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Women walk into the Warriors Group building. Her beautiful steps became the highlight of one room. Waiting for the elevator to open.

Yogi the playboy who wanted to enter the elevator was just realized beside him there was a beautiful angel who made him not blink.

"Hi, pretty."

The woman knew that she was being seduced by the man beside her. Unconcerned. His footsteps continued to enter the elevator.

The curious yogi does not want to feel like a failure. This woman is really her type. Beautiful and sexy.

Luckily Yogi is in an elevator with a woman he does not yet know his name.

"Ekhem! Whose name is pretty?"

The woman turned her head towards Yogi while draping her hair haughtily.

"Who's my name, it's none of your business. Never once thought that I would want to be the same ragged spare change. You're not my type. Sorry." which."

"Wahhh, this is what I like. Beautiful-pretty fierce. In fact, the meeting at the beginning was the effect of shy cats. Entar, you'll nyelak me, beautiful."

The woman did not feel defeated. He advanced himself closer to the Yogi who had been fascinated with his stupidity.

"Gue won't be as easily tempted as a guy like lo's basket."

Smirk Yogi smile he showed. The woman walked out when the door opened. Yogi is not afraid. It even made him feel challenged.

...🍁~🍁...

Pandu works so passionately. His heart really came back cheerful. His relationship with Jihan was very clear. Jihan loves him too.

Keelian smile can not be separated from the view of anyone who saw the strange changes Pandu. He will promise to pay any attention to Jihan. Until Jihan can feel how much love Pandu to himself.

"Mbak Jihan from earlier was smiling to herself. Why the hell is Mama?" Lily was curious about Jihan's behavior.

"Yes, we have seen a vague smile. Your hand is a prank, Han."

Jihan is the center of attention right now. The shadow of Pandu's kiss to her is still clearly in her memory. Jihan is very happy to have received a love confession from Pandu.

"Hmm. I'm okay. Just, happy again. Sorry, I'm not focusing on you."

"Lo's out of focus, Jihan."

Jihan agreed with her friends. His mind did not stop thinking about Pandu. Is this the effect of Pandu's kiss?

He put his face on the table. I hope his heart and mind are normal. It will be very confused if in case it will be directly faced with Pandu.

"Hi, guys....!" Mia and her lackeys started making a fuss. Jihan head lifted make sure. And sure enough, Mia the snake woman walked around every room Jihan worked. His hand just kept touching every single one of Jihan's collection clothes attached to every mannequin.

"If you're here just to make a scene, mending you out!"

Jihan jeng looked at Mia's behavior.

"Yes. You're just wasting our time here. Your dirty hands don't touch our collections." Andrew became the front guard.

Mia squealing. He sat on the sofa with his feet deliberately placed on the table. His fingers twisted his curly hair.

"Laseless Beb....! I want peace. I'm just here to kill you. At once, please invite you to attend the event tomorrow. All must come yes! So you can see who is the recipient of the best Designer award this year. That's definitely me. Who knows, I could be an inspiration to you."

Andrew lifted Mia's leg and threw her down. He was fed up with all of Mia's drama.

"Thanks, Mia. We don't have time. I just won once, I am proud. Lo dares to rule because lo his nephew Madam. If you fight alone without Madam's help, you're nothing like us."

"Oh yeah?! We prove it tomorrow. You're all gonna give me an amazed pat."

Mia feels proud to have been above Jihan. Jihan responded casually. He tried to restrain his emotions. Free also fought constantly with snake women like Mia. Sometimes, Jihan is inexhaustible looking at Mia's attitude towards him. The Mia he never found.

...🍁~🍁...

The guide held Jihan's hand. They walked while smiling. Even in the car they just keep looking at each other and sometimes feel awkward. Repeated routines are never boring.

"Jihan, we will pray in the Masjid!"

"The mosque?"

"Yes. Let the people know who you are too. All right, just report to RT sir."

"Hmm.. pray at home only Pandu! I'm still a stranger here. A lot of people will ask this. You know, I'm busy here how."

Get to know what Jihan is afraid of. However, if they do not immediately report to the people around their homes they will continue to be prejudiced.

"Darling.I want to introduce my wife to them. All this time, all they knew was me. I don't want their negative thoughts about us to continue."

Hearing the words of Pandu as sweet as this, Jihan always could not stop blushing in shame. And Pandu is used to funny changes in the look of Jihan. It even adds to his anxiety about his wife.

"Well, I took a shower." Quickly step out leaving Pandu alone outside.

Adzan magrib called. Jihan and Pandu are half way to the mosque. This is the first moment for Pandu to walk together to invite Jihan to pray for congregation in the Mosque. A pretty obedient baby. Soon, Jihan will get to know her old self.

Jihan and Pandu have entered the mosque separately. Jihan began to feel awkward at a time when some busy mothers were staring at her intensely.

Jihan tried to throw a smile so as not to be too stiff. He began to work on sunnah prayers and magrib prayers together with other worshipers.

The pilgrims leave the mosque after the Isya prayer is finished. Jihan immediately followed the steps of other pilgrims to get out. Since then, he continues to be in the spotlight because he feels foreign. There are also those who still gossip about him and Pandu who they still consider Jihan is only Pandu's lover who stays at Pandu's house without shame.

