Handsome Husband Wife Unapparent

He is full of love

"Mas, should we just get a divorce?"

Riko got up from her sleeping position. Looking at the woman in front of him. Naila covered her face with a blanket, afraid of her husband's eyes.

"Astaghfirullah ... 'Anyone who asks for (demands) divorce from her husband without a justified reason is forbidden the smell of heaven on the woman.' You know, don't you? Please, stop talking that no."

Riko stood up, walked out of the room towards the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. Take a glass of water and drink it to the toilet. He made his cold heart and mind hot. Walk forward, out the fence and drive the sport bike away from the terrace.

Naila felt guilty, hearing the roar of a motorbike coming out of the house. Even her husband was unkind to her, all because of her. Naila also tried to close her eyes, the dizziness was getting whackier. He was forced to sleep, so that his mind and heart were calm, not thinking about what people said. The influence of drugs and a tired mind began to make Naila sleep.

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Riko entered the room with a tray. Naila woke up lovingly.

"Wake, Honey. Eating was just continuing to sleep." Riko smiled as she stroked his wife's cheek. Naila tried to sit down, helped by her husband. A bowl of chicken porridge and warm milk has been prepared Riko for his beloved wife.

"Mas, I'm asking ma--."

The cup!

Riko cut off Naila's apology by peeping her lips. Naila fell silent with a blushing face.

"Here, don't talk about it anymore. After you ate, I just left for work. I'm staying all right, right?"

"I thought Mas had left and did not say goodbye to me because I was angry. I'm okay, Mas, it's not hot anymore, just a little dizzy."

"Where could I leave you in a state of not having breakfast. I used to buy chicken porridge at a stall usually. Sorry if I left immediately."

"Yes, Mas. It's okay, I'm sorry. Has breakfast been?"

"Already, I see you're still sleeping. So eating just woke you up. And then I left immediately, yes. Try to ask permission to go home early."

"No need, Mas. Going home as usual, I'm fine. I might just need a break."

"Yes, already. If later there is nothing or need something, call Mas, yes. Do not need to prepare food for later tonight, let Mas buy it if you go home."

"Yes, Mas. Thank you." Thank you."

Riko accompanied his wife until the chicken porridge was gone. Naila forced herself to finish her food so as not to disappoint her husband. Riko had been so kind and considerate by buying him her favorite chicken porridge. Naila is very grateful to have such a handsome husband and loves him very much.

"I'm leaving first. Sleep, do not need to think about things that are not important let alone the words of unknown people. I love you, dear."

Riko kissed his wife's forehead, re-spinning Naila's weak-looking body. Bring a tray of empty bowls and cups to the kitchen and wash it off. Riko was used to housework. Moreover, Naila is sick and weak, Riko does not let his wife move. After closing the door and locking the fence, Riko left for work.

Remembering that time, Riko's introduction to herself at a party. Unintentionally, Riko bumps into him who is carrying a tray filled with drinks for the guests. The party room also looks messy due to broken and scattered glasses. Plus some guests whose clothes were spilled. Really, the circumstances of that time were very sad.

Naila used to be a waitress in a restaurant. The company's birthday party where Riko works is held at the restaurant where she works. The owner of the restaurant immediately fired himself without wanting to know the reason. Riko has been trying to help explain to her boss. However, his mistake was considered fatal and did not deserve to be forgiven. Riko feels guilty, and drives Naila home. After the incident, Riko often visited his place. Even two months later, Riko immediately proposed and married her.

Naila once asked Riko, what was the reason for marrying her. And Riko always answered that the man loved her. Naila doesn't just trust him, but Riko always reassures her. Riko always said to herself, love doesn't need a reason. Still vividly reminded of her words, Riko repeatedly told her the same thing. 'I have no reason why I love you. Only one thing I know, I'm happy when I'm with you, I'm comfortable when I'm around you.'

Their marriage was simple, and Naila was an orphan and had no siblings. His parents' house in the village has been sold, as a provision of himself living in the city. Likewise Riko, he already has no mother and father. Only an older brother lived outside the city and had a family. They also did not come to the wedding, for some reason until now Riko never wanted to give the reason.

Their marriage has been going on for six months, and there have been no signs of pregnancy. Naila this morning had even checked with a test pack, hoping for pain because there was a fetus in her womb. It turned out that his hopes were still not granted and Naila dared to take the fever medicine that was available.

The phone on the dresser rang repeatedly. Naila is lazily forced to take and receive a call that turns out to be her husband.

"Assalamu'alaikum, dear. I'm sorry if I'm interrupting, getting some sleep, huh?"

"No, I'm just lying down. Maybe after the dhuhur prayer I sleep again."

"How are you doing? I was in the office not calm. Keep thinking, afraid of why."

"Alhamdulillah, the dizziness has begun to decrease. Just focus on work, God willing I'm not okay."

"Yes, already. I forgot to tell you, on the dining table there is rice padang. The rice and vegetables are separated, so it is safe for lunch. Do not forget to eat continue to take the medicine. Go straight to sleep, don't do anything first."

"Yes, Mas. Thank you so much, sorry to bother."

"Well, by the way, I'm your husband, you're my responsibility. I shouldn't have worked just now, let my heart be at ease."

"I'm okay, Mom. Later I will eat dhuhur prayer rice, take medicine continue to sleep. God is healthy again tomorrow."

"Amijin ... Go on to work first, yeah. I love you, darling. Assalamu'alaikum."

"I love you too, wa'alaikumussalaam."

Naila smiled happily, even Riko prepared her lunch. He also promised, from now on no longer bothering people's speech. Having a husband who loved her was enough. Other than Riko, Naila has no one.

"Assalamu'alaikum ...."

The sound of a woman's greeting was heard from the front of the fence of her house. Naila rushed to wear her long robe and hijab. With a weak body, he walked slowly to open the door for his guest.

"Sorry, find who, huh?"

"Mas Riko is there? Who are you? New maid, huh?"