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Syafeera woke up at exactly four in the morning, rushed to the bathroom, to pick up ablution, she said, and how shocked Syafeera was when she opened the bathroom door stood a handsome man who crossed his hands over his chest..

"sir Aydan what do you want..??" syafeera asked nervously, how not to be nervous at this time she was not wearing her Hijab, her long hair was she rolled up to display her tie neck.

Aydan did not answer, instead stepped on his feet, and spontaneously made Syafeera take a step back...

"Sir Aydan would you like to say...??" ask Syafeera again...

"wudhu want, why do you make my way...??" his answer was flat, holding back laughter

"huh... I'm blocking my path...??"

There was no answer Aydan just lifted both shoulders, and it made Syafeera really annoyed, if open her husband may have been ready to explode that atomic bomb.

Syafeera hurriedly passed out, and played her mukena.while without Syafeera knowing Aydan chuckled small inside the bathroom looking at the wife's nervous and irritated expression.

A few minutes later Aydan came out and rushed in his cocoa shirt and holster.

"want worshipers..??" aydan asked stretched his prayer mat, and Syafeera nodded in response.

After the dawn prayer, Syafeera rushed down, like avoiding Aydan from the incident a few minutes ago, and Aydan was still at home with his coming expression.

Syafeera helps you prepare breakfast, at first you forbid Syafeera, but not Syafeera if not stubborn.

Aydan came down wearing a koas and training pants, complete with a white hat.

"Bun... Aydan run first yes." said Aydan

"Syafeera is not invited, let's know the surrounding environment..."

Aydan looked at Syafeera, raising his eyebrows, as if asking, want to come along??

"other time aja Bun, Sya again males run in the morning" he said, but addressed to the mother

"mother already answered, Aydan run first" Aydan said as he passed

"patience yes, Aydan is a little indifferent, but if you are already a baby, you will definitely be amazed"

Syafeera can only smile at what you say.

"oh yeah Bun.... Where's the school??" tanya Syafeera, Adinda is the younger brother of Aydan who chose a boarding school in Surabaya.

"Pesantren in Surabaya.later he vacation home"

"why should I stay in Surabaya Bun?? there are a lot of pesantren that are no less good"

"his own choice, the Sewah extension is also there, all the Sewah nemenin"

Breakfast business is done, Syafeera also permits to go to the room, to clean the room, and coincidentally her goods are from the cost has not been arranged all.

Syafeera opened the suitcase and several boxes containing her items. tidying up one by one, ranging from book clothes to other equipment, for kitchen supplies and others put into the kitchen of the mother, the kitchen, it is not possible to be stacked in the room, it can rampage ntar Aydan.

crutches.kruk...

It seems like the worms inside his stomach have started asking for food, but Aydan has not come home, where dare he, if this is at father's house, he will immediately run to the kitchen.

Syafeera stood in front of Aydan's bookshelf, holding onto his belly, which was shaking with joy.and the view was witnessed by Aydan, by chance the door of the room was slightly open.

"ehm.." dehem Aydan and made Syafeera immediately turn to the source of the voice

"sir Aydan has come home...??"

"as you can see, I'm hungry, you don't want breakfast..??"

"want you.." answered quickly "do not know what this stomach is already rich in rocker music" inner Syafeera as she walked following Aydan towards the dining table

While descending the last Stairs, Syafeera's legs stumbled, either the effect of hurry, either the effect of hunger, and it made her hit Aydan's back.

"Au.." Oh, while frowning his forehead.

Aydan turned his back on "you why??"

"already know the shock of the father's back, kok still ask sich" sewot Syafeera

"i also know about it, which I asked you why did it get to my back?? if I wasn't in front of you, it wasn't my back that you snarled, it was the floor"

"tauk ah's...Sya laper.." she replied as she passed Aydan, and Aydan could only shake.

"it's a really big laper, huh...??"

"not really quite yet.." lied his "mother the same mbak where??" ask her while looking around her looking for the existence of the mother and the mother

"so you don't know, and then at breakfast??"

"should've been.." scooping the fried rice into his mouth "you why not sit down, breakfast quarry..."

"know it's the same breakfast mother" her shriek but still can be in with by Aydan

Syafeera took the fried rice and eggs, recited the prayer and ate it voraciously, as if she had forgotten her husband in front of her.

Aydan bells "so the story is there is a starving waiting for me...??" ask Aydan

uhuk...

the question made Syafeera choke, and Aydan quickly poured some drinking water and gave it to Syafeera, quickly Syafeera drank it

"slowly eat her..."

It wasn't about how to eat, but Aydan's question was what made him choke..

"iih pak Aydan kepedean, who is waiting for the father.." his elak.

"ohw.. Ngarep is a little, can you??"

"no need to worry." replied Syafeera then continued her breakfast.

Finish breakfast Syafeera washed the dirty dishes used, and Aydan to the bathroom. finished the kitchen Syafeera followed to the room, and it looks Aydan who is neat with his casual style, and, anyone who sees will be stunned.

"kok dumbly...??" asked Aydan who saw Syafeera speechless in front of the room door.

"hmm.. who's dumb.." elak Syafeera.

"i'm going out, you got an exit plan??"

"i'm at home sir, want to pursue the task left behind during my leave." replied Syafeera while walking towards the bathroom.

"yes, I'm out first, there's work.if you need anything to tell me.."

"ngabarin wear what??? telepathy???"

"can you call or chat me"

"didn't I have no father." replied Syafeera casually

astagfirullah.this has been married a few days but does not have the number of each partner..

"where is your phone ..??" ask Aydan while raising his hand, Syafeera also gave her and Aydan mensave her no in Syafeera mobile phone contact

my Hubby

"this."." while thrusting the Mobile to Syafeera.

seeing the name of the contract that was saved by Aydan made his eyes wide open

"what's...My Hubby??"

"why...?? am I not your husband??"

"he but later pasapak nelfon and there are my friends how?? replace ah.." his grunts

"do not change." Aydan said.

"this is already.." while showing the name that Syafeera changed - the refrigerator.

"Kok refrigerator...??" aydan asked in shock at his name Syafeera save

"he's a cold guy rich in refrigerators." he said as he ran towards the bathroom, and it made Aydan scratch his head which was not itchy and then laugh while out of the room, and then he just laughed, his naughty wife was starting to dare to tease it turns out.

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