HANA LOVE STORY'S

Chapter 62

"What a beauty my wife. But, it would look even more beautiful if this was in front of her husband!"

"Ah, Brother Randy! Nay! "

Hana held Randy's hand off her instant hijab. But late, the hijab was in Randy's hands and dumped on the bed. Hana bowed with a red face.

"Don't look down, baby, I want to see your face! "

Especially if your face is reddish gini. So gemes want not uyel uyel.

Randy grabs Hana's chin, then raises it. Their eyes clashed, Randy's sweet smile making Hana unable to look at that face for long. Randy drew his face closer, looking at the lips of the woman of the heart. Sweeping that lip with his fingers, getting closer and closer. Until the moment the lips touched each other, Hana's mind crossed Yuri's face. Hana put her face away, and glared.

"Dad!" randy looks disappointed.

"Sorry, Brother! I. i... "

Tok tok...

There was a knock at the door.

"Sir, are you awake? You haven't had breakfast yet. Do not be late for breakfast, later stomach pain again." the perpetrator behind the door speaks who is none other than Mira's mother.

"I_yes, Mom. A moment! " Hana answered nervously, because Randy did not move from her front at all.

"Mother took breakfast. Down yuk!" with Hana groggy, the article Randy deliberately restored his long hair that was a little messy while tidying up his hair. Want to refuse fear of the husband more offended. Hana soon turns around when Randy finishes tidying up her hair, but Randy's right hand grabs her shoulder, embraces her, and they're out of the room together. Just down the stairs Randy took off his hand, because Mira stared intently at him.

"Mom made porridge, especially for you. Eat yes, Nduk! eat delicate foods first, mumpung warm gih! " Mum Mira just greeted her daughter, ignoring the man who was already her daughter-in-law.

"This is Randy's son, Randy's son can also eat porridge made by the mother jos gandos. Delicious is second to none. Dad wants to, Mom's wong for him too much. Enough breakfast together." but Mira just shut up.

"Yes, Dad." They sat down with the four of them, and as Hana picked up the porridge for Randy, Randy shook his head.

"Make you, let the spit be healthy, eat a lot! " sounds Dad sighing.

"Mom, bargain also dong mantuanya." Dad scolded his wife softly.

"Well, he's been bargained with his wife. What else you have to do." Mira's mom refuses to look at her daughter-in-law.

"Well, Randy seems to want fried rice with just one egg. It looks good." Randy reached out but was prevented.

"Sir, serve your husband, he'll eat fried rice, huh! " reproving Hana's father, Hana assures and immediately stands to get fried rice for Randy.

They ate in silence, only the sound of plates and spoons clashing. When he was done, Randy held back his mother-in-law who was going to take care of the dishes.

"Let me be with Hana, Mom. I'm tired of cooking, Randy used to do the dishes and sort it out like this." Randy and Hana work hand in hand to clean up the food scraps of the four of them.

"This mother, don't judge by her own daughter-in-law. If he can't keep taking our son away, or leave our son berabe, right. Mama wants! " reprove Dad when his son and daughter-in-law are busy near the kitchen sink.

"Bela keep him. Dad did not love Mom, let Mom go home pakdhe Hamdan aja, rather than here, eat ati."

"Mothers...Don't be a kid! " pak Hadi pinched the base of his nose. The mother if it is always like that. Pakdhe Hamdan is the ragil or youngest sister of Hana's grandmother, aka Hana from Ibu, who currently occupies the house of the deceased parents of Bu Mira.

Ms. Mira left her husband at the dinner table with a murmur, and nagged for nothing into her room.

By noon, the two bailed out for the road.

"Wait!" Ms. Mira approached Randy, while Hana was in a hurry to get up again because her phone missed in the room.

"Yes, what's wrong, Mom? "

"I asked Hana to stay here. I don't want to, she lives at home with Yuri in your house. There's no bargaining, if you still want to stay with my son." said Ms. Mira, who made Randy nod.

"Yes, Mom. We talked about this."

"One more thing, don't ever make my son cry, I don't want to either. If that happens, I'll force you to let him go, you know?" randy's lips were too thick to answer.

"I_yes, Mom. I've understood. I will always remember, and try to make her happy." replied Randy with the arrival of Hana.

"What's up, Mom?" mira smiled forcedly, there was no way she would tell Hana what she had just said.

"What's wrong. I'm just saying that she's heartbroken. Yaudah, the afternoon rush. Let me know if anything is wrong." Randy nodded. In her heart she thought, Her mother-in-law turned out to be good at also theatrical.

