Bismillah Love

You Love Two

Plain white dres with the addition of a coksu suit (milk brown) and a matching coksu hijab is an option tonight, a little natural lipstick polish, because Syafeera is not the glamorous type in making up.

Call a date from the husband, make his smile continue to expand,. if the other in the boyfriend date, Syafeera in the husband date, roughly a happier sense which is it??

happy on a husband date yes, not afraid of a third...🤭

Aydan is also ready with his casual stelan, jean pants, with a white T-shirt, and navy jacket as his complement.

"it's very beautiful..in fact, it's like mas not so dech ngajak dating outside." he said when he saw the reflection of the wife on the glass.

Syafeera immediately turned her back... "cock it...??" her pout

"mas not sincere if the beauty of this Mas wife is enjoyed by other men.." while lifting Syafeera's chin

"mas... I don't wear makeup macem-macem, just moisturizer and lipstick, it's also a natural color.."

"but the wife of this mas is indeed beautiful, how about...??"

"yes already Sya Kurung aja in the room, guaranteed no one will see Sya, except the mamang.it also fitting sun clothes, wear negligence again" his nagging and then ducked.

Aydan crouched down in front of Syafeera, looking at her fixedly, "if her pretty snack rose 10-fold, mas added his seneng look." Syafeera shifted her gaze.

"we go, I promise, but I'm just trying to be honest, which husband is willing to beauty wife in see others...??"

"mas is also very cool, already rich students, which wife would willing husband in the lyrics of another student..??" ask her back and Aydan chuckles

"maybe if we discuss this continue, guaranteed we will be in the room only.." said Aydan.

Syafeera stood up and pulled Ay's hand and "yes let's go..." Aydan can only follow his naughty wife, bring her to the parking lot, which must have been farewell to the mother.

"we got on the bike...??" ask Syafeera

"iya..biar more feel her date...why...??"

"no papa, yes it's ayook.." he replied excitedly.

Embracing Aydan's stomach tightly, there was no distance between them, and Syafeera leaned her head against her husband's back, there was a sense of comfort she felt, as if she did not want him to let go.

The Yogjakarta Kidul Square is their choice, more precisely Aydan's choice, because Syafeera is only a passenger who goes wherever the driver takes it.

Yogyakarta is also known by the nickname Student City, Yogjakarta is also famous for its tourist destinations.

The Yogyakarta Kidul Square is at the end of Malioboro Street. Unlike the other tourist destinations, Alun-Alun Kidul Yogyakarta is more visited at night. There are various exciting activities that can be done in this place, such as riding a light bike, horse carriage, or just relaxing to enjoy the night.

The middle of Yogyakarta Kidul Square grows twin banyan trees that have been hundreds of years old. People believe, this twin banyan tree is guarded by twin dragons. It is said that anyone who is able to pass through these two banyan trees with his eyes closed then his ideals and dreams can be achieved. Wallahualam Bissawab

"Rame ya mas, a lot of his young.." Aydan only replied with a nod, Joining in breastfeeding the square

"mas has never been here before with any other girl besides Sya..??"

"Ever now.." she replied casually, while Syafeera immediately stopped her steps.

"kok stop..?? want to buy something..??" ask Aydan without burden

"ready the girl, first love mas huh?? where is she now?? how long has she been dating him?? so, what do you keep doing?? mom likes her not??"

"that's the rich question of mothers again nawar onion price..."

"iih mas Sya is serious...?? means the second Shaykh Donk...??"

Aydan released Syafeera's hand that was embracing his hand, now Aydan instead cupped Syafeera's face.

"not yet mother-mom but mother-mom's soul has come out.." Syafeera pursed her lips and Aydan held back a laugh

"Mother, Adinda and you, and later our son is love to two mas.." Syafeera glared at Aydan's reply

"the first one was..."

"who...??" syafeera asked furiously and there were tears she was holding back

"patience Donk.mas will answer you have cut.." while touching Syafeera's forehead.

"the first is God...God is our first love Shay.." An answer that passes tears.

"and the girl I brought here was Adinda. and you were the second.." The tears were getting out.

"do you cry, did you answer wrong?? which one?? later it was thought that the guy who again fought with his girlfriend again, seen the Sya people..."

Not the answer, Syafeera instead hugged Aydan, drowned his face in the chest of Aydan's field, then covered with a jacket that Aydan wore

"Yes, replied Donk.. mas wrongly answered yes?? in which part?? where's the wrong??"

Syafeera took out her head from her hiding...

"questions of the rich mothers nawar fish.." reply

"haus.." said Syafeera in the next second.

"so you've been crying thirsty nich??" Syafeera nodded

They also look for a drink seller, then look for a place to sit.

"The question is not answered yet.."

"nothing's wrong, though,. Sya nangis Karna happy same Reply mas..." Aydan smiled at Syafeera's reply

"mas, Adinda never told me, I've been hurt by women...??"

"it is not necessary to discuss the past, the past is enough to learn if it is wrong, and if the past is worth good, then the present we should be able to improve it again..."

"You want to stop by Malioboro...??" ask Aydan

"next Sunday night aja.malam here aja.... oh yes mas, trus about the legend of two banyan trees how??"

"wallahualam bissawab, Only God knows the truth better, it is a legend, back to each other's beliefs"

"has anyone tried...??"

"the officer here knows about it..."

"yes I know a lot, right Mr. Perfectionist..."

"Only God is omniscient, we can only learn to know, from what God tells us..."

"She's tired, go home yuk..."

"yeah, yok. anyways we bring a motor, the cooler the night, even the wind later..."

They also rushed to the parking lot, then immediately left the Yogyakarta kidul square with a sense of happiness, mixed with a moment of crying.

🌠🌠🌠

Continue ??

Before continuing the author would like to say thanks for all Reader support all, in any form in it, comments, like, vote and also Giftnya 🌹..🥰🥰

Jazaakumullah khairon's..

The best reading is the Qur'an