Seeing Pandu who was talking with some fathers and mothers, He approached because of the sultry became the lips of those who saw him.

"Guide!"

All eyes were on him.

"Ooo... This is my wife Pandu?" Ask one of the old fathers in front of Pandu.

"Yes, Sir. This is my wife. We're already married. Her name is Jihan."

"Goddessa." I was amazed when I stood beside the old man.

Jihan could only smile. He was confused what to talk about.

"Honey, this is RT sir and RT buk in the complex here, Mr. Agus and buk Rini."

"Hehehe. If there is any business can ask for help directly with the Father or the same I can also help."

"I'm so sorry about Jihan, I want to go. Yesterday we were prejudiced against both of you. We thought you were unmarried. Other residents also thought you were doing a kebo gathering. You see, all we know is to go. And as we remember, this Pandu boy is still single. I almost wanted to introduce Nak Pandu with my niece. Hihihi..."

Jihan's spontaneous face turned tense. It became another laugh when it came to the reaction of Jihan's face.

Long enough to talk, they'll be done.

"Let's go get a palanquin, and Jihan's coming by the house!"

"God another time sir. It's the night." Push down smooth Pandu.

"Yes, Sir. Next time only. The newlyweds want to hurry up on the bed. Hihah.... Rest means." The kanda buk RT.

Everyone laughed crisply. Only Jihan blushed in embarrassment.

Along the way Pandu continued to repeatedly stare from beside the beautiful face of Jihan whose aura was covered with mucus. He always liked it like this. Jihan looks adem in her eyes.

"You're more beautiful if covered like this."

Jihan looked towards Pandu's bead of eyes. Really, he felt drifting received praise directly from Pandu. But, behind those words, did Pandu offend him? Offend he again who is dressed scantily and openly?

"If you think I'm too much of a dressmaker, I'm sorry Jihan. But there's no harm, right? I want you to keep your aurat from not your mahram. Sin for me who let my wife indulge in the law."

Jihan stopped her steps. He ruffled his waist and began to respond to Pandu's statement.

"Ride! Changing yourself is not easy. You know, I'm a Fashion Designer. What I wear according to my passion. The hijab covering the aurat was too stiff. I'll look tacky and like a busy mother."

Pandu laughs at Jihan's view of the hijab.

"Haha.... Honey, your view of the hijab is wrong. There are a lot of hijab trends. You are so evil, showing your body to other men besides me. I'm not willing, Jihan. I'm jealous."

A pinch of anxiety on his wife's cheek he gave.

Jihan is crazy about Pandu's last words.

'Be jealous? Guide me to jealousy?'

Trust me, those cheeks are back red. Hand-in-hand Pandu not released. His heart kept roaring so happy.

The guide who went to the bathroom for a while provided an opportunity for Jihan to tidy up herself. For some reason and since when his soul continues to behave strangely like this.

Provide moisturizer on the face to always look fresh in front of the Pandu. The aroma of vanilla adds to the elegant impression. He looked at himself in front of the mirror.

'Ih, why am I so dead gini style anyway. This is crazy, Jihan. Pandu... lo make me always wrong.'

The sound of the doorknob made Jihan move quickly back to sit on the bed. Looking at the walking Pandu while trying to dry his wet hair.

Jihan is really very lucky. Always able to see a handsome face and adem Pandu. Plus the sweet Pandu treatment that always manages to make it blushing.

Pandu took the same sitting position to the right of Jihan. Pandu is confused by the behavior of Jihan who looks to continue to justify her sitting position.

"Darling, what's wrong with you?"

Jihan was shocked as Pandu's face was right in front of her.

That position again. The position that keeps making Jihan's heart unsafe. Jihan fell silent. A little blinked his eyes. And that cheek must have turned red.

Pandu understood what Jihan was thinking to the extent that his wife was dumbfounded to look at him.

THE CUP! Brief dipping guide sweet lips Jihan.

"I love your red cheeks. Funnier. Haha...."

"Damnah.... Guide it!! Very fine." 1 stroke using bolsters about Pandu. Pandu kept laughing.

When it was felt to be calm, Jihan chose to immediately justify the location of the bolsters they usually use for the bed separation partition.

Pandu clucked and snatched the bolster. Jihan looked confused.

"When do we keep this up? We're married to Jihan."

"I-I'm afraid you're not comfortable sleeping next to me, Pandu."

The guide pulled Jihan closer and laid down next to her. Slowly combing the hairs of Jihan covering her face.

"Lost your bad thoughts about us. Start everything with beautiful Jihan. I love you the same. I want this wedding forever. There is no scenario anymore. Enough happy living and a way forward with me, Jihan."

Scouts wipe away Jihan's tears. Pecking those wet eyelids. Hugging tightly, buried Jihan's head into the chest of her field.

"Audzu bikalimaatillahit tammaati min ghodobi wa 'iqoobihi wasyarri i'badihi."

Lafadz's prayer from Pandu delivered Jihan to her deep sleep.

...🍁~🍁...

...Be connected..................