"Already, Brother. Come on!"

Ms. Mira stared at the departure of the two, until Hana's motorcycle they were riding was not seen again.

Randy parked his motorcycle in front of the De'Amor cafe. Who immediately received a wide smile from Panji, his assistant.

"Welcome, newlyweds. Please enter!" sapa Panji gave a welcome, while bowing his body. Randy just kept quiet, Hana smiled back at him.

"Thank you, Panji." Randy held Hana's hand tightly, while walking.

The employees who saw the arrival of the cafe owner took the time to approach and greet the two. Hana continued to smile, while Randy was flat-faced.

"Some, go out and don't bother us! " Panji. Then come out grumbling.

"Basic of the newlyweds."

"Wait on! " The banner that was about to close the door turned around. Closer again.

"Yes, Boss! " Randy grabbed Hana's shoulder.

"Bring me some snacks and drinks for me and my wife. That's all it is! " Randy fluttered his hands away Panji, the assistant nodding his head and half his body.

"Okay, sire! " Hana smiled broadly, revealing dimples on both her cheeks.

"Go quickly!" hardik Randy when Panji did not move even look and look at Hana. Once again Panji scooped up, then left. Randy glances dislikes and scowls.

"Don't smile at her, I don't like it, yeah!"

"Upps." Randy's possessive attitude came out.

Almost an hour chatting while snacking lightly without burden, Randy took his wife out, wanting to show her something. And now they are standing in front of a building next to De'Amor's cafe.

"This building I bought a few months ago, I was thinking of expanding the cafe area. But last night I thought again. Dad said you want to build a shop next door, right?" Hana nodded.

"Yes, Brother. My kitchen is narrow. Kasian Mom every day the kitchen I mess up, hehehe..." Hana laughed, Randy did not blink looking at the smile of the wife who felt very sweet, with her pink lips.

Seeing Randy glued to look at him, made Hana pout.

"Liat what the hell, brother. Just be ordinary! "

"Look at your smile every day can make me diabetic, Dek. Very sweet pake. Smile the same way I do, not the same as other guys. Can my wife be judged, dizzy I ntar! "

"Huh, horseshit!" sahut Hana with mouth forward.

Hahaha

Gemes. So I want to bite.

"Ok continue! " Randy closed his body, grabbed his shoulders and kissed the top of his head covered in a pink hijab.

"After I thought, this building will be presented to you, the building area is wider, you can move here your bakery business here. It's better! " Hana Buried her eyes.

"Seriously, Brother?"

"Two rius! " Hana circulates the view, this place is more than three times wider than the yard of his father's house that has been installed on the foundation of the building.

"And luckily again, we'll work close together. Can go together, go home together, at any time can meet. Can be bosi together. " Hana furrowed her brows and turned her head half-looked up, due to the height of the man beside her.

"Bosi, what the fuck! "

"Don't really understand? Bobo's a pretty afternoon." Randy became that tiny nose.

"Oooh, what kirain! "

"Let's go, we'll see inside." Randy took the key from his pants pocket, and opened the harmonica door in a blend of dark green and light green.

"Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim" said Randy before sliding the door slightly.

"That's a big deal, brother! "

"Let's be relieved and comfortable. There's a pantry too. But if you need another room, say so. Everything can be arranged. "

"Where do you fit in, right?" Hana looked at her husband with glassy eyes.

"Thank you, brother. I didn't expect, I could find a place this big." Randy smiled, turned around and stood behind Hana, then grabbed her tightly from behind.

Hana was shocked instantly, her body was bristling, as they were not at all distant. Randy placed his head on Hana's boat, sniffing her neck covered in hijab and fragrant perfume that soft and classic rose-scented.

"Thank you the real one, baby, "the whisper that gives goosebumps. Moreover, the heavy hand that hugged him could not remain silent. Gently brush the area he likes.

"Ah, Brother. Not now, me.. I...! " Hana's a little lulled.

"Please, Deck. Don't make me fast for long. Later tonight, I'm asking you not to dodge again." Hana bit her lip, holding back from getting the de sah an out of it.

"Sister, stop. Don't continue! " Hana couldn't stand it anymore, she rebelled to break away. If left unchecked, they can be in that place. Turning to look at the husband who has been misty rah. Like a lion ready to pounce, Randy did not pounce on Hana's rejection, achieved the crazy body. Closer your face and scoop those sweet lips this time without rejection.

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Huhuhu, imagination alone, mother mother. I could not help but continue....

The girl Skip Skip Skip.

Moreover, the LDR is the same misua.