
The night has passed 22:00, which means Naila does not participate in deliberations in Pesantren. Whereas since then Gus An has been trying to wake up a wife who if sleeping was like that kebo. Maybe also because there is still residual fatigue after there is a celebration event at home.
“Nai, you are not learning. Later get your punishment from mbak Santi,” again gus An whisper the same words and shake Naila's body. Who knows, you might wake up. But still the same, no response at all.
A tired Gus An chooses to let Naila continue to sleep. He decided to pick up some of the books in the closet and then sit in the corner of the bed and read them. When Gus An was late with the book in his hand, suddenly something hit his back.
‘Jedag’, clear back gus An feels pain. Naila's feet hit her husband's back, sitting on his back. Gus An complained of pain, if Naila was not sleeping surely An will be angry. Currently also free to scold people who are not self-conscious, eh means unconscious yes.
“Hmm..” Naila squirmed, making her sleeping position change. Gus An turned around, who knows Naila woke up. But what has Gus An seen?. He received an amazing free gift. Naila's tunic shirt is exposed to the top so that it looks the part of the stomach that is covered with underwear. Fortunately he wears a t-shirt inside, otherwise it must have been like an Indian in bollywood movies who likes to open his navel.
“Hmm..” Naila squirmed again, this time even more devastating. Naila's subordinates were exposed all up until a small triangular cloth appeared. Gus An took a sip of his saliva, however he was a normal man. His position is wrong, if left like that fear if suddenly someone enters the room how. Because usually the super-beefy sister often makes anyone hangers, suddenly appear, suddenly disappear. Even if Gus An wants to justify Naila's skirt, he is afraid to wake up and even thinks Gus An did something strange to him. Duh, really this one's gus dilemma.
‘Biarin aja, after all halal I see continue’
Gus An preferred to lock the door of his room so that no one would enter without waking Naila. While looking for that opportunity, your time does not understand.
“Mas, open the door dong..”, there will be others who come. Neng Aufa banged on her brother's room door very tightly. Gus An forgot something, he immediately opened the door just like that because he could not stand the actions of his beloved youngest.
“Astaghfirullahaladziim..” neng Aufa shut his mouth when watching Naila's sleeping style is yes, like that. When An realized that, he pushed his sister's body out of the room and closed the door again.
‘Why can I settle this, can-can Aufa see the disgrace of my own wife’, gus An cursed himself for neglect to close the aurat Naila. He reached for a mobile phone and then looked for the phone number neng Aufa, another way to be able to communicate with his sister is in that way even though it is still in one house. In addition, it can also avoid his brother's fad and lecture that is long times wide by high like a mathematical formula.
“What's up..?” gus An started the conversation. While the person who may be behind the walls of the room is just silent, instead of like a person who is sawanen in Japanese.
“Ngak so deh mas, next time aja,” sound neng Aufa weakened. Gus An didn't think anything of his sister. He immediately closed the call unilaterally. Gus An looked at Naila's sleep like clockwork. It seemed that it was true that Naila was too exhausted.
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