading a book.

"Dad can, it's a make .. make it later before going to bed. If you are busy tuh .. warm drink make first, do not first the existing manufacturer interfere with the work hi hi hi ..." The wife's ideal looking.

Anisa gawked, she did not understand what her two in-laws meant. But long after being digested she understood what was meant by her in-laws making her face red.

Aunty who understood the conversation between the two employers was. Just whiny.

Then Anisa moved to make ginger milk for her husband,

Not long after. Anisa climbed the stairs with a small tray containing one glass of ginger milk that was still steaming smoky. Anisa's head was in a daze looking for the whereabouts of Pramana who was otherwise sitting in the middle room, upstairs but now there is nothing.

"Where is he? just sat here, did he sleep?" Anisa's mumbling.

Then Anisa took her steps into the room. Blake ... Apparently Pramana was already in the room, was sitting on the sofa and still looked busy.

Anisa's regular steps approach Pramana, crouching to keep the glass on the table, in front of Pram. "This is the milk, sorry I forgot! watch mommy!"

Pram glanced coldly, making Anisa feel bad whether Pramana was angry with him so much that he felt cold.

"And in the room there's a TV, why watch it downstairs? the husband is here too!" Pramana said while returning her gaze towards the laptop screen.

"There is no room in the room ..." Said Anisa while scratching her non-itchy nape. "You were sitting in the living room, not in the room!"

"Can you tell me the same, Yank ... Sitting in yo's room? just like I want to watch, I can talk like that." Add Pramana without looking.

Anisa looked down on the mastermind with her position still crouching on the floor. "Tadi .. I'm afraid to interrupt, don't dare take you to my room to watch. Because I know you're busy."

Pramana turned her head towards Anisa who was still crouching on the floor with a sad facial expression. "Why squat there? feel the king with his oars only, get up and go up?" Pramana took Anisa and picked her up so she would sit with her on the sofa.

"Are you angry?" after sitting Anisa resembled a glance and asked.

Pramana looked at Anisa's face fixedly and her hands clasped Anisa's hands tightly. "Yes I'm angry with you, I was left alone. You should've accompanied me since I finished eating."

"Lho, you didn't say. I'm afraid you'll say bother again like yesterday!" anisa's Wailing.

"That's another dear .. Now you're really my wife where there I have to be a you-"

"Cie ... So sweet .. her!" Nisa tied her hands together in front of her chest.

"Darling, I'm not kidding!" Pramana touched Anisa's cheek gently.

Then Pramana closed her laptop, it happened to be night. Now her work is turning to Anisa. Invite her to sleep after sipping her ginger milk drink.

He was busy hugging his wife and fondling her, just sipping ginger milk and now it was time to review the factory directly bedtime, past night pick up the morning.

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One day in a beautiful garden, there was a small lake and beside it a plant of various flowers that were blooming.

Looking beautiful and pleasing to the eye, there was a beautiful woman with long hair left unraveled, who was sitting pensively as if she was waiting for someone.

His head was wobbly, he looked agitated waiting for someone he said was coming. Every now and then he looked towards the clock that was coiling in his hand. "Where is ... Why hasn't he come yet?"

Sometimes his legs also swayed to expel fatigue, saturation in a wait.

"Adis?" the baritone's voice came from behind the beautiful girl.

Adisty looked back, looking shocked and happy. Seeing the person he was waiting for was real in plain sight.

"Pram?" After looking at the man for a while, Adisty hugged pram full of blue haru taste.

Since long time no see. Finally they meet again and let go of the miss ....

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