Feel It in Your Heart, My Husband
Chapter 10
Husna walked while looking at the entire 1-story house given by her in-laws.
They had just moved here this morning by being escorted by Mikail's parents and Aisyah's.
Although only 1 floor, but this house is no less luxurious and spoil the eyes. Complete with luxurious furniture as well.
"That's in the corner, your bedroom,"
Suddenly the husband was standing behind him pointing to one of the rooms in the corner near the kitchen.
"Lo, mum. That's not a warehouse?"
Husna protest.
"No need to bacot a lot. I am fortunate to have given you a room. Do you want me to sleep outside?"
Ask the man, fierce.
Husna was arguing. He chose to walk while dragging his luggage to the place where the man pointed.
"Lo's stuff, put it in my room. So that if mama suddenly misses, our play is not revealed."
Mikail said as she stepped towards her room.
Husna took a breath, she still pulled her luggage into the corner room. When the door opened, he was a little surprised to see the room. Small and stuffy.
There is only one small floor mattress and plastic cabinets located in the corner.No fan, what is AC.
Husna kept stepping in, sitting himself there. Think about what steps he will take.
"Eh, make me fried rice."
Suddenly the woman's daydream came to a halt hearing the words of a man.
Husna remained silent. He got up and walked to the refrigerator. When it was opened, it turned out that the contents were still empty.
The girl turned around, looking at the man who was her husband.
"Food is not there. How can I cook?"
Ask.
"Then ask me. You buy dong!" The man replied in a hostile tone.
"I don't have any money."
The girl replied short.
Mikail pulled out her credit card.
"Now, use it for the needs of this house. Don't you dare wear it for your personal belongings." Threatening Mikail.
"I can meet my own needs." Husna answered while reaching for the card.
He went into the room and changed clothes. Then, he went to the supermarket using an online taxi service.
It didn't take long, the woman came back with a few grocery bags and a small fan.
"Eh duck. Hadn't it been banned so do not use the credit card, for your personal needs. Then, why did you buy all the fans?" Mikail who had just come out of her room, sprayed straight away.
Husna ignored the babbling of her husband. He continued to the room, leaving the man in the living room.
Arriving in the room, Husna striking the bemda earlier and immediately smiled when she felt a cool breeze caress her face.
"That's right, you don't hear me say what?"
Mikail barged in when Husna had just removed his hijab.
The girl grabbed her purse, looking for something in there.
"This is your card! I just use it to buy kitchen stuff. The fan in that room, I bought it with my own money."
Husna put the card on top of the cupboard which happened to be in front of her room. Right beside Mikail stood up.
"Busyet, how do you get him out of me?"
The man was speechless looking at the back of the woman who started to fight with the kitchen stuff.
Moments later, Husna was done with her task. He put a plate of fried rice and a glass of juice on the dining table.
"Tok, tock, tock," Husna knocked on the door.
"Lake in."
Husna pulled the handle, the first thing her eyes saw was a spacious and luxurious room, complete with furniture that made her lips cluck in awe
"Your order is ready."
Husna soon mastered the turmoil of his poor soul when he saw luxury goods. He did not want Mikail to make fun of him again.
"Hm.."
the man replied without turning his head, his eyes fixed on the laptop that was on his lap.
After getting an answer, Husna left the man there. He returned to the restroom where he would spend the night.
"Hm.. This duck food is second to none."
Mikail's praise escaped, when the food had already entered her throat.
"What's the duck doing in the restroom? Doesn't he feel stuffy?
Various questions arose in Mikail's mind as her eyes turned to the door of the room she had given Husna.
"Women are hard-wearing anyway? I was given a restroom, but he seemed to be at home. Why do I feel that my actions to make him suffer will fail. Because it looks like he has no problem even if he is placed in a warehouse."
Mika was busy talking to herself.
"Okay I'll think of another way to make you suffer even more. Until you're the one who's gonna whine to ask for a divorce from me,"
Mikail accelerated his chewing.
"Dert, dert, dert,"
The sound of HP's vibrations woke Husna from his brief slumber.
He immediately took out a flat object to look at the time indicator.
"It'sparaphthaladzyme!"
Husna was rather surprised because the day was already maghrib, he got up and immediately looked for a towel and a change of clothes. Then walk to the bathroom that is located outside his room.
When the door opened, another shocking thing was already waiting for him at the dining table.
Two human children kissing each other.
Husna clenched his hands, then continued to walk past the two men without turning his head, or reprimanding. It was as if he had not seen the hot action that was happening before him.
I don't know how long it took him to clean up in there until he came back out. And those 2 people were still there, it was just that their hot scene seemed to have finished.
"What's it like living in a barn?"
The words of her husband's lover can stop Husna's steps.
The girl turned around and looked at Amanda with a face that showed a beautiful smile.
"I'm not the kind of woman who doesn't know gratitude. Even though your lover gave me this little barn, but I am still grateful that I still have a place to live for me to take shelter from the heat and rain. This place is free anyway. So I'll enjoy it."
Husna answered lightly.
Husna's answer made Mikail who was pretentious to drink coffee. Finally a glance.
"Of course you enjoy it, because living in a luxurious place like this alone has become a fortune. A poor girl like you is indeed most suitable to live in such a narrow warehouse. But I wonder why you still look so confident while your husband treats you so badly."
Amanda chided again.
"Even though he treated me badly, I continued to live it sincerely. Because the more your lover zolimizes me, the more my degree will be raised by the above. And the prayer of the persecuted will surely be granted. Be careful before I curse two demons like you." Husna spoke loudly.
"Huk, uhuk, uhuk."
Mikail choked on his coffee until the drink got into his nose, creating pain around his head.
"Darling, you're not papa, are you?"
Amanda quickly picked up a tissue and immediately helped her lover clean her mouth and chest area.
"You see that? Though I have not asked God to avenge you, your beloved has felt little in return."
Husna smiled, then passed. He went into the room and locked the door from the inside.
Leaving the couple with an upset face.
"Suckers! I'll teach him a lesson."
Amanda clenched her hands, then stepped towards Husna's room.
"Amanda, don't look for trouble. Just leave him." Mikail held the lover's hand.
"What do you mean let Him? Didn't you see his face insulting us?"
The woman was getting emotional.
"There's no point in us making a fuss with him tonight. Let it go, tomorrow I'll pay it back. We better go out and enjoy our time. Come on!"
Mikail pulled her lover's hand towards the living room.
"Wait here! I'll change my clothes and get the car keys."
Mikail walked into her room.
"What is a woman's heart made of? why does she look so ordinary even though she saw me kissing other women,"
Mikail muttered in between undressing the clothes that had been hit by a coffee spill.
He saw a reddened scar on his white chest. All of this happened because the coffee was still too hot. To make his chest pain and burning.
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