Habits

Beda

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Mama wiped a little sweat dripping on her daughter's thin. At least it's a relief because it's the first time Hana's sweat has dripped after 12 hours (excluding breaks) of being in the bridal seat.

And, this dress..

Actually comfortable. But for some reason since first meeting face to face with Arkan - who is now officially her husband -, Hana felt a little uncomfortable because of the man's gaze.

"That weird cave? That bad?"

He finally made a sound after they changed into the fourth. It's his favorite concept. Because the color of the dress is white and completely plain.

"Who said it?" Arkan gulped down his drinking water.

"Lu ngeliatinnya so rich, anyway."

"Where?"

Deg

Arakan?

His eyes looked at Hana sharp, firm and piercing. Arkan's hair is styled semi wet and a few drops of sweat are seen pouring out in his thin

That looks handsome.

"Yes-that's it. The cave's afraid of weird, ugly."

"Who said it?"

"Come, uh!"

The girl hit Arkan's upper arm which responded with a ruckus.

"It hurts, Oh God. Demon boy ya you,"

"Bod,"

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Their wedding was actually quite lavish, but only a few came. Only Hana's extended family, even Arkan's extended family didn't all know and came.

Especially the Haris family.

But, while greeting some guests, the tail of his eyes caught the silhouette of someone very familiar.

Like the.. Harris?

"Guil,"

"Hm?"

"Lu really didn't tell Haris, did he?"

"About?"

"This,"

"Lu asked, right. Make it closed,"

"But just now"

"Why?"

Quickly, Hana directed her gaze to the place where she found the shadow,

Niente.

"Why?"

Arkan repeated his question. The guy looked at Hana astonished and followed the direction of the girl's gaze.

Did Hana see wrong? Maybe she was too scared in case Haris found out about all this.

"No-no. Who knows you're cepu,"

"Gee, salute. Bad husband by himself,"

"Bod,"

Hana again sat in a chair that fortunately still feels soft even though she has sat for hours.

The top of his heels had been scuffed and his feet were slightly swollen due to the high heels he was wearing. Although the model is peep toe, but the heel is still closed. Though the size of the shoe fit Hana's legs. Even a little loose.

Supposedly, he replaced his shoes with kitten heels or sling back that was more comfortable as Mama said.

"Aww, uh,"

"Why again?"

"Sir,"

Hana desperately held the pain in her legs, sore hands and back, hungry stomach, and drowsiness in her eyes.

Arkan circulated the view to all corners of the building which was decorated according to his and Hana's concept. Despite having to argue a little about the color of dominance, the guy was quite satisfied because the results of Hana's idea met his expectations.

As his gaze stopped on the left side, he could read the exhausted look on Hana's face. But, it did not melt the beauty of that girl whom he praised today. Even Arkan desperately held back from looking at Hana for too long or she would be caught off guard.

Hana was always beautiful. It's natural.

But today, the fresh makeup polish and the decorations and dresses, make the girl look much prettier. It seemed, Hana was now the prettiest Hana he had ever seen.

His gaze stopped looking at the girl's back. Slightly exposed to about 7-9 cm below the shoulder. What surprised him, though, was,

The dress connection was lost.

'Astaghfirullah,'

Arkan must immediately tell Hana before anything non-no happens.

"Hana,"

"What, anyway?"

The guy looks awkward and clumsy which makes Hana upset.

"What? Don't make kepo. Sins,"

How do I convey that to him?

Arkan was a little afraid that Hana would get angry. But if he doesn't tell you, it could be dangerous.

"That-"

"What?! Cave eat ya lu,"

"That-"

"I suspect you? Huh uh?!"

Just said 'that', Arkan has been attacked.

"That's the connection to the dress loose,"

Gosh darn.

Hana's face and ears began to turn red. How'this?

'The real Arkan time? Shame on you, crazy. Where else did Mom go? These are just the two problems,'

Hana's silent reaction made Arkan a little upset.

'Kok Hana diem? Waduh, cuddle up. How does that keep?'

"Astaghfirullah,"

Many times Arkan istighfar whispered so that Hana would not hear him. Strengthen yourself so as not to be tempted.

Strengthen Arkan's faith, O God.

"Please, dong."

Those two words made Arkan tick. He cleared his throat and held his sitting position. To make sure that his conjecture was wrong, Arkan asked.

"Please what?"

"For a long time, manhunt."

"Yes, what would you like?"

"Related it,"

Arkan's hand moved to touch the hook part of the dress. Hana-hung

"His mind is not dirty. If not, ntar cave vacum."

