Charm Duda Ganteng But Jutek

Chapter 213

Febri's guests have returned to their homes. Including Amara and Alby of course. Both are currently lying on their beds. It's their habit of going on a pillow talk before going to bed.

"A!"

"Hum?"

"I'm sorry!", said Amara slowly.

"I'm sorry for what?", asked Alby.

"I can't yet give an inner living to Aa!", said Mara lethargic. Alby smiled wryly.

"Why think of such a thing, baby! Kan Abang also knows you still can't be looked at. Relax, Aa be patient. You can stay until next month!"

Amara turned to Alby, who was refocused on her business magazine.

"But..I'm afraid that...?"

"If what? Aa can't break up? Relax, baby, almost three years. Time because the wife of puerper so can't?"

Now Amara is smiling. She hugged her husband's arm. Alby took down the magazine in his hand and returned his wife's embrace.

"Oh yes, baby!"

"What?", asked Amara.

"When are we at the reception?", asked Alby. Amara looked up at her husband's face.

"Should ya?" asked Amara. It was precisely now Alby who linked his two eyebrows.

"Are you asking like that?"

"Yes... I mean A, you have a reception?"

"No, it's up to you, too, baby. You are a businessman, not to mention you are the youngest child papi mami. Aa's just afraid that they'll think it's not because we didn't make our wedding reception. Aa was still able to love!", Alby hugged his wife tightly.

"It could be A. We make a reception that is not too big, inviting only nuclear family and our friends. It doesn't have to be in a fancy building either."

"You don't think you can make a party, do you?", asked Alby lowered his head. Amara nodded quickly.

"Yes, it's not A. Where there was I thought so. I want a simple A. Or... maybe if you agree anyway ..eg ..this is suppose, we can doble is the same Azmi and Nur. The power is exciting!"

"Huh???!", Alby looked at him. It's a wedding reception, right? Not just a date....?????

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Nur was astonished to see her husband voraciously eating his cooking upon arriving home. Wasn't he breaking fast at Bia's house??? Not full yet?

"Lt!"

"Heum?", Azmi looked up.

"A laper tea again? Pan was the tea tos pour in the house mba Bia?", asked Nur. Azmi smiled and swallowed the food in her mouth. After that, he gulped down the water that Nur had prepared.

"Yes, Aa deliberately didn't eat much there later. Let Aa eat this before making sahur later!", said Azmi.

Nur pulled one of his eyebrows.

"So...Aa tea just doesn't feel good like that Nur? O Allah A..!", Nur lowered his shoulders weakly.

"Why the hell, baby? Yeah that's it. Aa was also doyan, where Aa's wife's cooking was the most delicious!"

"lik! Bia mba's cooking was better?" said Nur.

"Ish... gombal!", said Nur smilingly. Azmi resumed her second dinner. After dinner, Azmi chooses to step out of the room for a while because she feels sultry.

Azmi is not a smoker, so she came out of the room really wanted to cool her hot body because it was spicy.

Nur also tidied up her husband's eating scars earlier. He washed it in the sink. Do not forget the rest of his food is put in the closet to be warmed later sahur.

Over fifteen minutes Azmi outside reciprocates a message with her boss. He was agitated by what Alby said about Amara's desire to hold a reception together.

Azmi went into her dorm room after that she did not forget to lock the door first. He saw the wife who was playing mobile phones on her mattress that did not use a couch.

Slowly Azmi approached Nur who was already holding a pillow over her thigh. Without asking for approval from the owner, Azmi dropped into Nur's lap to make Mie surprised.

"Astaghfirullah, Aa! It was a shock!", said Nur. Azmi smiled and hugged his wife's stomach.

''Honey!", call Azmi. Which trail??? There is no now mah!

"What is A?", asked Nur while putting his phone on the nightstand. Then his hand rubbed Azmi's hair.

"Where are you going to make the reception? What's in bandung?", asked Azmi. Nur looked down right in front of Azmi's face.

"What is a reception a must?", asked Nur.

"Ngga. But. walimatul ursy is like a thanksgiving and also one way to tell that we are married so that in the future it does not become slander."

"Eum.I told you Abah is A!"

"Say what?"

"I don't want a massive party using our customs that a lot of his procession. I want to give thanks, our close relatives, our friends. That's just A! And Abah doesn't mind at all."

"really? But..later if Aa can't afford to be happyin wife Aa!"

"Who said? Maybe Abah knows Aa better than me, Aa's own wife!"

Azmi's smile looked at the beautiful and young face of his wife.

"There's another one that Nur wants to tell Aa."

"What?"

"Eum...nur wants to wear niqob A, can you?", asked Nur. Azmi got up from Nur's thigh and sat down beside him.

"Darling, are you sure? Using niqob is not easy to install. So, rich in masks. But in the future, it is not as easy as you imagine baby!", said Azmi slowly.

"So Aa doesn't ngijinin? Still want my face seen by others?", asked Nur. Azmi smiled and covered her hands on Nur's cheeks.

"If you wear it because of Aa, someday you will be disappointed, you can easily let go. But if it were for God's sake, you would find comfort behind your choice. Aa won't force you to be like uminya Princess. No dear! Aa likes what you are, the important thing is that you still cover your aura well. That's enough for Aa."

"So, Aa really don't want me to wear niqob?", repeated Nur.

"What is your intention because of God? not because he saw the photo of the late Princess?", asked Azmi. Nur was silent.

Azmi clasped Nur's shoulder into her arms.

"Now, don't be extended. You can pray istikharah to determine what your choice will be like. Ask for the same clues that power! Heum?"

Nur nodded slowly in her husband's arms.

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