Bismillah Love

Mr. Perfectionists

tomorrow should be back on campus, and today Syafeera should be speeding up in pursuit of her existing duties during her time off. Aydan is in a coffeshop.

Mommy and the mbak have returned from the market.put shopping into the refrigerator..

"mom, try to check that Syafeera is not in the room.." pinta mother to the mbak

"well ma'am.." as he passed towards Syafeera's room

tock.tok.

"severally." said Syafeera from the room.

cekrek...

"eh mbak... have you come home??"

"already non, non not join den Aydan..??"

"no mbak... There are many tasks, he said Mr. Ayand there is a job..."

"yes already. later if you need something down aja non..."

"get ready mbak..later down.." shortly after Syafeera turned off her laptop, then went down.

"cook what Bun...??" ask Syafeera when she's in the kitchen

"chinese fish pepes, I want to go to Masakin what...??" ask Mommy

"here Shay help, all learn, hehehe..if Sya mah not choice of food kok Bun, as long as not clams, Sya anti-eating clams"

"Yes shellfish allergy, mother had bought shellfish..."

"no Bun, just don't like it. papa mama just cook it.." he replied while peeling the onions on the table.

"sir Aydan likes clams, huh Bun...??"

"non Sya, cook the same husband call him sir, the romantic dong non..."

"hehehe.. The habit of calling is mbak.."

"look for another call, if at the new campus call sir.." mother also commented.

"hehehe.." Syafeera laughs awkwardly, it still feels awkward if you have to change the call, after all Aydan never complens in the call sir. so Syafeera feel safe.

Syafeera helps the mother and the mother in the kitchen, and the lunch hour has arrived, but Aydan has not yet appeared..

"mbak... pak Ayand there is a job sich outside, do you have a part-time job like that...??" ask Syafeera to the mbak, because there is only the mbak, the mother is on top.

"doesn't know...??"

"know what...??" ask Syafeera kepo

"ask yourself the same with Aydan, you have no right to answer..."

"iih mbak this, Shay mana dares..."

"den Aydan is good kok non, it's bada cuek, but loving loh, especially not his wife..."

"no dare mbak...oh yes mbak, Mr. Aydan never established a hub with women before marriage together Shay...??"

"waduh that again..pasasa non do not know, emang all this time pdkt den Aydan never tell about personal matters...??"

Syafeera shook her head. "never, how would you know anything personal about her, know marriage" inner Syafeera.

"funny dech you are non. ask the same dech den Aydan..."

"Ask what...??" ask Aydan who just entered and it makes Syafeera startled and then put his index finger on his lips, so that the mbak do not tell what he discussed just now

"sir Aydan is rich in dedemit, enter the house without greeting.." his chatter and it made the mother laugh.

"non.non.husband himself in say dedemit"

"i have said my greetings, but it seems that there is a gibahin me, so until it does not hear my greetings." replied Aydan while touching Syafeera's head slowly.

"iiih.." kesel Syafeera because her head is in Sentil.

"mbak..mom where..??"

"on top of den. let me call.."

Syafeera moved her lips because she was annoyed with Aydan, "having come home late, starving her, this is even in Sentil again" inner Syafeera

"why manyun??"

"no papa.." replied Syafeera while scooping the rice onto Aydan's plate

"it's a real pleasure to starve people.." - Shayt Syafeera but again Aydan can hear it.

"pamali ngedumel behind the husband. if anyone wants to convey, Utakan , so that there is no misunderstanding" said Aydan while receiving a plate containing rice from Syafeera.

"what sich....is it serious??" ask mother

"no papa Bun.." retorted Aydan.

"cicipin ni Sya that cooks loh." said Mother

"no Bun, I'm just helping..."

"already.want mother or Syafeera will still eat Aydan, Aydan's angel-sadari cuisine at the time is refused.." his reply by directly eating the dishes served by Syafeera, the dish is rejected, there was a red hue on Syafeera's cheek that she was trying to hide because of Aydan's words just now

"the angels of Aydan.." inner Syafeera.

"Where?? delicious right?? this cuisine using love so it must be more delicious." said the mother while teasing a pair of newlyweds in front of her.

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The clock is already showing at 21:00 Aydan and Syafeera are busy in front of their respective laptops.

"not done yet..??" ask Aydan

"a little more." he answered, still focused on the laptop,

"it's late tomorrow..."

"can't sir.this is the last task of a lecturer who is super perfectionist, if he had not cuddled on time. berabe" replied Tanya aware that what he was talking about was the husband.

Aydan frowned... "who does super perfectionist mean??" ask Aydan while approaching Syafeera.. Syafeera suddenly hit her own mouth, because she had spoken to her husband Tampa consciously

Aydan was already behind Syafeera without Syafeera noticing, and she immediately shook her head, because the task Syafeera was doing was from her.

"the kualat ngtaiin husband.." said her right above Syafeera's head, and Syafeera immediately covered her face with both her hands

"so all this time like my ghibahin huh??" taking a sitting position next to Syafeera, Syafeera shook her head with her face still covered

"on campus do not know what my ghibahin already what, just below also my ghibahin, not afraid of insubordination...??"

Syafeera immediately opened her face that was covered in hands, then forcefully smiled.

"never ghibah ya, it's the words of other students, Sya just follow Tan aja, besides the father always wants to be perfect, and out there are also many students who ngefans the same father..." answer her and then sing her lips

"jealous...??"

"i'm jealous, not really"

"trus was ghibahin is the same as mbak..??" ask her while taking Syafeera laptop then placed on top of her thighs, then press the save button, then shut down Syafeera laptop

"i'm not dead at all...??"

"advanced tomorrow.." while putting a dead laptop on the table "said what the same mbak...??" retant

"not to mention weird, I just asked if you have a part-time job in laur, trus..."

"keep....??"

"none of them..." Her lie

"the sin of not being honest with the husband..."

"iih is not the same as my husband anyone would be a sin if not honest." annoyed Syafeera.

"that knows.."

"Sya just ask the woman of the past Mr. Aydan, because some time ago I heard the father of fiancee leave..." Her answer with a little jutek

"i've never had a fiancee's leave, but if there's an engagement leave." Answer.

"it's sleeping." added Aydan while pulling Syafeera's hand, and Syafeera would not want to follow Aydan to the bed

"it's sleeping, tomorrow there's the morning lecture right.." said Aydan who brought Syafeera to the position where Syafeera used to sleep.

"She wants to wash her face first." answered as she passed.and in the bathroom Syafeera stroked her chest, Her heart beat unnaturally, how could Aydan behave like that...it really makes it no shame.

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