Created Destiny

Created Destiny
Lucky to Have You



"It's cool, sir, our boss on this one. Until the fun is still sweet. Anniversary to how many bosses?"


Yogis inexhaustibly make jokes in their conversation. Raska and Pandu remained silent letting the Yogi continue to talk a lot.


"Hahaha. But heart, stay young. I love my wife and family very much. Behind our success, there remains the faithful prayer of a wife. So, I reply with a heart full of sincerity and love. Don't lose dong to me."


"Aduhhh Boss.when talking about household do not go to me dong. I am the only one who is unmarried. Here are 2 real Yogi friends who are married. A group of husbands are afraid of the wife of the Boss. Hihi...."


Raska kicked Yogi's calf. Talking in front of their best ex-client. Pandu slightly laughed looking at Yogi's pained expression.


"Well, for your boss this one make sure to come. Don't reason anything anymore. Bring your wife Pandu too! I want to get closer."


"God willing, Mr. Darwin. That's why you weren't at my wedding yesterday. I didn't know my wife, did I? If only yesterday you really came, I introduce specifically who is the former best client Warriors Group to my beloved wife."


Mr. Darwin as a former Pandu client laughed loudly at Pandu's boast that he rarely heard before.


"Udah is Pandu. I gave a reason why I could not attend. Each of us is too busy with business. So, we're the same. Equally likes to reason. Haha...."


"But for tomorrow I really want you to come and take that lovely wife of yours."


"Hahaha. I'll make sure Pandu is present this time."


The meeting is over. Pandu tidied up his equipment. Yogi walked towards Pandu who organized the important documents.


"Ndu, your secretary is very difficult to be invited to ngedate with me. I am kind of a girl. Do you want to help me?! There's no progress in Ndu."


Pandu sighed bored, because Yogi always hunted him to mediate the closeness of Yogi and Clarine.


"Gi, ask for help is more direct to God. God is more everything than man. The soul is in God's hands. Strengthen and solemnize your prayers. If it is a match, God willing, the road will be made easier."


Yogi rubbed his hair. Yogi was not satisfied with Pandu's answer.


"Ah, lo Ndu! Even lecture me. I know that. Yes, I'm home."


"Assalamualaikum Gi!


"Getishalight."


Pandu is inexhaustible with Yogi who is always impatient to want to get closer to Clarine who has absolutely no interest in her best friend.


"Serahin everything on the above is more entitled to set our way Gi. Because it's not necessarily what we want it's what we need."


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Jihan has been able to freely move and move as usual. Although sometimes the pain sometimes still appears suddenly. It heats up the soup made by Pandu and adds a few menus to their dinner later.


"Assalamualaikum Darling...."


Pandu's voice sounded. Jihan slightly glanced towards the clockwork of the wall. It's still 4 p.m.


"Waalaikum.... Tumben Mas quickly go home."


Welcoming Pandu's hands and kissing as a wife's respect to the husband. Jihan has learned a lot how to serve her husband as a righteous wife.


"You cook?" Tanya astonished Pandu because he saw the apron bound to Jihan's body.


"Yes Mas. Want to do something again? Wear apron do not want to walk loh Mas."


"Yes, I know. But, isn't your stomach still hurting, dear? If you want another menu let the mas make it. Or we just deliver."


Jehan ruffled waist. It moved around her waist and skipping around which added to Pandu's anxious face.


"Darling....!"


"Calm Me! Jihan is healed. The pain is gone, my. I can move."


The guide again took a sharp peek towards Jihan's eyeball as if looking for certainty.


Pandu. Seemed solemn from Jihan's beaming face. The guide holding Jihan suddenly made Jihan screech in shock.


"Dude....!!"


"Hahaha... What dear? Can you move, right?"


Scouts twirled his body until Jehan's hysterical screams sounded. Pandu continued to keep judging his wife mercilessly.


"Yes....!! Please, stop! Dizziness Mas!"


"Hahaha.sorry dear."


Jihan forced down from Pandu's sling and pinched Pandu's waist furiously.


"A stomachache is gone. But the dizziness is still there. Really jahil. Take a shower! Jihan wants to continue cooking."


"Mandi together?" Pandu lowered his gaze to align their views. Jihan endured the embarrassment with Pandu's invitation. He hopes his cheeks don't turn red anymore.


"Dude....!!"


"Hahaha. I'm sorry." Nosebending Jihan.


Jihan tidied up the dishware that had been toilet. Waiting for Pandu to come home from his congregation. Jihan stepped into the living room. Sitting sweet and tuning the TV broadcast. Suddenly, a feeling of boredom settled in him.


"Ck, very boring! Every day when a few more is done, I can just sit up like this. This isn't your style, Jihan.... O Allah.... I feel sorry to come out of the madam circle Stella?" Jihan looked down with her face.


"I still want to design my own dress. Designing the latest fashion from Jihan Sajidah Salim. I still want my hand to move to string together ideas that continue to spin in my head. But how is it going? Everything I had to start from zero was not easy. Especially now that I am married. A wife should obey a husband, right?"


Asik is at war with his thoughts, Jihan is not aware of the arrival of Pandu who has been sitting next to him.


"Assalamualaikum Darling."


"Eh, Waalaikumsalam Mas. I'm sorry, Jihan didn't realize she was home." Experiencing the hands of the Guide. Jihan looks the wrong way. He doubted. Did Pandu hear all the chatter himself?


Pandu smiled knot. He grabbed Jihan's chin and gently kissed Jihan's little lips.


"We're going straight to the room, right?"


Jihan nodded and turned off the television broadcast that had not been able to entertain her since.


Pandu accompanied the steps of Jihan who had not managed to comfort him since. The guide accompanied Jihan's slightly lethargic steps. Actually, he heard a little of Jihan's inner talk. Pandu followed in silence not knowing how to start a chat.


Pandu remembered something that he might be able to use as a lure of their chat.


"Oh, yes, dear. I met an old client. Let's talk about the project first. Hmm.... next week you have free time, dear?"


"There is Mas. Jihan is always at home. Housewife. A lot of Jihan's free time is sometimes a little boring. Why yes Mas? Does anyone need Jihan please?"


"Hm.... He was invited to a special event of an old client that he met earlier. From the past, during the unmarried mas are often unable to attend if invited to each event. I always give a thousand reasons because I am lazy to attend. Now, I have no more chance to reason. Moreover, there is already you. Client mas wants to get acquainted with the beautiful wife. Can you?"


Jihan put her face on as if thinking. Prolong a little to prank Pandu.


"If you can't, it's okay. I'll find another reason."


"Hahaha. Jihan also wants to know more closely with other clients or friends Mas. So they know how lucky Mas is to have a wife as beautiful as Jihan. Hihi...."


Pinching gavel cheeks Jihan.


"Ok, I'm so lucky to have you."


Jihan's expression was laughable with Pandu's fist. Words that are too sweet are always able to make Jihan meet red.


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