Arrived - Arrived Matchmade

Arrived - Arrived Matchmade
So spoiled



Zahira nodded. "Yes, please make it up to me." Pinta Zahira in a soft voice.


"Yes, I'll make it that way." Without asking again Adam came out of the room because he could not bear to see the face of the wife who looked lethargic.


"It's so lazy today. Where my body pegel-pegel all over again." Zahira's complaints massage his legs and arms in turn.


"What are you doing, son?" Ask Mom. Suddenly the son was already in the kitchen, stirring the water in a glass.


Adam looked. "Mom make warm tea." Answer Adam.


"For whom?" Ask Mom with a wrinkled forehead.


Because usually this child in every morning will ask to be made coffee exactly like his father.


"For Zahira Ma'am, she asked for warm tea." Answer Adam.


"Oh.." Mom said briefly while mangosteen.


The warm tea was ready, Adam delivered to Zahira in the room.


"Yank, this is the tea." Adam approached Zahira on the bed still massaging his own legs.


"Here's the glass, let me have a drink." Zahira's hand reached out to grab the glass in her husband's hand.


Zahira also drank the warm tea slowly because it was still hot with the help of Adam.


"Body you're a pegel, Yank?" Adam felt guilty.


Zahira nodded. "Yes, I think I need a masseuse." Answer Zahira. Adam put his glass on the table.


"Now eat the fried rice." Said Adam softly.


"Babylon..." Pinta Zahira with spoiled.


Adam smiled thinly and shook his head. "Why do you get spoiled anyway, but Mas likes." Adam ruffled Zahira's hair.


"Hmm. really good Mas fried rice. This is Mom cooking?" Zahira asked on the sidelines of his chew.


Adam nodded. "Yes, this fried rice is the mother who cooked and who else tried." Adam replied feeling strange about the wife's question while feeding the fried rice into his own mouth.


"Yes, who's that." Zahira.


"No, it's Mom's work." Adam said.


Zahira ate while in Adam's bribe until two servings of fried rice were exhausted.


"Mas.don't forget. I'll go home and buy me a cake!" Zahira reminded Adam.


"Yes, I'll buy you a cake. Now ask for the next morning's kiss." Adam pointed at his lips.


Of course Zahira happily complied with her husband's request. "Thank you." Adam smiled.


"Come, I'll take Mas to the front." After wearing the hood do not forget to bring the tray all.


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"Good at home and later ask for help with Mother to find a female masseuse." Adam said before riding his bike.


Zahira nodded obediently. "Yes Masku." He kissed the back of Adam's hand.


Adam also kissed Zahira. "Assalamu'alaikum." Adam then left his wife.


"Wa'alaikumsalam." Answer Zahira.


***


Zahira helped Mom wash all the cooking utensils that I had not had time to wash.


"Mom, I'm asking for help, okay?" Ask Zahira.


"Seek what's helping son?" Ask Mom to look at the daughter-in-law.


"Hehe. Please call a female masseuse ma'am, my body is all sore." Zahira replied embarrassedly.


Mom smiled funny. "Oh. okay, I'll call the guy." Answer Mom later.


"What time is last night? Until you ask in every massage?" Whisper Mom while giggling amusedly.


Blushes


Zahira's cheeks instantly met red. This mother-in-law knows if the daughter-in-law is all out working with her child.


"We are fellow women so don't be shy about it. Duh.. must be a very dashing mother's child, right?" Mom flirts again while nudging Zahira's arm.


Zahira nodded confirming while looking down.


"Haha, guess what, son. Moreover, your husband is very diligent sport." Mother said with her laugh.


***


In Adam's office.


"Dam. tomorrow is Saturday. How about the four of us take a walk to the beach." Andi's proposal to get closer to Adam's table.


"Four with whom?" Adam asked without looking at Andi as his eyes focused on the computer before him.


Andi clucking. "Ck, yes with our partner is Dam. indeed with whom else." Sahut Andi is upset.


"May also your idea. I'll tell Zahira later, it'll be nice for her to take a walk to the beach." Adam said.


"Don't tell me you haven't invited Zahira to the beach while you're married." Guess Andi with full investigation.


"Everything has never been." Adam answered honestly.


Andi bobbing head. "Adam Adam. As long as you are husband and wife, you can never take Zahira there. What kind of husband are you!" Sinis Andi mocked Adam.


"Why are you the sewer, Zahira just doesn't mind." Reply Adam with his comfort.


"If I were Zahira, I would break you up. Then I look for another, more attentive." Cetus Andi's.


"Unfortunately you're not Zahira." Adam's chuckles.


"Later, if I'm married to Mila. I'm gonna take my wife out for a walk where that is, let's not stay home." Andi said in his arrogant style.


"Yes, if Mila wants to marry you, if not?" Adam's joke.


"Yes, don't talk about dong Dam. I've been married." Andi protested.


"Well..." Make their friends laugh by listening to their conversations.


"Indeed you already have Ndi's girlfriend." Men's entrails with glasses.


"Already dong.. Andi that's it." Said Andi while pulling a little of her collar.


"Well, so later we'll meet again." Connect the fat man.


"Yes, just wait for the invitation." Andi smiled widely.


***


Zahira was being massaged by a female masseuse who was about fifty years old. Zahira lay face down with a fur carpet in front of the television while watching a movie.


"Tumben Neng.. ask in every massage?" Ask the masseuse named Wak Siti.


"Yes Wak, tired again." Answer Zahira.


Zahira was never given a massage. If you are sick, go to the doctor. Just asked this time to find a masseuse.


"Snakes also massage Wak Siti." Said Zahira enjoying her massage.


Wak Siti smiled happily in praise. "Suami Neng is working again?" Tanya Wak Siti looked around the room.


"Yes Wak, Mas Adam is at work." Answer Zahira.


"Wak Siti, this is me making tea and tofu." Mother came to bring a cup of hot tea and some knew the contents were still warm and placed on the table.


"Oh, there's no need to bother Mom. I'm so bad." Answer Wak Siti feel awkward.


"It's okay Wak Siti, let Wak Siti not get hungry after scolding my daughter-in-law." Say Mom with a smile.


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