Duda Wrong Room

CHAPTER 64 | Dear Husband

Pineapple got into the car where Anthony was waiting for him, Anthony who was waiting for Pineapple while playing his phone immediately put the phone and shifted his focus to Pineapple.

"How's college?" ask Anthony to Pineapple.

Pineapple exhaled softly then threw his bag into the back bench and looked at Anthony seriously. "Smuck Om!"

"The chase S1 gini is very good," continued Nanas who made Anthony scramble his wife's hair slowly.

"Emang why? Our lecturer in trouble again? Or Noveltoon again? Is that why we're badmood?" tanya Anthony tried to listen to all the complaints of Pineapple.

"I've had the thesis session Om, and tomorrow again the graduation day, but the problem is that my thesis has not been completed, because for the last three months I have never frowned at all," replied Nanas lethargic.

Anthony who saw that smiled then pulled the Pineapple into his arms. "What title do you take?"

Pineapple took off Anthony's embrace and took his bag and pulled out the title journal he wanted to carry, after which Pineapple gave the journal to Anthony.

Anthony accepted it and began to read the contents, Anthony's forehead shriveling as he read the contents of the journal. "From Chapter 1 to the conclusion of none? And you want to chase this in two days?"

Pineapple nodded slowly, he looked down tired, had not done it, he was tired especially when he had to do the thesis alone.

"You don't want me to call Om. I want to be an eternal student, I want to graduate" replied Nanas made Anthony not bear.

Anthony again stroked the top of the head of the pineapple

"But you're pregnant Nas, what if I'm the one who knows your thesis. You just focus on your pregnancy, rest and hard thinking, like Baby A," said Anthony smiled in front of Pineapple.

"But Om is an architecture graduate, a time of child legal thesis," replied Nanas staring at Anthony innocently.

"Abviously, because I was in college I used to also study law, law of gravity and circumference but," replied Anthony chuckling.

Pineapple looked at her husband and chose to be silent to hear all of Anthony's explanations.

"You just calm down, everything will be sorted out, you get enough rest and not a lot of thoughts that have made me happy, if you are healthy I will also be healthy, he said, but your bottom line is not sane but I am still a hundred percent sane," continued Anthony who made Pineapple fold both hands.

Anthony pinched Pineapple's cheek and returned Pineapple's journal entry. "Where do you want to go or go home?"

Pineapple thought for a moment. "You want ice cream,"

Pineapple nods that make Anthony give his thumb, Anthony then runs his car to the nearest supermarket, IndoFebruary.

After arriving in IndoFebruary, Anthony immediately went in there with the aim of buying ice cream that Pineapple wants, Anthony took ice cream with the taste of Pineapple favorite chocolate. Afterwards Anthony immediately paid for the ice cream and rushed to his car because Pineapple was waiting for him.

"Now" Anthony gave the ice cream to Pineapple shortly after getting into the car. "We go straight home well, so that your thesis can be directly done."

"Isn't there a job? The hospital's tender design? There will be a deadline" Nanas replied to Anthony.

"It is better to lose one tender for the sake of a wife because basically the windfall of the husband is on his wife, if this tender emang fails because I know your thesis, maybe in the future there will be another windfall from God, because glorifying the wife is a good thing," Anthony turned on his car engine and started driving towards his house.

"Tumben Speaking of wise, sprain Mario Teguh well?" Pineapple ate the ice cream and was slightly dumbfounded by Anthony's sentence.

"Your husband is actually wise. Just closed marriage with you," replied Anthony.

Pineapple just nodded while eating ice cream that made him a little shredded. "There's no Tissue Om?"

Anthony who ran out of tissue and did not buy earlier while there was no shop around, making him find a solution for it. "Wear my shirt, gapapa,"

"But the white Om shirt, '" Pineapple looked at Anthony annoyed. "The holy man's cake."

"Father," answered Anthony. "Later to laundry,"

The pineapple that got such an answer immediately wiped his lips with the shirt worn by Anthony

"Thank you" said Pineapple.

Anthony just nodded with his fingers forming a yes sign with a shirt that had been splashed with ice cream.

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