Be married? Oh No!
Part 9's
Hani bit her fingernail. Sighing heavily the girl squatted down, while looking at her husband who was currently lifting both her suitcases to the back.
"Over so long!" his screeches.
"Oh yeah. I forgot, it's old."
Hani chuckles at Ayan who remains patient with her insults.
"Do you need help?" tanyakanya.
Ayan looked up. With the sweat that had flooded his entire body. The man raised both corners of his lips then commented on the warm smile.
"No need for Falia, you go first" said Ayan softly.
"Cih, want to be helped also support!" hani sarcasm. Rise up the girl ran up the stairs.
Brak!
Ayan drops Hani's second suitcase to the floor. Ripping through his pocket the man took a card to open the door of his apartment.
"Om don't fall down my suitcase. A lot of this important stuff is in it" Hani said as he stroked the two suitcases.
Ayan smiled slightly, his gaze focused on the cards he had in his hand.
"Sorry," he said.
The sound appeared as Ayan pressed the small plot-shaped card near the door.
Hani was silent when she saw him.
Rich people? His inner.
"Let's go to Falia," he said.
Hani who was daydreaming. The girl immediately flinched then looked back at Ayan who was smiling towards her.
"Bring my suitcase om, don't forget!" he said as he stepped into the apartment, without saying hello.
"Assalamallaikum," said Ayan.
Make Hani instantly stop his rare legs. Twisting her body, the girl grinned."Waalaikumsallam," he replied.
Again Ayan sighed, stepping in while holding the two suitcases in his right and left hands.
Hani's bead is perfectly rounded, his mouth is open very wide enjoying Ayan's household with a comfortable feeling.
Beautiful and very clean, all the items neatly arranged to make Hani anxious to dirty Ayan's house from now on.
"Gee ...."
"What's wrong?" ayan asked, looking at his wife's strange behavior.
Hani closed her mouth back, shaking her head slowly the girl ran over to Ayan.
Ayan dropped both eyebrows. Staring at Hani who was currently staring at his face intensely.
"What's Falia?" he asked while slamming his head back.
"Is this the reason for bokap, nyokap me. My soul mate with om?"
"You mean?" ayan did not understand.
Hani re-steaded her body. The girl began to walk around Ayan.
"Well, too," he said, nodding his head.
"Can what?" Ayan increasingly did not understand the thought of his wife. Just entering his house now directly assesses himself from top to bottom.
"Ok husband om," Hani smiled as she gave a thumbs up her hand, near Ayan's face."I graduated about money," he said.
Hani goes back to walk, the girl observes the belongings in Ayan's house. Starting from the urn, the award that Ayan often receives. Until Ayan's photos are clearly displayed on the wall.
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After finishing composing Hani's clothes, the man immediately went downstairs to prepare dinner.
Smiling widely the man walked over to Hani who was watching the ball while eating a snack on the table.
"Sat! I only got a score of 2. How the hell?!" hani shouted as she threw the sofa cushion back.
Bhuk!
Ayan closed her eyes as the little pillow that Hani had just thrown right hit her face.
Putting a small pillow next to Hani, the man also sat down next to him. Staring at the face of Hani who is currently seriously staring at the TV screen in front of him.
"You know. I'm beautiful!" sela Hani, turned her head towards Ayan. The girl looked at Ayan who was currently pretending to read a book.
Smiling obliquely, the girl approached Ayan. Staring at Ayan with both hands fixed Ayan's book that had been turned upside down.
"If you want to read it in the first look. It's embarrassing!" exclaim Hani. The girl looked back at the tv in front of her.
Ayan grimaced, hitting her head softly. The man cursed himself.
"Om I'm hungry! Masakin!" said governing.
"Don't forget to cook a lot!" hani exclaimed as she saw the man beside her start to leave to prepare breakfast for her.
1 Hour later. The fragrant smell began to pierce Hani's sense of smell. The girl who had been sleeping on the sofa immediately ran towards the kitchen. Approaching Ayan who is cooking a lot of food for her.
There is soto, chicken gulai and much more.
In Hani's heart Hani asked, how can there be a man as perfect as her husband now?
Besides being patient, Ayan is also good at cooking.
"When can I cook?" asked Hani who was starting to be curious about this man in front of her.
"Emm .. has been a long time" Ayan replied.
"Yes, how long is it?!" ask Hani who is getting upset.
"Since the military period ..all soldiers should be able to cook," he explained, "Falia help me get a bowl next to you" Ayan said, pointing to a white bowl beside Hani.
Hani flinched then glanced at the bowl beside her, grabbed it then gave it to Ayan.
"Thank you" said Ayan, who was taken by Hani.
"Om, I can't cook!"
Ayan smiled, walking towards the man's desk saying, "I know," he said.
"Aren't you disappointed?" ask Hani while following Ayan.
"Why disappointed?" Ayan asked back. Smiling the man pulled the chair allowing Hani to sit down, "Let's sit down, "he said softly.
"Why do you want to marry me? Do you know that I have a lot of shortcomings?" hani asks, he is increasingly curious about Ayan.
"Then. What's my point?" Pause.
Ayan patted the chair he had already gifted to Hani. He hinted the girl in front of him to sit down immediately.
Hani sighed long enough to sit her ass down on the chair Ayan had thrown for her.
"Om going to know from the beginning I am not the perfect girl like the others," said Hani.
"What is the perfect girl like?" ask Ayan. Makes Hani confused to define the answers that have occurred to him to answer.
"Falia, you are perfect and my goal in marrying you is. To make you more perfect in my eyes and in God's eyes,"
"So it's not too late for you to change" he continued.
Hani was silent for some reason, Ayan's words gave her goosebumps.
The word changed as if a very sinister remark to him.
How can a girl like her.
could change?
"Emm .. om I laper" he said to change the topic of conversation that made him awkward to continue.
"Oh yeah, sorry I talked too much," Ayan grabbed the plate beside her.
Take the rice along with the side dishes then he gave it to Hani.
"Eat a lot" he said. The one that Hani is hailing.
"Om eating too" Hani replied.
Ayan smiled as she stroked the top of Hani's head.
"Yes thank you,"