The girl again managed to make Arkan wrong. But his words made the guy more relaxed because Hana looked like she was melting the atmosphere (?)

"That's a doang,"

Arkan admits that Hana is good at adjusting. The girl's hands and voice did not even shake which indicated she was embarrassed. Unlike Arkan who until now was even a little misbehaved because of the incident earlier.

Hana has more right to be ashamed.

"Don't say thanks again,"

"Ma

ka

hell,"

"Astaghfirullah,"

Looks like Arkan has saved up quite a lot of rewards for having a lot of beristighfar today.

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The show finally finished at 10 p.m.

Hana complains and intends for permission not to enter the school tomorrow.

But he just got permission on Friday. Aren't there too many permits in the near future?

The lesson for tomorrow is also quite important and a danger if he is left out of material. Soon enough time passed, tomorrow it was Monday.

"Well eat?"

As the voice of a man echoed in her room, Hana panicked.

Initially.

But he finally returned to his normal attitude after realizing who was speaking and what his status was.

"Yet. Go ahead,"

"Relatedly? The cave mau abisin is the food, nih,"

"Think of it, caves have necks too. Napa elah sisain. Not very human,"

"Astaghfirullah, even scolded."

Arkan sat in Hana's bed. Staring at the girl who was somehow standing in front of her study table.

A little surprised to see no big changes on Hana's face after the girl cleaned herself up. Her face, still very pretty.

Even Arkan looked, prettier than yesterday and usually.

"Let's eat that, too, by the way,"

They decide to stay at Hana's house before living in the house that Mama Hana bought for them. That's Hana's request for the reason of wanting to get used to it first.

In fact, he was still afraid to live in a house with Arkan. Even though they are married, no one knows. If the new neighbors will see a woman and a man living in the house without knowing the reason, there must be rumors. Moreover, they are still in uniform status.

And, Hana was also afraid that the guy couldn't hold back

"Astaghfirullah,"

The girl hit her head slowly, then chanted self-cursing words.

"Why again?"

"Sir,"

When the guy laid his body on the bed, Hana's eyes blocked.

"WHY IS TIDURAN IN THE CAVE!?"

Arkan reflexively stood up and covered both his ears. The guy put his index finger in front of his mouth, and hissed.

"Sheaven, syuttt! It's really noisy,"

"Go you,"

"Gua also ntar will sleep here yes,"

"NO ONE! SLEEP OUT THERE!"

"Bad you're the same husband,"

"Bod,"

Hana ignores Arkan and chooses to tidy up her books. Doing something more useful than serving that guy. His soul and body were already tired enough for today. It's also the first night

Eh?

That means the first day of marriage, there is already a fuss. How's it going? Can everything go well?

"Eat come on, huh,"

"Who? Belom's gone too?"

"Look at it,"

Arkan leaned in front of the door.

Wait.

Since when did the door close?

"Hey, open the door!"

"That's really asking for help,"

"Please open the door,"

Tired of arguing, Hana ended up saying the sentence in a lower and friendly tone. However, Arkan instead smiled obliquely and gave her goosebumps.

A trance?

"Why are the doors closed?"

Arkan's steps drew closer to Hana's study table. But the girl was not a victim of the dramas she often witnessed,

He stared back at Arkan's face.

"Who knows,"

The guy looks surprised because it turns out Hana is not afraid. The girl instead looked defiant and walked over to him as well. He got upset but didn't want to look cute.

Finally, he was intending to prank Hana.

"Why?"

Hana smiled thinly,

'It's a person who wants to do cave work, right. Very good advice, frog.'

Then chuckle.

After their distance was close enough, Arkan stopped, but Hana did not. The girl is getting closer.

Arkan desperately held back his nervousness. Why isn't Hana like other women who would be afraid of men? Even he-she

'Stay cool, Arkan.'

After Hana erased their distance, the girl leaned her face closer to Arkan's face.

"Don't be afraid" Hana chuckled again.

"I mean cave.."

Arkan's mind was already in ruins but Hana still remained in her position. The girl looks ready,

"Who knows, you want to die young."

THE DUGH!

"AAARRGH! ARANA HANA!"

Arkan's screams echoed in Hana's room, even her home. The girl attacked Arkan's temple with her eel. Pretty loud, very loud even.

But Hana looks safe and there are no abrasions. Because when he was in Junior High he had taken taekwondo extracurriculars, his condition is now fine.

But Arkan, though,

"Oath, Hana. For whatever sake hurts, crazy!"

The guy rolled on the floor holding his temple and did not stop paling. Hana grinned,

"Don't mess with the cave, then,"

She, Arana Hana.

Totally different from other women.

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